Bryan crosses his longer arms over his chest, trying to hide his his soft pecs and bulging stomach. His weight
problem looked comical on him, bulging in lumps across his stomach and around his fatter thighs. He hadn't
lost any of it, it had just stretched and shifted about as he grew. His face burned red in embarrassment as he
tried to ignore the stares of everyone around him.
"Put me into shape, please," he begged Kevin. "I look ridiculous."
He imagined himself looking every bit as fit as Kevin, with a strong, firm chest and tight stomach. He had
always wanted that look but a combination of laziness, bad eating, and a glandular problem meant he was always
fat or pudgy or overweight in some degree. His first year of middle school had seen him with jowls jiggling
about as he walked and only his mother strictly enforcing a hard diet had cleared them back to chubby.
Of course, Kevin was busy experiencing the tingling that was the hallmark of his own change and wasn't really
listening to Bryan. He felt a dull ache in his side, under his arms. Lifting them to see what the matter was,
the blonde was greeted with the sight of lumps pushing out from the side of his rib cage. They twitched as
they grew, getting longer and longer. The color was pink and fleshy at first, but as they reached the same
length as his arms the skin darkened and hardened to a shiny black. Smaller nubs pushed out of the end of
each, three in total. They cracked as joints formed and the sound echoed as each new arm gained an elbow.
Rough black spines pushed out along the backs of his forearms as, at last, each of the three fingers grew a
small, sharp tip.
Bryan marveled at Kevin's new pair of arms as he watched the jock move them about. To him, they looked
insectoid especially when they caught the light and you could see the sheen of the hard, dark flesh clearly.
He wondered what it meant and silently crossed his fingers that Kevin would actually listen to him for his
change.
***
Gwen was privately horrified at her wicked claws but tried to play them off as just a mild curiosity. She
forced herself to breathe evenly and keep a smile on her face. She could always file them down to something
more normal-looking later on when this nasty party was finished.
"All right, honey, what next?" she asked sweetly. She had the small urge to wiggle her fingers and flash her
claws but she resolutely kept her hands by her sides as she watched Stacy stare at her larger breasts. "Oh,
just a moment. I think I have an idea that you'll like. Trust me?"
Stacy shrugged. It wasn't like she really had a choice.
Just like that, the change was upon her. Her stomach gurgled faintly and then began to flatten before her
eyes. The flab to her arms, her puffy cheeks, her meaty thighs, all of it melted away as she became slimmer
and thinner across her body. Similarly, her acne-covered skin was beginning to clear. The red blemishes,
blotches and scars all faded away, leaving pale skin in their wake. Her breasts were still large for her frame
but they looked a little more natural and attractive without the spare tire below.
"There you go. I cleaned up your metabolism so you've lost weight and cleared up," Gwen gloated. "I'm too good
at this. You'll be a popular, pretty girl in no time. There's no way Kevin is going to win." She finally
looked over to her rival and gasped, noticing his new appendages. But of course, her change wasn't far away
either.