A lacy bra black bra with pink accents catches your eye. When you lift it off the hanger and hold it next to your chest, you stare in awe about the size of boobs it must carry.
“Whoa, I wanna be whoever has puppies big enough to fill this out.” You whisper.
“Oooh that’s a sexy bra you’ve got their babe.” Your still Asian looking girlfriend comments. “I think I know the look you’re going for. Let me give you a hand.”
You follow her around the store as she pulls dresses, shirts, and shoes off shelves. You simply nod or shake your head at her until you have a pile of clothes in your arms.
“Ok baby get in there, get dressed, and my magic will do the rest.” Your girlfriend tells you as she presses her hands on the clothes and a glow emanates from them briefly. “I won’t even know what you look like, but I have an idea.”
“Okay I cant wait to you two as a sexy woman.” You say as you shut the changing room door.
Claire and your GF hear you strip down and they hear you squeeze into the matching panties and hear the sound of your bra clicking as you hook it on. A few more minutes of rustling later they hear a series of loud cracks and snaps as well as the sound of gurgling and an increasingly feminine moan Emirates from the changing room.
“OH... OH... OH MY GOD! THIS FEELS SO GOOD! I FEEL SO BEAUTIFUL!” The girls surprised to hear you shout so loudly in a strange husky voice.
Several cracks and sloshing sounds later Claire and your girlfriend hear you say in a low womanly voice, “come in dears, it’s all over now.” A click unlocking the door signals the pair to hesitantly push into the small changing room. Their jaws drop in awe of the beautiful, sexy MILF in front of them.
You’re currently feeling every inch of you’re sexy curvy body. Your long blonde hair frames your aged yet beautiful face as a shawl wraps around your neck and shoulders. Your large breasts proudly push out from your chest and your wide hips paired with your perfectly shaped ass and thick thighs give you a thick rear. Your hands are long and slender if slightly wrinkled, what part of your body isn’t. You’re shirt is cut low enough to show significant cleavage under your shawl and your pants hang loosely around your lower legs like your loose sleeves do around your arms as you stand in a pair of sexy stilettos. Your face is perfectly formed with your round cheeks and full lips small nose and laugh lines to give you a matronly look.
You spin around flipping your shawl at the two awestruck girls shooting them a smile before asking, “So darlings, what’s next?”