Grinning, Erin slides the full trashbag off her rod and closes it off. She then pulls off the now comically oversized sweatshirt, revealing her new body.
Gone was the spare tire of fat around her waist, as well as her ample chest. Her shoulders had narrowed, giving her a very petite build to go with her barely five foot height. Her new look brought to mind a gymnast with a steroid problem. Her compact shoulders were still tight with muscle, and her arms had great definition while not being bulky at all. Her chest showed off well defined pectorals, with a hard six pack below that. Her generously sized cock stood proudly, easily a foot of sensitive flesh making a mockery of her overstretched pink panties. Her lower body set a contrast, generously proportioned unlike the compact tightness above. This too was very fit, with her legs and ass giving the impression of countless hours doing squats.
Her skin had cleared completely, all scars, moles, and body hair erased; leaving every inch of her skin flawless and inviting. Her golden hair fell behind her shoulders to tickle the top of the globes of her ass.
'I'd beg you to tell me this isn't a dream, but I know it isn't. My subconscious isn't anywhere this sex crazed.'
Erin shifts her gaze to the spunk filled trash bag. 'will some of that finish you off? I know my tongue felt the tip of yours ready to pop out.'
Kat nodded and grabbed two beer mugs from her closet. They then popped the bag into the trashcan and opened it up. Two scoops and they were each holding a goopy mug of Erin's purple jizz.
'Cheers!' they clinked glasses. Kat proceeded to chug as fast as the thick consistency would allow. She soon scooped her mug for seconds. Then thirds.
Warmth flooded her groin. She laughed in anticipation as her womanhood spread wide as her new manhood emerged from within.
'Goodbye tampons! Goodbye cramps! Burn my bras and take my back pain with you.'