Zattana made the wish and Nick transformed into a goth girl like Zattana. Nick’s skin was getting soft, taking a femmine shape, growing pale, her eyes went from a light brown to a grey color. Then his face morphed into the shape of a full lipped gothic girl with a button nose. He shrunk to 5 foot. His penis then shrank and shrank until it eventually withered into his body. Her breasts developed and ballooned into juicy J-cups as her hips flared out giving her curvy hips, fat thighs but a bigger heart shaped booty than Zattana’s. Lastly her stomach filled with fat until it ballooned out forming wee muffin top. Zattana’s emerald green snake like eyes widen as memories of her beautiful best friend Phoebe flooded into her brain.
“How’s my baby doing?” Phoebe asked. She had a rare condition that ment every month her pussy would be replaced by a dick. It was small dick but when she had a boner it would be one of the biggest dicks in the school. That’s how they were able to perform the pregnancy ritual. “We are bolth doing fine.”
Phoebe then began talking about school that day and a rock concert they were scheduled to attend the following Saturday. Phoebe then patted her muffin top complaining about sugar and doing self body image put downs. Phoebe was complaining about how guys don’t bother with her because of her muffin top and just want to sleep with her because of her sizable cup size.
Zattana walked over and started to make out with her. Their toughs were in each other’s mouth exploring every inch of them. After they were done Zattana up “Phoebe I wish you’d stop trying to count calories or shame your self.”
Instantly Phoebe began to balloon out her but and thighs taking the biggest damage. She gained the biggest ghetto body ever that hung half way out of her pants exposing her ass crack amd two fleshy tree trunks that became encased in leggings almost tearing them at the seams. She grew a second chin as her face bloated giving her chubby cheeks. Her arms became meaty and her muffin top became a paunch riding up her shirt over her pale belly button
before it magically altered in the nick of time as another surge of fat rushed it’s way into her body finalizing in a shelf of L-cups fighting for air, chubby arms, big chunky thighs and pronounced soft pale gut that her massive cleavage rested on. Her hot topic hipster t-shirt barely covered her stomach. Zattana then remember how much she loved tracing her fingers across the solf crevasses and her back folds.
They engaged in another kiss Zattana practically sinking into Phoebe’s breasts and belly as they did.
“Are you referring to me or this one?” Zattana asked patting her pregnant belly