“Hey, I’m feeling better now, sorry that I didn’t follow you…” Shara said as she saw him in the middle of Ash riding his dong with a fading smile.
Colin finally pushed her off and stumbled to his feet as Shara’s messy purple hair swished around.
“Wait, I can explain!” Colin said, “She tricked me into it! I didn’t even know that-!”
Without a second of warning, Shara’s foot collided with his dripping junk with all the fury of a raging bull.
“This is my stop.” Angela told her Uber as the car pulled to a stop.
As she tapped her phone to pay, she turned to Colin’s apartment clutching her big surprise.
All of a sudden a booming scream filled the air as a bright pink flash burst from the windows, prompting Angela to run out of the tiny Kia full sprint.
Shara rubbed her eyes as she suddenly realized she was stepping out of a weird pink void.
“Uhhhhhh…. Whaaaat happened?” Shara groaned as she rubbed her eyes.
Then she got a good look at her hands.
“Ummmm like, why are my nails super long and purplely?” The tanned beauty asked herself, giggling “Oh my gawd, I sound like Lisa!”
The bangles around her wrists jangled as she ran her hands through her hair, realizing that it was a lot silkier now.
“Wait a minute… did I like, forget my hair dye?” She asked as she realized it was mostly blonde now. “And when did I put earrings on?”
She headed for the bathroom to get a better look.
The click-clack of her steps got her thinking ‘It’s never this easy for me to walk in heels… hey, since when was I wearing heels?’
And that’s when she flipped the light switch.
She found herself looking at some random tanned bimbo giving her a weird, confused face.
Her hair was a golden blonde with streaks of pastel purple, done up in a giant poofy ponytail. Her eyelids and her lips were absolutely plastered with a glittery pastel purple. She had on big gold hoop earrings and a sapphire loaded necklace resting against her- holy cow.
To say she was built different was an understatement; squeezed in a tiny blue sequin top was a set of breasts that’d put Lisa to shame! She’d only seen this size once before on one of Marinette’s models… 20 J she believed the measurement was. Her toned midriff led down to a denim miniskirt covering some tanned “cake” that looked like Tina sat in bronzer! Her thighs were like tree trunks.
‘ I’m sure Colin’s been all over- wait, maybe she knows where he is!’ Shara smiled as she took a breath.
“Ummm excuse me? Did you like, see a hottie called Coll-?”
Shara covered her mouth, and slowly looked down.
“Omigawd, that’s me!” Shara gasped as she jumped back.
She squeezed her bust back into the top as she realized she wasn’t wearing a bra, her dark tan nipples noticeably wider than she remembered them.
She spotted on the floor and tried to put it on, but it wouldn’t budge!
“Wait a minute, I’m like, waaaay bigger than that… right?” Shara asked herself.
That’s when a stunned Angela rounded the corner.
“What in the- Shara?” Angela asked completely flustered.
“Hey girl, you seen Shara anywhere?” Alya asked as she walked in and nearly got a nose bleed.
“Hiii girls…” Shara waved nervously.
“Omigawd, Shari you’re so pretty!” Lisa shouted.
“What happened to you?” Angela asked.
“Uhhhh I can’t remember, everything was all pink and shiny and then this!!!!” Shara shouted as she grabbed her own chest.
All of a sudden Shara stopped panicking and started kneading her own chest.
‘That feels… good… like, really really good…’ She thought as her eyes glowed pink ‘This isn’t bad… it’s totes amazing!’
All of a sudden Shara’s lips turned up into a ditzy smile as she snapped back to the moment.
“Hiiiiii girls!!!” Shara smiled.
“You already said that.” Angela said.
“Oh gawd you’re right!” Shara giggled.
“Well…. It’s good to see you feeling better, but where’s Colin?” Angela asked.
“I dunno…” Shara said as she played with her ponytail.
“Whose bra is this?” Angela said as she picked up the lingerie Shara failed to slip on.
“Who’s Ashleigh?” Lisa said scratching her head.
“Let’s find out….” Angela said as she heard thumping and creaking in the bedroom.