Bryan's cheeks burned red with embarrassment. The effect was rather cute on his new, feminine head. "How could
you?" he shouted angrily at Kevin. "We've lost now, you messed up. What. The. Hell!"
The witch Kylie made a tutting sound and wagged a finger. "Now, now," she said. "Don't get upset just yet. I
never said you had to be the same gender you started as. Maybe Kevin realized that your true popular self is a
buxom woman. Or a buff hermaphrodite with excellent cheekbones. That's normal, for some." Her smile was dark
and wicked.
"You could argue that for anything!" Bryan countered. "If I had the body of, of, a bug thing like Kevin you
would say that's normal for bug things! We've been set up. Kevin, please, just turn my head back to what it
was and stop. That's all I want. I'll be popular then, okay?" He was begging the insect woman, hoping to get
through to the person Kevin was and not the creature he (she?) was becoming. His large, doe eyes pleaded with
Kevin, urging him to do the right thing.
Kylie circled around by Kevin. "Well, what are you going to do next, hm?" she asked. "Do you see anything
wrong with what you did? I think he's got rather pretty eyes, don't you?"
"Shut up!" Bryan shouted at the witch.
Ignoring him, Kylie continued. "Remember, normal is relative. What's normal to you?"
Before Kevin could answer, change swept across her body. The drying skin on her torso flaked away, revealing
shiny exoskeleton covered in short, bristly hairs. Alternating bands of yellow and black crossed her body,
from her neck to her groin. It had an elasticity to it, as evidenced by her taught, pregnant belly, but it was
also strong and sleek.
This was only a minor, cosmetic change coming to completion from earlier. The real action was happening behind
her as her ass began to swell up, her crack sealing over as the flesh ballooned outward in a tear-drop shape
just a little smaller than the size of her torso, or as she now thought of it, her thorax. It was flexible,
curving slightly behind her. The skin was glossy and firm, coarse barbs sprouting across it as the black and
yellow bands appeared one by one in rings down her new abdomen's length. A long, black stinger sprouted from
the end, curving even further in a wickedly sharp point. The added weight helped balance her, especially with
her bloated stomach.
Kevin's body adjusted itself for this new development. Her sticky slit slid back a few inches as her hips
angled backward and her still human-looking legs shifted backward as well to adapt her center of gravity. From
the neck down, Kevin was looking more and more insect-like. All that she needed was bug legs, her upper arms
to grow chitin, and perhaps a beautiful pair of gossamer wings. Her head was still the same as it was, and
still looked rather masculine in comparison. It was almost like she was the inverse of Bryan, but who knew how
long that would last? For either of them...
***
Gwen felt impossibly hot. She hadn't noticed it right away, being caught up in the ridiculous change that had
happened to Bryan. Sure, she still kept looking down at his crotch and was even feeling a bit jealous that
buggy Kevin had gotten to sample it, but she was still normal, relatively speaking. So was Stacy, Kylie had
confirmed that. In fact, Stacy should thank her for giving her those lips and that tongue. She would be one of
the most popular girls in school with them once she learned how to use them properly, and oh how Gwen wanted
to help her learn. She could start by sucking her nipples...
Her body ached with need. She was so horny it was hard to think about what Stacy needed next. She vaguely
remembered a list of changes but couldn't remember what was on it. A bigger, juicier pussy? Even bigger tits?
She wasn't sure but those sounded like great ideas to her the more she thought about them. Something nagged at
her, though. Was that right?
She looked at Stacy, admiring her sexy legs and her new curves. Her hair was kind of drab. Maybe she should
change that? But what about the sweet ache between her own legs? Bug-lady had gotten some, why couldn't she?
'All I have to do is make a change that'll do both,' Gwen realized. It didn't take her long to figure it out,
now that she was motivated.
Stacy's hair began to grow. It fell into her eyes as the short, curly strands straightened and lengthened.
Soon it was down to her ass in long, lustrous waves. Then the color began to change, lightening dramatically.
It stopped when it reached a bright platinum blond, the kind you would get in a hair salon and the kind you
had to maintain by getting highlights and root touch ups every week.
As Stacy brushed her new, fabulous hair from her eyes she felt something else. Her thoughts seemed to be
twisting, becoming fuzzy. Gwen watched the confused look in her eye and licked her lips. What kind of girl had
hair like Stacy now did? Why, the self-centered kind of course. The kind that loved their body and wanted
others to worship it. The kind that loved getting their pussies licked.
Gwen leaped at Stacy, knocking the blonde over backwards and landing on top of her, wings flared out
dramatically. Gwen pushed up Stacy's princess dress, tearing it some with her sharp claws. She used them to
tear off Stacy's panties as well, revealing a newly shaved and dyed blonde mound beneath.
"Relax," Gwen cooed in her sexy, musical voice. "You'll love this, Stacy. You're so beautiful. I need to taste
you. Let me taste your sexy, perfect lips."
And with that, Gwen leaned in and began to lick greedily. She gasped at the delicious taste that touched her
tongue. It really was perfect, she thought. She probed deeper, lapping and sucking. When she found Stacy's
clit she paid special attention to it, running her tongue over the sensitive little button. As she worked, her
teeth accidentally nipped Stacy. The sharp, coppery taste of blood mingled with the sweetness of Stacy's
pussy. Gwen was in heaven. She shifted her grip and moved her body. Using her wings for balance, Gwen brought
her own crotch up close to Stacy's head. She still wore panties but they were soaked and the outline of her
enlarged cunt was clearly visible. It hadn't even entered Gwen's mind that she was mostly naked. It seemed
natural, as did licking Stacy and demanding the same in return.
"Go on," Gwen urged between licks with her musical voice. She shuddered as she felt the magic sweep up her
body, signalling her change. She was oblivious as she kept swallowing the sweet juices from between Stacy's
legs.