Ashley was lucky enough to have Sarah as her sub today. Sarah was everything she wanted to be when she was older. Her red haired idol told her stories of her wild college parties, of her time as a cheerleader, and plenty of raunchy things about what she was up to these days.
"It sucks that you're still a teen," Sarah said as she finished a recounting of her latest exploit. "If you were my age, we could go get a beer and check out some real men."
"I know, right?" Ashley sighed, wishing it was possible somehow. "Being your age is the best." The statement had been meant to mean how lucky Sarah was to be old enough to drink and really have a good time. Had Ashley known of her powers, she may have realized such a broad statement could be interpreted as her talking to herself.
Neither noticed as Ashley's face matured, gaining more make-up similar to Sarah. Her breasts pulsed outward, growing into a perky set of DDs. Her toned legs grew slightly longer, while her thighs thickened a little. Her clothing changed as well, altering from her cheerleading uniform a crop top and skinny jeans to advertise her curvy thighs and supple booty.
"You sure it's okay for me to be here Sarah?" Ashley questioned her friend, acknowledging how she, a 23 year old, was sitting in a classroom full of students.
"It's the last period anyway. Who cares if you don't work here?" Sarah answered. "Besides, we need to figure out where we are going tonight. The clubs won't know what hit them!"
Ashley knew Sarah wouldn't steer her wrong. They'd met in college, and become sorority sisters and best friends in no time. She couldn't count how many crazy adventures they'd gotten into together.
The women continued their private conversation until the bell rang, signalling Sarah's freedom. "Finally. Come on, let's go." Sarah said, leading the way into the hall.