The next morning Abby let out a long yawn and stretched herself awake. She felt... really really good. She still remembered her dream clearly, but it didn’t bother her at all. She felt incredibly refreshed and full of energy. Like she could take on the world and do whatever (or whoever) she wanted. Looking down at herself she saw that, despite her feeling amazing, her skin was now as white as paper. Along with that her pajamas, which she was sure had just been a t shirt and panties had become lace black baby doll lingerie. The see through pattern left so much skin exposed it probably classified more as a net rather than clothes. She also noticed that her breasts had gone up several sizes and her entire body was now hairless, add to that her white skin also had no tan lines. She probably should be freaking out. But a voice in her head told her that she should not worry about it.
She stood up, wobbling a bit thanks to her new center of gravity and climbed up the ladder to see Jessica on the top bunk.
The blond was still asleep and had obviously gone through an upgrade last night as well. Her blond hair was longer, her breasts and ass were much bigger. Her pajamas had also become a sleeveless crop t shirt. She clearly had an incredible time last night, as her blanket was thrown to the side, her body was covered in sweat, and she had a hand jammed into her panties. Abby gulped as she saw her glistening room mate sound asleep. Jessica then moaned: “Abby...” in her sleep. The goth girl on question blushed then shook her friend awake.
The blonds eyes fluttered open and she smiled.
“Morning beautiful,” she began yawning “I just had the most incredible dream.”
“I can see that.” Abby said gesturing to her soaked panties.
The blond blushed then yanked her hand away from her loins. Then she noticed her roommates much paler complexion and heavier make up. She also noticed the skimpy black lace lingerie she was wearing wearing contrasting her snow white .
“Woah, you look... beautiful.” She said dreamily. Abby rolled her eyes and crossed her arms hoisting up her now much larger breasts.
“Now which one of us ‘wasn’t a lesbian again?’”
The two girls giggled at that. The Jessica looked down and noticed her much larger breasts and toned midriff.
“Oh. My. God!” She gave her double D’s a good squeeze.
“It must have been something in the food we ate last night.” Abby reasoned.
“Whatever it is. I love it!” Jessica said. “Crap, what time is it?”
Abby slid down the latter and looked at her phone “6:52”.
“Fuck!” Shouted Jessica. “We gotta hurry up and get ready if we want to eat breakfast and get to class on time.”
Jessica jumped down from the top bunk, her breasts jiggling up and down.
“We’re going to need to take a shower at the same time.”
“Whaaaaat?”
“It’s faster than both of us waiting for the other to get out. Plus we’re both girls so it won’t be too awkward.”
A part of Abby’s mind wanted to protest. Both being girls had nothing to do with it, something else was clearly going on, it cried. But that was a small part small and quickly being over ridden by a larger, much hornier part of her.
“You’re right. Nothing awkward about sharing a shower with your room mate to save time.”
They both smiled and held hands.
The shared shower turned out to be incredibly awkward. Particularly because both girls still weren’t used to their new proportions. And also because both kept touching one another probably more than necessary. Multiple their hands, thighs, butts, and breasts rubbed against one another eliciting moans. Despite that the goth and the blond both got clean and dry in record time.
“What happened to my clothes!?”
Abby’s outfit she layed out the night before had changed. Becoming a set of fishnet stockings, high heel boots, black leather skirt, white tube top with cartoon skull on the front, and short sleeve black shrug.
“There is no way this is aloud.”
Jessica saw her outfit and shrugged.
“I don’t see an issue with it.”
Abby turned around and once again her jaw dropped. Jessica was wearing a pink and white cheer leader top stretched to the absolute limit over her bosom, and a micro skirt with a red thong straps visible coming up and out over her waist.
“What are you wearing?”
Jessica smiled and gave a little twirl.
“My old cheerleader uniform. I’m surprised it still fits after all these years.”
It clearly didn’t fit and would probably burst at any moment. But her best friend wearing such a thing did make her feel better about wearing a skimpy outfit like this...