Monique frenched her customer for a few more minutes before pulling her top up and getting back to work.
And just like clockwork, there was a guy at the counter.
This guy looked different from the hipsters and old farts who usually stopped by.
He was taller, more muscular, wearing a vest with a logo.
"Sharp Fins?" Monique asked.
"My band, doll." the man grinned, "If you care to see us live you can always-"
"Hey Shawn!" a british sounding girl called out. "I found some records that we can listen to!"
"That's great, babe!" Shawn smiled.
Monique grimaced in disgust: this guy was hitting on her and had a girlfriend?
'Naw. Hell naw.' she thought in disgust.
"He's looking for a tune with some thumping bass, do you have anything?" the girlfriend asked.
"Hmmm... oh yeah, ah got somethin'." Monique replied as she went over to the headphone station.
'Somethin' ta fix his two faced ass.' she mentally added as she plopped the record in and pressed her lips against both her hands smiling as she clutched the couples' headphones.
"You two enjoy." Monique said as she strutted off.
Shawn and his girlfriend Sherry put the headphones on and listened, oblivious to the lipstick prints crawling up their sleeves.
The bass kicked in immediately, the pounding thump reverberating in their ears as their lips plumped up.
All their little imperfections faded away as their faces softened up to a tomboyish sort of beauty.
Shawn's shaved hair grew back long and full, just like his eyelashes.
As his body hair vanished and his adam's apple vanished, he glanced at Sherry in confusion.
'Since when did Sherry wear lipstick? And was her eyeshadow that thick when we left for this store?' he thought, oblivious to his own eye shadow and shrinking muscles.
Drums began pounding in the song as the couple's waists shrunk down.
Shawn looked on in confusion as his member pulsated into his body.
'W-What's all this tingling? And wait... has Sherry been working out more?' Shawn thought.
Sherry's midriff had firmed up with some well defined abs, and her thighs definitely looked pretty strong.
He felt a sharp crack as his hips bulged out to match his girlfriend's now impressive girth.
His hands slimmed down as his nails grew long and manicured.
"What the fuck?" Shawn mouthed as he noticed his hands and everything south.
Sherry was busy bobbing her head to the beat, and that's when Shawn suddenly noticed she had changed as well.
Her sculpted physique was now on display in a pair of tight yoga pants and a tank top with a blue hoodie.
Also... was she eye level with him?
His shock was interrupted by a burning hot warmth in his nipples.
The tempo of the drums and base had just intensified.
He squeezed his eyes shut and moaned as his pecs suddenly rippled and pulsated.
They filled up his hands as they blossomed into a hefty set of D cups, sending waves of pleasure through him as he unconsciously groped himself.
His butt wasn't two far behind, ass cheeks swelling up as they raised him six inches out of his seat.
"Gah!" Shawn gasped as she realized that she was completely female now.
In a tube top. And high heeled boots. And a pair of fuchsia booty shorts.
"What's wrong, babe?" Sherry asked in a gruffer voice than normal.
Shawn looked to see that her breasts and butt were as big as hers.
"W-What's happened to you? What's happened to me?!" Shawn asked in panic as she got off her stool and stood up.
Sherry smiled mischeviously and smacked Shawn right against her left buttock, watching her booty jiggle with delight.
Shawn became overwhelmed with pleasure as Sherry asked "Whatcha trying to do 'ere, luv?"
Shawn's long hair turned platinum blonde as she dreamily sighed, "Nothing, honey."
"Good. Now how's about we shake our arses?" Sherry asked.
"Yeah... sure." Shawn... or rather Shana, replied blissfully.
And just like that, the two began shaking their enormous asses to the beat while Monique smirked at two more satisfied customers.