Rhianna chuckled playfully as she returned to straddling her chair, “oh yes I will. But first, let’s clean you up a little bit. Can’t afford to leave things to the imagination here.” Once again, the pendulum swung, and Janine surrendered to it, in mind and body.
“I am naturally free of body hair, and my skin is smooth and clear. My clothes are folded up next to my bags, leaving me with a simple leotard”
Ten thousand points of electricity, fine as needles, hit Janine across her body as hairs retracted into her pores. Janine squirmed helplessly in her chair as freckles and moles vanished in waves across her body, the sheer number of sensations being too much to process. She practically jumped as a concentrated jolt of pleasure hit her groin, almost penetrating through her as her bush gradually vanished.
Janine took in a shaky breath, half-whimpering from overstimulation as the changes to her body finished, but there was one last indignity to be inflicted for now. A chill breeze caressed her stomach as her clothing vanished in an instant, Janine’s arms instinctively pulled against their restraints in a vain attempt preserve some fragment of modesty from Rhianna.
Thankfully for her, the feeling was short lived, as synthetic fibers began to appear and spread across her midsection. The sky-blue undergarment didn’t pleasure her directly, unlike the other changes, but the material gently pressed and rubbed against her skin, teasing the poor girl further.
Janine squeezed her legs together as hard as she could, whether it was to resist herself, or to finally push herself over the edge, she couldn’t say; but the touch confirmed just how luxurious she felt now, smooth as marble, yet soft as a pillow, even with her lanky build.
“Oh, Janine dear, you’re coming along wonderfully! But I need you to stay loose for me, so I’m going to give you something I’ve been wanting to try for ages...” Janine’s eyes shot open as the watch began swinging again,
“I’m an incredibly early bloomer, my mind and body are just reaching maturity now, though I’m still in the same year as befor-aaaaAHHHHHHH”
The transformation didn’t even have time to get going before it pushed Janine over the edge, she gushed out harder than ever in her life, harder than she thought possible, as every cell in her body began to shift.
The already tall girl’s legs began to extend, taking her height well past 6 ½ feet, fat and muscle wove and churned underneath her perfect skin, adding definition to her shins and shape to her thighs. Even as they filled in though, a gap formed between her legs as her hips flared out, exposing a swollen camel-toe, glistening as nature’s lubricant leaked through the crotch of her outfit. The material stretched tighter and tighter against Janine’s swollen labia as her bum ballooned out, forming a modest but pert bubble.
Janine stopped paying attention to the changes as her waist slimmed up and curved out, orgasms erupted and echoed through her body again and again like a fireworks show, blowing away almost any other thought or feeling, even her fear was smothered in the wave of pure sensation.
Her head lolled back limply as an involuntary moan streamed from her mouth, her eyes became vacant, struggling to even stay open. A few spare neurons in Janine’s brain fired brightly enough over the din to form one last coherent thought as she began to drift away,
‘Well, if this is the last thing I experience while I’m still me… then that’s not too bad, right? Goodbye world, at least you gave me this, I guess… and to… who, or whatever takes my place… fu- er… ugh... I don’t even… know…’
“Woah there,” Rhianna carefully grabbed her delirious captive’s head, bringing it up to the watch, “not that loose, we still have work to do.”
“No matter how much pleasure I experience, I will remain conscious and fully aware at all times,”
The massaging sensation in Janine’s head returned, but this time it was overpowered by an ice-cold spike of sobriety and raw FOCUS plunging through her brainstem. She gasped, shooting to attention as her train of thought jerked back into motion. A haze permeated her mind what she had been subjected to, yet in her haste, Rhianna had given her more control than she could’ve possibly intended.
Vivid fantasies of submission danced through her mind. Temptations to become clay and be shaped freely, to give form to the most addled icons of the human imagination whispered in every unchecked thought. But now, her rational mind had enough power to fight through this ego-dissolving lust, to fight for her sanity against whatever might come next, maybe even fight against this alpha-bitch who thought she could make Janine her plaything.
“Oh wow,” Rhianna piped up, once again straddling her chair, “didn’t think it would pop your cherry that hard, but I’m glad we did, it came out great!”
Rhianna grabbed a mirror and held it up for Janine to look at her new adult-ish body, but after a brief glance, Janine threw her head back in uncontrolled laughter.
The mixture of fear, anger, and arousal she was saturated in was confusing enough as is, but Rhianna acting all friendly through this was just too much.
But the worst part? Rhianna was right. Her face sharpening and maturing, and her legs being the right length for her body, would’ve been a dream come true by themselves. But now she had CURVES, like actual hips and a fit core and… her skin… and she even could even see proper boobs under this dumb leotard Rhianna had her wearing!
“So, Janine, like I implied earlier, with bigger transformations like this, there’s a lot of room for interpretation. That’s why I’m trying to show you such a good time. If you resist, if you hate what happens, you’ll just taint yourself in the end. But if you want me to help you, we can make you something better, together! Look at you now, just a few tweaks, and you’re already a little makeup and wardrobe short of an easy 7/10!”
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A 7? WITH all the works?
Wow
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Fuck you, Rhianna, you absolute buzzkill.