" No way i'm staying here much longer ! Come on, Tiff, try to cover yourself up with those rags, will you !" urged Katie.
" Rags ? This shirt wasn't exactly cheap you now ?" Tiff growled.
But she did what she was told. Somehow her friends distress affected her. She had never seen Katie so unsettled before.
After a few minutes she had fashioned her ripped shirt and trousers to a loincloth and bra.
Katie meanwhile grapped all the cans of Formula-R she could find, and some others too.
She turned around an looked at her friend. She cringed a bit. In that loincloth she did even more look like a cavewoman.
Though the changes in her shape weren't so worse as Katie first thought.
Tiff still looked like a girl, somehow. She was definitely better developed. And her figure looked like that of a fitness competitor.
But she hadn't become a muscle monster.
Even her stance was almost as erect as before. But, boy, she was really hairy. More than any woman Katie had ever seen.
This, and her primitive features, would gather quite some attention. Of the unwanted kind.
Quite some time and a lot of hiding, detours, and complains from Tiff later ,the two friends had safely reached Katie's house. Fortunately
Katie's parents where away over the weekend.
A few hours later, Tiff stood in the door of Katie's room, wearing a borrowed shirt, And Katie had just finished to give her an update on the last few millennia of human evolution.
"This is so unreal Katie ! You're telling me that my kind doesn't even exist anymore !"
"Tiff please, you're so stuborn ! I told you already there is no 'your kind' or 'my kind' ! You have been transformed !" Tiff rolled her eyes .
"Then tell me, why i don't remember it ? I thought that would be something one doesn't forget so easily ?"