Wendy pushed Christy aside and threw her arms around Colin sobbing in relief.
“Don’t you EVER scare me like that again!” Wendy snapped through misty eyes.
“G-Got it.” Colin groaned as he flipped onto his pillow.
“Let him rest Wendy, he’s gonna be here for a week.” Zoya said.
“What did you do to him?!” Wendy shouted at Christy.
“I didn’t mean to!!!!” Christy bawled.
“He’s okay! He’s just fatigued.” Zoya said.
“A week in here will do him some good… if you’re finished, visiting hours are over.” Lori added.
Christy wiped her eyes and walked away as Zoya was called to assist an old man with crutches.
“Get well soon.. I love you…” Wendy sighed as she kissed him.
His whole body shined bright pink as a blinding light engulfed Wendy.
She looked down at her hands and watched her fingernails grow long and polish themselves pink.
“Woah… what the- ahhhhhhh….” Wendy gasped as her chest grew insanely warm.
Her shirt began to tear and strain, growing tighter and tighter as she moaned.
“Ahhhhh… AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Wendy shouted as her bra gave out and her shirt tore open, making her realize that her breasts had grown to a cup size of 80G.
“The fuck?” Wendy mouthed as her hairbands snapped off and long pink locks draped down her shoulders.
Wendy dung around in her pocket for her phone and ended up pulling a compact out.
“T-This isn’t mine!” Wendy panicked as she opened it to see an older woman with heavy eyeshadow and luscious, plump lips painted a rich plum purple.
“Wait a minute…. Is that *cough cough* Is- *cooough*..” Wendy choked as her voice got a bit deeper, looking in the mirror with a breathy “Is that me?”
Wendy slapped her hand over her mouth as her clothes started to melt and warp into a tight red dress topped with a black suit jacket as her legs suddenly stretched out. She stood as tall as Sam, even taller as her sneakers stretched out into 8 inch heels.
Wendy felt the urge to scream out loud as a shining pink overtook her eyes… a soft, seductive smile spreading across her face.
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Colin stepped out of Zoya’s car as she walked him up the stairs.
“Thanks, Zoya.” Colin sighed.
The doctor kissed him with a soft “You’re welcome….” as she opened the door.
“Hi sweetie, dinner’s on the stove!” The new Wendy smiled as she pecked him on the cheek.
“Wendy?” Colin asked.
She giggled “Of course silly, who else would it be?”
“Well last time at the hospital you seemed a bit… younger…” Colin said.
“Sorry you missed my 38th birthday, there’s still cake in the fridge.” Wendy smiled.
38th?!?! Last time Colin checked, his girlfriend was 25 like he was!
“Damn girl, you’re 38 a still looking that fine?” Alya asked.
“Yeah Wendy, he’ll be back at work by tomorrow.” Zoya said. “How’s Mark holding up as your assistant?”
“He’s holding up great, dear.” Wendy smiled as a timer dinged.
‘Wait, Wendy’s supposed to be the assistant manager… what happened?!’ Colin thought as he remembered the pink flashes that made certified milfs out of Bargain CO’s customers.
It was Lisa all over again; no one else in the harem noticed anything was off, in fact as far as they seemed to know Wendy was always the oldest of the bunch.
It was so surreal seeing Wendy, who barely ever cooked before, working in the kitchen with Marinette.
It was… wagu steak and lobster?! It was good, but it just felt too surreal.
That all went to the background as he saw the new Wendy laying nude on his bed with her legs spread.
“Ready for desert, sweetie?” Wendy asked.
Colin wasted no time burying his face between her thighs and running his tongue around her damp steamy pussy.
All of a sudden Wendy yelped and threw a sheet over her body.
Colin got out from under the sheets to see….