The doorbell suddenly rang. Meadow hastily grabbed a towel and ran to the door as Becky scrambled for her clothes. Meadow opened the door, greeted by a lovely redhead with pale, freckled skin and bright blue eyes. It was Sierra's friend from college, Sierra Belville. The heiress to a cosmetics fortune, Sierra had relished the freedom of getting away from her ultra-conservative mother's restrictive presence and hang out with a free spirit like Meadow Larkin. She'd even started to grow out her body hair with encouragement from Meadow. The hippie glanced approvingly at Sierra's lightly hairy arms and legs.
"Hi, Mead!" Sierra smiled. "I just dropped by to ask if you and Becky wanted to... oh" Her eyes landed on Meadow's towel. "Did I... interrupt you two?"
Meadow blushed slightly. "Kinda, but it's okay. I'm super excited to show you something!"
The hippie held out her arm for Sierra's inspection. Sierra gasped. The arm was a carpeted by a lush forest of thick, long hairs! Meadow, who'd always had one of the least hairy bodies Sierra had ever seen, was now a magnificent, furry Sasquatch! "Jesus H. Christ, Mead! What the hell happened to you?!"
"Isn't it awesome?!" Meadow squealed, doing a little happy-dance. She hoisted her arm over her head, showing off her gloriously luxuriant armpit hair.
"Y-yeah," stammered Sierra. Her face was starting to flush with arousal. She'd always been into body hair, both on herself and on other girls, and this was some of the best ladyfur she'd ever seen. "B-but... HOW?! I've known you for a year, Meadow Larkin, and you can't grow body hair to save your freaking life! What gives?!"
Meadow smiled knowingly. "Come inside and I'll show you."
Sierra nodded and followed Meadow to the living room. Becky Cooper was lounging on the sofa. Unlike Meadow, Becky was fully dressed, but Sierra could see the swimsuit model's legs growing wild with curly yellow hair beneath her shorts.
"So..." said Sierra, "what's the deal?"
Meadow picked up the brush and held it dramatically up to the sky. "Behold the source of my sorcerous power!" she screamed in a theatrical voice.
"Quit mugging and get to the goddamn point, Mead," said Becky.
Meadow blushed and smiled apologetically. "Oh yeah, sorry. Anyways, I impulse bought this brush from a really weird shop that claimed to sell real magick. The owner, Circe—"
"You mean the one from Greek myth?" Sierra asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I guess," shrugged Meadow. "Anyway, Circe said this brush would grow hair on my body, and she wasn't lying. I mean, get a load of me, girl!" Meadow dropped her towel, displaying her massive, untamed pussy bush and her hairy nipples to the room.
"Holy crap!" gasped Sierra. "Can... can I see it in action?"
"Sure thing!" Meadow grinned. She held the brush to her girlfriend's face. "Becky, do you mind?"
Becky grinned flirtily at her hairy hippie. "Not a bit!"
Meadow gently ran the brush over Becky's upper lip. Sierra stared in awe as a sparse layer of short, bristly blonde hairs slowly sprouted on the bikini model's once smooth lip. The redhead immediately ran up to feel Becky's new whiskers. She softly ran a finger over the fuzz, marveling at its prickly texture.
"Sweet baby Jesus!" gasped Sierra. "It's real! MAGIC'S real!!"
Meadow beamed. "Sure is! You can join our witchy fun if you like."
Sierra was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement. "Would I ever!"