Just as Meadow was about to hand the brush to Krys, there was a loud knock at the door. "Just a sec," said Meadow as she draped the towel back over her nude, shaggy body. "It might be Becky."
When Meadow opened the door, it was indeed her girlfriend Rebecca "Becky" Cooper. Becky was a bikini model who never allowed so much as a single hair to grow on her body. Meadow couldn't help but imagine her covered in glorious golden hair. "Hey, Becky!" Meadow smiled. "What's up?"
Becky groaned. "I just lost my job! All because I gained a single pound! ONE POUND!!! Damn those modeling agencies and their impossible standards! I came here for a little comfort sex!" She glanced at Meadow's towel. "Having some friends over? Good. I could use an orgy right now."
Meadow grinned. "It's kind of a special orgy, Beck. There's sort of a theme."
"Oh?" asked Becky. Her eyes locked onto Meadow's arms. "Hey, is that actual arm hair? I thought you could barely grow any. I know how hard you've tried."
"That's part of the theme," said Meadow. "Come in, there's a surprise waiting for you!" She gleefully tugged her shaven girlfriend into her apartment, eager to introduce her to the wonders of the magic brush.
Becky was greeted by a naked Krystal Brock and a topless Sierra Belville. Well, Sierra wasn't QUITE topless. She was wearing some kind of ridiculous shaggy hood over her head. Becky assumed it was some kind of fetish. She also spotted a truly enormous merkin on Krystal's pussy, completely covering up the thin landing strip Becky remembered Krystal having from the nude beach. Taking another glance at Sierra, Becky noticed the heiress was wearing some kind of extreme fake hair on her arms. The orgy obviously had a hair theme. Becky cursed herself for not bringing her merkin that Meadow so loved seeing her in. Oh well, there were probably spares. She flipped her pale blonde locks out of her face and began undressing herself for the fun ahead.
Meadow dropped her towel. "Soooo... whaddaya think, Becky?" Becky drank in her girlfriend's nude body. At first she thought Meadow was also wearing a merkin, but that didn't explain all the hairs on her arms and legs. Becky squinted and even saw some strands of dark brown hair growing around Meadow'd nipples and on her upper lip. Could all this hair be... real? Even Sierra's?!
"HOW?!!" was all Becky managed to say as she pulled off her underwear.
Meadow held up the brush. "See this little baby? I bought it in this strange little shop that just opened. The owner said it was magic. It grows hair on any skin it brushes!" Meadow did a little happy dance, her ample bush bouncing as she did so.
"Magic?!" Becky asked incredulously. "I don't mean to sound like I doubt you, babe, but... you're really asking me to believe there are forces in our universe that can do... THAT?!!" She gestured at Sierra's luxuriant red mane. "That HAS to be a costume!" She walked over to Sierra, grabbed her thick mane, and tried to tug it off.
"OWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!!" screamed Sierra. "Leggo of my mane you crazy bitch! You'll tear it out like that!!"
Becky flinched and stopped tugging. She subconsciously started running her hands through Sierra's mane instead. It was so soft, so silky. As she rubbed it, Becky was surprised to discover it ran all the way down to Sierra's ass. Was it weird to be getting into this? Becky certainly hoped not. She let go of Sierra's mane and turned to Meadow.
"I can still barely believe this, babe," said Becky.
Meadow laughed. "You do EVERYTHING barely! Sorry, bad pun?"
Becky snickered. "A little."
"Perhaps a quick firsthand experience will convince you," she said.
"You mean the brush?" asked Becky. "Won't work, love. I had all my body hair lasered when I started modeling."
"Believe me," called Sierra, "that doesn't matter!"
Meadow gently gave Becky's bald pussy a single brushstroke. Becky jumped as a sensual tickling sensation spread through her crotch. She looked on in fascination as a thin dusting of downy blonde hairs poked out of the small patch of skin Meadow had brushed. She reached her hand down and felt the soft hairs. "Jesus! It's real!"
"Cool, huh?" Meadow smiled.
"I must be freaking dreaming!" Becky gasped. "Hell, might as well enjoy the dream before I wake up!"
Meadow approached Becky again with the brush. "You're sayin' you wanna go further?"
"Bullshit!" yelled Krystal. "You were about to fucking do me!"
Meadow glanced at Becky. "You willing to wait, babe?"