Meadow heard a knock on her door and went to open it. On the other side was a girl in a blink-182 hoodie, a plaid miniskirt, ripped fishnets, and converse shoes. Her wild mane of hair was dyed green, and her face was studded with piercings. It was Krystal Brock, Meadow's punky best friend.
Krystal eyed Meadow up and down. Meadow suddenly realized she was still naked. "Well, well," Krystal snickered. "What's goin' on, Meadow? Havin' some 'alone time' with Tiger Lily?" Tiger Lily was Meadow's name for her pussy. She'd told Krystal the name when she and her girlfriend Becky had invited the punk girl over for a threesome.
Krystal squinted. "Where the fuck IS Tiger Lily, anyway? I can't see her under that big-ass merkin you're wearing."
Meadow couldn't help but giggle. "Oh, that isn't a merkin, Krys. Tiger Lily finally grew out her hair!"
Krystal rolled her eyes. "Ugh, don't try to bullshit me, Meadow. You and I both know your pubes always grew in shitty. Now take that fucking rug off your goddamn cunt and get dressed."
Meadow smiled smugly. "YOU take it off."
"Ugggh," groaned Krystal. "Fuck it, whatever." She reached out and tugged at Meadow's dark brown tangle. It stayed firmly attached.
"OWW!" Meadow screamed. "Too hard! Too hard!"
Krystal raised an eyebrow. "The fuck? That must be some powerful shit you used for glue."
"Nope!" Meadow smiled proudly. "That's all me! And check out these babies I got on my pits!" She lifted her arms, showing of the explosion of girlfur under them.
Krystal ran her fingers through the fluffy softness of Meadow's new armpit hair. "Holy shit! This stuff's fuckin' REAL!!"
"And check out my legs!" Meadow squealed happily, shoving a hairy leg into Krystal's arms.
Krystal ran her hand over the thick layer of fuzz. She had to admit, this was pretty awesome. She'd been thinking about growing out her own body hair out, and Meadow's gorgeous plumage was making her green with envy. But there was something decidedly strange about this development. "Where the fuck did this shit COME from, Meadow? Just yesterday, you were almost completely hairless, and suddenly your this glorious fucking cavewoman? What fucking gives?!"
Meadow ran off to the bathroom and emerged with the brush. "I bought this in some kinda New Age shop that just opened. You just brush it over your skin, and hair magically grows! See?" Meadow gently ran the brush over her upper lip. She felt the familiar pleasant tickle in her lip as a thin layer of hair grew in. Not quite a mustache, but a few more strokes could definitely turn it into one.
"Hoooooolllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!" said Krystal as she watched in awe. "Never woulda fuckin' figured you'd learn REAL magic."