Heather opened her eyes and freaked out “ oh my god Lyle you have giant breasts!” His chest had already swollen to a D.
Grunting and moaning in pleasure as his voice raised an octave “ I set a timer for both of us, youuu will.. ah-ah! forget soon!”
Lyle’s face started breaking and contorting to an angular feminine face framed in his growing platinum mane. His hips compressed as his voice became a breathy soprano his legs bacame shapely his dick grew bigger as his testicles sank in becoming a moist vagina. Finally aging up to 21 her attire changing becoming a denim mini skirt, turquoise tube top, pink bra panties combo and sandals as thick makeup and piercings appeared even on her massive H cup breasts. Her lips inflated and her iq finally dropped becoming a slutty dropout. Heather was having a hard time remembering what she was mad about Lyla was crazy and uninhibited but she always envied and loved her for that.
“Wike what douw you think?”
Heather scratched her head “I don’t get it, you’ve got a new tattoo?”
Suddenly Heather began to feel strange