Sammy and Jamie said nothing as they pulled their tops down and pushed their friends off the slutty maid, sucking her nips whilst fingering the other girls' pussies...
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The Local Convention Hall: 1 Week Later....
Sharon covered her face in timidy: why did she have to take her brother to this nerd fest. She hated this stuff, and this hall was full of better looking girls than her! It wasn't fair!
She watched one walk away from a booth. Her boobs were massive, her hips and her butt were wide, and she was more than happy to strut around in that slutty witch costume.
"Thank you, come again!" a red eyed girl said as she put some cash in the register.
"Oh, hi there!"
Sharron didn't know why, but she walked up to the girl and asked, "Do you think there's a costume for me?"
The red eyed girl put her hand on her hip and sized Sharron up.
"I think this one'll work for you." She said as she handed the slimmer girl a brown paper bag. "It'll transform you."
"Thanks, I'll try it on right now." Sharron calmly said as she strode into the changing tent next-door, a pink glow consuming her irises just like the booth girl.
Sharron opened the bag and pulled out nothing but a red mask with black spots.
'Is this everything?' Sharron thought as she slipped the mask on. Suddenly the mask fused to her face and wouldn't come off. Her clothes turned into a melty red film that hugged every inch of her body. She was now wearing a skin tight red bodysuit covered in black spots.
"What the-?" Sharron began asking as a warmth overwhelmed her. It spread outward from her swollen clit, her hips cartoonishly bulging out as her butt expanded five inches outward. Her waist thinned out as her nipples tingled and hardened.
"Mmmmm... mmmmmmmm...." Sharron moaned as she massaged her breasts. As soon as they entered DD territory, her lips plumped up and her plain brunette hair turned dark blue, tying itself into pigtails.
She strolled out the back and saw two other stacked girls in cosplay.
The brunette in the sweater giggled as her friend in the maid costume looked at her.
"Sorry, it's just that my friend's name is Marinette and you're... you know..." Fiona smiled.
Something clicked in her head, and Sherri giggled aloud.
"Omigawd, I just realized that, that's funny!" Sherri chirped, her DDs wobbling and rubbing against that tight red costume.
"Sherri!" a kid whined.
"Oopsie, gotta go, buh-bye!" She said as she ran off, her ass jiggling like jello.
Carol marked it down: thirty-five souls freed, a few dozens more to go.
The End.