"So, Ms. Uhh..." trailed Monique.
"Meadow," said Meadow. "The green-haired girl's Krystal, but we usually call her Krys."
"So, Meadow, think you'd mind putting helping me with my bush?" She pulled down her shorts and panties, revealing a crotch of coily black hair that grew to almost an inch. The growth was strictly limited to Monique's Mons pubis, with nothing whatsoever growing on her inner thighs or belly.
"It's a pretty nice bush," Meadow said politely. "Much better than I used to be able to grow."
"Yeah well 'pretty nice' ain't good enough," grumbled Monique. "For years I've dreamed of a bush like Krys's: long, wild, and spilling off of my crotch and outta my bikini, untameable."
"Believe me, kid," said Krystal, "it fucking rules!"
Monique nodded. "So, think you could do that for me, Ms. Meadow?"
Meadow giggled. "'Ms.' is for lawyers and CEOs, Monique. I'm just Meadow, or Mead if you like. And yes, I can totally do that for you."
Monique pulled off the last of her clothes and plopped down on the sofa next to Krys and spread her dark-skinned legs to give Meadow room to work. Meadow knelt down and brushed over Monique's preexisting pussy hair. Monique watched happily as it lengthened with each brushstroke, slowly curling out to a length of five and a half kinky inches, sticking straight out like a glossy black firework.
"Fuckin' sweet!" grinned Krystal. "It's even longer than mine!" The punk's hands strayed to her own hairy pussy as her horniness grew stronger and stronger. She slid two fingers in her vagina as she watch Meadow continue to work.
Meadow brushed the hairless outer lips of Monique's pussy, growing slightly shorter hairs on them, about three and a half inches. The hippie then moved onto the black girl's muscled thighs. She experimented with light but long strokes. Her efforts were rewarded: Monique's toned inner thighs sprouted a layer of sparse but long two-inch kinky hairs. She finished the thighs by giving the area a single, harder and shorter, stroke. The coily thigh hair grew to three and a half inches, and a carpet of shorter (half an inch) and downier hairs poked out of the bare spots. Now THAT was some kickass thigh hair!
"Wow, I'm lookin' GOOD!" shouted Monique as she reached down and felt her new pelt of thigh hair. She spotted Krys masturbating to her transformation out of the corner of her eye. She briefly wondered what her Methodist minister dad would think of this, but she decided she didn't care. What she did to her body was her own business and nobody else's.
"Hell yeah, you're lookin' good, Mo!" cheered Mia. "Keep going!"
"Excited for your own turn?" Blair asked Mia.
"You know it!" the Puerto Rican girl answered. She, Blair, and Sierra shared a knowing laugh.
Meadow began on Monique's belly. She coated the lower belly with sparse black hairs before lifting the brush just above Monique's outie bellybutton and coaxing a treasure trail of curling, kinky black hairs down to Monique's bush. Monique tried her best not to pant with arousal as her skin tingled at the growth.
Krys, meanwhile, was nearing her climax as she rubbed at the clit buried in her own haystack of pubes. The punk finally exploded with pleasure. She arched her back and screamed rapturously, her cunt shooting glob after glob of girlcum into the air. Krys caught as many streams as she could in her hand and rubbed them into her bush, matting it sexily. She sighed happily in her post-orgasmic haze.
"Voilą!" Meadow declared. "Your new, improved bush!"
Monique stared in awed disbelief at her giant, sprawling, wild bush. She ran her fingers through the heaping piles of long, kinky hair, tugging at them a bit, and a grin split her face. "It's real! Holy shit, it's real! YEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" The black girl sprawled out seductively on the couch, displaying her pussy-obscuring mountain of coily, black hairs to the room. "Wellllllll..." she drawled amorously, "Who wants to be the first to give this baby a good licking?"