Kim’s smirking eyes wander up and down your body as she slowly guides your hand, sweeping the medium pink light up and down your whole body.
You feel your growing hair tickling your neck and cascading around your shoulders—it feels so silky. As the light lingers on your chest, you feel what you can only describe as a pleasurable stretching as breasts swell—stopping first at nice B-cups, but the tingling resumes as Kim makes another pass over your new bust with the light, expanding your new breasts to Cs, Kim’s new size. With the third and fourth pass, the strangely pleasant feeling almost overtakes you, and you barely notice your waist pinching, you hips gently spreading, your thighs softening, and ass rounding.
You tear your eyes away from your massive E-cup breasts to meet Kim's gaze. She locks eyes with you as you feel the final change—a squiggling and pulling in your crotch.
“WhAt?” you squeak, unused to your new voice, “What the hell, Kim? I thought you were trying to tell me I needed to work out a little or that my cock was too small or something, not—THIS! It's not that hard to tell me you realized you're a lesbian. Whatever, you can change me back now."
"I can't—not yet. I told you i have something to show you, and it's not that,” replied Kim.
"Fine. What then? Let's get this over with,” you say, not in the mood for a lengthy argument—hearing that sexy, dick-hardening voice come out of your own mouth was…unsettling.
“Okay,” Kim began, keeping that mischievous tone. “Lesson 1” *tweak* and “Lesson 2” *tweak* she said, punctuated by pinches on your still-erect nipples that looked like they were about to win their fight to poke holes in your shirt. “There’s a time and a place for nipple play—but they need to be prepared.”
“Ouch!” you yell as you stumble backward, tripping over your tiny feet. “How do women ever stand up on these delicate little things?” you think silently as you begin to realize how ample the new backside you just landed on is, “Especially when they are so…top-heavy.” You felt like a particularly inelegant Jenga tower, even if you didn’t look like one.”
“Fine. Respect the boo, uh, breast. Got it. Change me back now?” you purred “Ugh! THIS DAMN VOICE!”
“No,” Kim laughed. “Our problem was that you just don’t know how to pleasure a woman. You were never disrespectful or inattentive. But those were just the first lessons. You have much to learn if we’re going to make this work.”
This was turning out to be more than you bargained for, but it sounded like Kim was open to getting back together. You took the hand she offered and teetered back to your feet. “How many lessons are there?”
“Consider yourself a womens studies major for the next month.”
“A MONTH!” you moaned.
But Kim was already walking away. “I have a few stops to make before we head back to campus. You coming?”
You automatically replied, “That’s what she…” You stopped and Kim snickered. The joke seemed less funny when you could now be the she under discussion.