Lydia was horrified at what was happening and tried to push her off, but Sarah's arms had her locked in and
she was afraid to push harder and injure her. Or at least thats what she told herself. But as she felt Sarah's
soft lips moving against hers Lydia's frantic attempts to escape became more and more half-hearted. Her own
lips began moving of their own accord, returning Sarah's kisses with increasing passion. Lydia felt a heat
begin to build in her stomach and a dampness between her legs. Her confusion rose along with her arousal.
She'd never been attracted to girls before, and yet here she was locked in an embrace with her hypnotized
roomate.
Rational thought quickly became harder though, as the hand around her waist slipped into her panties and
began stroking her clit, sending her arousal skyrocketing. Her face became flushed and she began bucking her
hips in rythem to Sarah's movements. Her hands ceased their feeble attempts to push Sarah away, sliding down
from her shoulders seeking the firm breasts hidden under Sarah's sweater. As her hands found their mark, Lydia
vaguely remembered that Sarah had been compelled to become the ideal girlfriend of the person she was most
attracted to, which was apparently her. But in order for it to be possible for her to have an ideal
girlfriend, Lydia first had to be attracted to girls. The mystery behind her sudden desire solved, Lydia
returned to the more important matter of massaging Sarah's breasts through the fabric of her sweater.
Cally meanwhile was in heaven. She had hoped for something good to result from her hypnosis, but she had
never imagined this turn of events. Who would have imagined that dumpy Sarah had been secretly pining for her
sister, or that Lydia would be so eagerly retuning her affections. The image of her normally straight-laced
sister moaning and fondling another girl's breasts as the girl rubbed Lydia's clit was just too perfect. From
her vantage point a few feet away, Cally also had the perfect view as the second part of her hypnotic
suggestion began to take effect.
Sarah's clothes went first, her skirt brightening from a dull brown into a red plaid pattern. As she
watched, Cally saw the skirt begin moving up the girls legs as it shortened, revealing more and more of
Sarah's long and surprisingly shapely legs, now covered only by her stokings. Those didn't last long, tears
appearing all over revealing pale flesh as they reformed into fishnet stockings. Her shoes followed,
propelling Sarah off the ground as they grew into 3-inch platform heels, putting her just below eye-level with
Lydia. The fabric crept up her legs, forming a pair of knee high leather boots. Her sweater dissolved into a
mesh shirt, revealing a conservative tan bra that quickly warped into an exciting hot pink push-up. Her
glasses dissolved into thin air along with her hair bands, allowing her hair to cascade down her back.
Meanwhile, Sarah's body began its own makeover. As her skirt shortened, her legs began legthening until she was a few inches taller than Lydia in her heels. As her legs stretched, they thickened and toned, becoming strong and sensuous. Her hips widened and Cally saw her skirt rise as Sarah's bottom firmed. Tattoos began appearing on her upperarm, her back, and just above her hip. As her waist pulled in, Sarah's chest began pushing out, her breasts swelling into Lydia's hands as they inflated from a modest B-cup to a large D. Meanwhile her hair began turning from its normal chestnut brown to a brilliant shade of strawberry red, with streaks of black woven throughout. Piercings appeared in Sarah's ears and nose as black eyliner and lipstick appeared on her face, completing Sarah's transformation from a drab mess into a vibrant sensual temptress.