Marinette watched the pink smoke envelope Lucy completely as she coughed profusely.
“No! I worked my ass off for all this definition!” Lucy yelled as her muscle slimmed away, leaving her frame softened up.
“Oh wow, that’s cute nail polish!” Jamie smiled.
Lucy looked to see long pink nails with French tips, noticing her softer skin and jeweled bracelets.
“Vait, those designs.... zey are mine.” Marinette said as she watched the tomboy’s tank top melt and stretch into a stylish blouse from her personal line.
Lucy let out a moan as her breasts ballooned out to match Jamie’s in size.
Colin looked on as Lucy desperately tried to wipe the makeup off her face. The glittery pink eyeshadow and lipstick didn’t even smear. Her hairband snapped off as her hair turned wavy and silky. Her shorts melted down her legs, forming a delicate laced skirt to match her shiny pink pumps.
“Lucy?” Colin asked.
“Yes my dear?” Lucy sweetly smiled.
“How are... how are you feeling?” Sam asked as the brunette twirled.
“Totes fab, Sammy!” Lucy chirped, “Marinette’s skirt matches my look!”
Everyone was stunned to see this girl being so.... girly. And nice to Marinette on top of it!
“I vwould say zis worked out nicely.” the French fashionista smiled. “And I have more styles-“
“EEEEEE, more clothes!” Lucy squealed.
The others left for the store as the feminine duo dragged Colin to the living room.