"Come on", said Meadow. "Let's get dressed and head back into town . The magic store must have something else that can fix you". Truthfully, the thought of hiding her beautiful new crop of hair made her upset, but she wasn't yet ready to show the world her new self.
Sierra wiped away her tears, happy to have such wonderful friends.
As much as she wanted to be her old hairy self, the thought of causing hair to sprout and grow over the bodies of the other two girls was making her mad with lust. A damp spot slowly spread through her panties. "Mead, it's still early. I think we have time for a little more fun before we go", Sierra almost whined. "And look, you never finished with Krys, it wouldn't be fair to make her wait just because of my bitch of a mom".
Krystal had pulled on her short skirt, and was running her fingers through the four inches of thick, curly blonde hair that resolutely continued to show. "Hmm" she asked, as she saw the other girls both looking at her. Meadow with curiosity, Sierra with lust in her eyes.
Sierra picked up the brush and leered at Krys, "get back on the sofa you blonde bitch. I'm gonna make you a yeti before we leave this house". "Fuck yeah!" Krystal stripped of what few clothes she had put back on and practically jumped back into the sofa.
"Those too", said Sierra, indicated Krys' boots and socks. And off they came.
Sierra took both of Krys' hands in her own and raised them high above her head. At the same time she leant in close, placing her mouth firmly over Krys', their tongues immediately exploring each other mouths. Opening her eyes during the kiss Sierra could just see Krys's left armpit. Bringing the brush up, she rubbed it quickly, vigorously over the pit. Krystal squirmed, the sensation bordering on pain. Stopping as soon as it began, leaving a pleasing tingle in it's wake. The armpit quickly began to push out hair. The dirty yellow hairs didn't grow especially long, but they were incredibly thick, curling over each other like little blonde waves. Krystal couldn't see the hair grow, but she could feel it, and the sensation made her rub her thighs together. She was on the verge of orgasm already.
Sierra too was madly aroused, not only at seeing the hair grow, but at having the power to make it happen again and again. She repeated the action in Krystal's left pit, pushing up to straddle her on the sofa. Doing so bought her pussy in direct contact with Krystal's monster bush, the sensation itself giving her a small orgasm. Krystal smiled, recognising the tremors running through the body of the sexy redhead astride her. Krystal turned her head sideways so that she could stick her tongue into the thick patch of hair in her pit. It looked and felt amazing. "Don't... stop..." She managed to say in between panting and tonguing her own pit hairs.
Sierra didn't know whether Krys was referring to the fucking or the bruishing. Didn't care. She had no intention of stopping either. She starting thrusting herself backwards and forwards, Krys' bush massaging her pussy lips and clit. She looked at Krystal's face, and held the brush before her. She hesitated, head tilted slightly, waiting for permission. Krystal was too aroused to even speak so instead just thrust her head forwards, her cheek making slight contact with the brush and immediately pushing out a thin coating of blonde fuzz.
Sierra played the brush infront of Krys' ears, over her eyebrows and in the gap between. Her thrusting picked up pace as Krystal grew a thick bushy monobrow that wouldn't have been out of place on a cavewoman. Sexy blonde sideburns grew down the side of her face. Sierra finished up by applying a quick light brush over the entirety of Krys' face, causing thin blonde fuzz to sprout up everywhere to match the patch Krystal had caused. The hairs practically invisible until they caught the light.
Krystal, unable to see the changes to her face, turned sideways so that she could feel the new hairs rub against the arm of the sofa. As such, she didn't see what Sierra was planning next, and was surprised when she felt the bristles of the brush on her tits. Sierra made two slow circular motions around each nipple, then a third. And a fourth. Dirty blonde hairs curled out of the pores around Krys' areola, just a few at first, but they were quikly joined by many more spiraling away from her nipples. Once the hair there had stopped growing it was far thicker than Meadow's, and far beyond what could pass for normal on a woman. "Fucking awesome!" Krystal exclaimed.
Sierra leant forward and took one of Krystal's nipples in her warm mouth. Tickling it with her teeth and swirling her tongue first around the tip, and then through the beautiful hair she had caused to grow there. The sensations were electric for both of them. Both girls came simultaneously and crying out, before collapsing in each others arms.
"If that's out of your systems now", said Meadow, feigning irritation when really she'd very much enjoyed the show. "We should probably get to the store before it closes".
"But Mead", whispered Krystal, through ragged breaths "I'm not done yet. I need hairy legs! And arms! And.."
"You can wait until we come back", Meadow interupted. "Besides, it's nice to have something to look forward too".
Krystal didn't have enough breath to argue, so only nodded. Sierra ran her tongue up the side of Krys' fuzzy face, and gave her one last quick kiss, before getting off the sofa to put her clothes back on.
Krys admired her new self in the mirror as she dressed herself. Probably a good job they hadn't done her legs, since she only had a short skirt and ruined fishnets. Her hoodie covered her practically furry breasts from view, and her hood hid her sideburns.
Meadow put on some jeans and a long sleeve top. Sierra was please to see a couple of rips in the denim over Meadows thighs, which clearly showed the dark sexy hairs hidden there.
Forty five minutes later all three girls were stood before Circe, having explained Sierra's predicament.
"So"' asked Meadow "is there anything you can do for her?"