Josh pulled his scooter into the high-school parking lot under a street lamp. It had taken a fancy bit of acting on his part to get the sweet sounding honey to believe he was Mike. But she had agreed to meet him here and he was ready. Josh's story would be that Mike sent Josh to take her to the house party he was going to. If she was as hot as she sounded Mike would never know. If not then he could run. The only thing that Josh could not figure out was what she had said about a curse.
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Dean pulled out of reverse and started down the street. His car had been the last in the drive and so they chose him to act as driver. Jen had kindly dressed him once again in a dark suit that made him look smart. He hoped that the increased size of his doll-like muscle-sculpting had given him a corresponding increase in strength. If Mike thought he could blackmail his girlfriend into sex for a curse, Dean was hoping he could fix things with a solid punch.
Jen sat in the seat next to him. She seemed tiny in the seat. Her small frame made her look like a little girl and the childish costume that she was forced to wear did not help. But her breasts and behavior was something else. Jen had been much more flirty since her latest change. Her voice was cute but sexy like the rest of her.
"I hope Mike is not too scared by me bringing friends along," and Jen pouted. She tilted her head down and looked up hopefully at Dean in a way that made it clear she was being submissive. "I don't want to be like this forever."
"Don't worry, Jen," Dean said trying to stare at both the road and his girlfriend's cleavage. He had to admit that she was turning him on to no end. If his dick was not a permanent dildo in Naomi's sister's cunt right now he would be bursting out of his pants.
"I might not mind the changes but others certainly would," Naomi chimed in from the back seat. Dean could almost not see the black-rubber girl in the dark interior. The street lights did reflect off her white teeth as she smiled. Various rubbery noises sounded as Naomi tried to find a comfortable way to sit without crushing her fairy wings.
"Naomi, I still can't understand why you want to be covered in rubber," Dean said trying to lighten the mood.
"I didn't ask for it. It was a mistake, but I like it," Naomi tossed head making the rubber stands of her wig bounce about.
"And you want to stay a rubber sex toy?" Dean said.
"Don't knock it until you've experienced it," Naomi said. To add effect she honked her breasts that had started their slow inflation back to basketball size. Right now they were little more than handfuls in size and they squeaked like two balloons under her hands.
Jen suddenly kissed Dean on the cheek. Whenever he paid too much attention to someone else, Jen would try everything to get his attention back. "Thanks for driving us, Big-boy," she said in a way that let everyone know she was talking about Dean's penis size.
"You know I left my dick back at Naomi's with Cathy, right?" Dean mocked. Even blocks away from the house now, he could still feel Cathy's pussy heating and playing over his dick. He concentrated and sent a wild vibration back through his dildo to Cathy who screamed in pleasure to an empty room frightening the little kitten that had been licking her.
Jen heard what Dean said but thought he said something about his dicky. "If you want a turtle neck just ask. I think it is too warm tonight for that though."
Naomi laughed along with Dean at Jen's confusion. Once they had figured out what Cathy's curse had done to Jen, it had been fun seeing what she did to not notice Dean had no attached sex-organs.
Dean pulled into the school lot and drove around to guy standing under the light. The three piled out and walked slowly up to the figure. Dean tried his best to look dangerous. Naomi danced on tip-toes fluttering her wings. Jen stepped forward and bowed in a very Japanese way; her puffy skirt flashed those behind.
"Hello, Mike-san. We have come to ask for the curse back so we aren't stuck like this anymore." Jen bowed again and tried to look happy, sexy and friendly all at once. When Josh looked up at the three his words became caught in his throat. "Hey! You're not Mike," Jen yelled.