Krystal snapped back. "The fuck do you mean, an Amazon?!!!"
"You heard me."
Meadow stepped between them before things got any more heated.
"The Amazons...those are the warrior women, right? From Greek mythology? They aren't real."
"Like I'm not real? Amazons exist. They've existed for as long as men have walked this world. They just prefer not to be seen. That is, except for moments like this."
A bell rang out, and three people entered the store. The door magically locked behind them, and the windows suddenly covered over with an inky blackness. The light in the room faded until several candles suddenly burst into flame, revealing two Amazons. Both women were over seven feet tall, with sculpted muscular bodies decorated with tattoos and body paint. They wore gold-tinted breastplates that only barely held back their swollen tits, skirts of metal and leather, sandals, and long metal bracelets along the length of their arms. But what Meadow and Krystal noticed first was their hair. One of the Amazons had a short buzzcut, the other a ponytail. One had sideburns and a small, trimmed beard, the other a neatly cut mustache.
Behind them stood a young woman in a flowing Greek-style dress. Unlike the Amazons, she was thin and curvy. Her brunette hair was twisted into a beautiful bouquet of curls held together by a thin metal crown. The light coating of makeup on her face highlighted her full lips, carved cheekbones, and deep blue eyes. Krystal couldn't help herself. The second she laid eyes on the girl, her cock became as thick and straight as a piece of hardwood.
The servant girl giggled. "Artemis, may I service her?", she asked in a syrupy-sweet high-pitched voice. The Amazon with the mustache replied in a voice that was deep yet still clearly female. "Yes."
Krystal froze in place as Circe walked up behind her and stripped her clothes away with a simple wave of her finger. The servant girl walked up, holding the edges of her dress, and then got down to her knees as she began to lick and suck Krystal's member.
"Fuck, that's even better than Hippie-Dippie. Take that fucking dress off, I want to see your...what the fuck?!!!"
She pulled down the girl's dress to discover that her chest was completely flat. And hairy. And that she still had the faint lump of an Adam's apple in her throat. "You're a fucking man?!!!"
The girl smiled and spoke, this time letting his/her voice crack an octave. "I'm sucking your cock. Do you honestly care what I am?"
Krystal was about to say something when she felt herself getting ready to cum. "Fuck it. Just get ready."
Meadow found herself being pushed down as Artemis grabbed the bottom of her face and shoved it right onto Krystal's cock. Meadow tasted salty cum pouring down her throat, this time having no choice but to swallow every drop. Suddenly, she felt it. A rush of energy, awakening her true self.
The girl pulled up her dress, adjusted her hair, and wiped her mouth before stepping back beside the two Amazons. They watched as both Krystal and Meadow underwent their transformations. Both girls grew until they were over seven feet tall. Their bodies packed on ludicrous amounts of muscle. Six-to-eight packs formed underneath their now-massive breasts. And as a finishing touch, both grew thick hair on their chests, arms, legs, crotches, and faces.
Artemis went up to Circe and dropped a sack of gold coins on her counter. "We need to dress and groom our new sisters. Will you help?"
"Of course. I never say no to my best customers."