"Transform then, entertain me. It better be good or I'll do you worse." Jen said.
"Oh, don't worry about me Jen, I've had this planned out all night. For your transformation, it will be determined upon whoever sees you next! In fact, the next person who sees you, you will transform into their most perverted fetish. And if you know anything about rule 34, Jennifer Smith, it's that this world is full of crazy people, with twisted fantasies that they love to get off to. You will stay this way until this person has their perverted way with you. Oh, and since you become the epitome of their fantasies Jen? They won't be able to resist, and after a little while, you won't be able to either."
"You're delusional, and also, likely expelled after this one Kyle."
"Not likely Jen. You'll find out soon enough that this is very real. I look forward to today Jen." The phone went dead and Jennifer was left holding her phone to her ear, when suddenly a voice came from behind her.
"Hey Sis!" It was Aubrey, Jen's older sister by one year. She'd graduated and was already attending University. Roughly the same height as Jen, she was a little thicker but in all the right ways. Brunette hair cascaded down her shoulders and over the blue V-neck she wore tight against DD tits. Her midriff was showing off her naval ring, and tight jeans finished off the ensemble.
Jen's blood ran cold when she started to feel an itch roll across her skin. Before she knew it, tattoos had started to print themselves into her flesh. Her tits grew from respectable C cups into large malleable size E, and a large blue butterfly printed itself into and across her cleavage line, very visible in her pink bra.
Aubrey was in a trance, her eyes glazing over as the changes took place on her barely younger sister. Jennifer not only boasted tattoos across her now massive tits, but placed like stickers on her arms and legs, slutty and delicious! Additionally, and perhaps to Aubrey, most especially, body hair began to sprout on her sisters legs, first light, then darker as they pushed the tattoos behind a forest of leg hair. Her armpits did the same, growing out like a hirsute woman confident in her body, followed by a happy trail disappearing behind her skirt.
The rest of Jen filled out as well, adding another 30lbs of fat to her hips and belly and upper arms. Despite herself Aubrey was so turned on she already had reached for her crotch without realizing it.
"Aubrey?" Jennifer said, slowly lowering her phone. She caught a glance in the china hutch of what had just happened and would have screamed if Aubrey hadn't tackled her at just that moment.
To Aubrey, Jennifer was everything. A beautiful voluptuous woman who was confident in her body, and knew who she was. A nose ring appeared in Jen's left nostril, and the lightest hint of peach fuzz graced her jawline. Aubrey had had enough and planted a wet kiss on Jen's neck burying her face as the unique scent of a hairy woman filled her nostrils.
Jen lay there in shock, feeling the wetness of her tongue dig into the flabbier skin around her neckline. She lifted Jen's left arm and again shoved her nose into the hair growing there, as thick as any man's. Before long her tongue was out again, tasting the skin and sweat.
She came up for air after a moment, staring into the changed eyes of her sister, pure lust raging through. Then she planted a deep affectionate kiss on her lips. Despite herself Jen gave in. She couldn't deny how good it felt, something she'd never experienced before, and just like that Kyle's words echoed in her head.
She couldn't resist either. And she didn't want to. She pushed her tongue into Aubrey's mouth and that set Aubrey over the edge. She ripped Jen's bra off, suckling the hairy nipples, licking across the butterfly tattoo before attacking the other. She kissed all the way down her body, lapping at the happy trail down to her nether regions.
For the next hour, the two sisters were alone, and in bliss. It felt as wrong as it did right and there was no holding back. Aubrey spent so much time to taste and feel every hairy inch of her sister's body. Getting equally turned on by the ink that had pasted itself so carelessly across her skin. And when it was all over, and the two women had had their fill of one another, lying breathlessly on the floor, Jen changed back. Slowly the hair receded, the tattoos faded, and her body retracted to its normal size.
Aubrey almost coming out of her daze, completely naked staring at her sister's reforming body, spoke up. "No one can know about that. I don't know what came over me, but that should not have happened." She smiled regardless, "but that was incredible and everything I have ever wanted."