Bobby squeezed Kaitlin's soft ass on the way to the door.
She purred to him in her new deeper voice, and Bobby realized that the transformation had probably made her more aroused and more sensitive than ever even in spite of her age.
She put her arm around his waist and leaned against him as he opened the door.
Outside Mark stood with his girlfriend Lisa. Lisa was, and Bobby concluded that 'was' was the most appropriate tense at this point, a sprite-like 19 year old. Younger than anyone else in the group, Lisa had the stunning body and energy of a co-ed, teenaged girl. Whereas Kaitlin had always presented herself in a strong and confident, mature manner; Lisa bumped, grinded and twerked at the slightest excuse and liked to yell across the room in a near-squeaky voice.
That, however, was not the Lisa that stood before me.
“Oh dear,” said Kaitlin.
The Lisa Bobby saw in the hallway was in a confused state of arousal and exhaustion, partially draped across Mark’s shoulder. Her brunette hair was longer than before, laying just below her shoulders. It was a bit dishelved and as he followed it dowardward, Bobby’s eyes came to her bare shoulders. She was wearing a tightfitting black dress- the same from the night before.
Except now it looked almost silly on her aged form. Lisa’s wider hips both strained the fabric and raised the hem. Her larger and less firm breasts looked confined as well.
Raising her head, Lisa seemed to notice Kaitlin and Bobby for the first time.
She smiled, accenting the new lines around her eyes and mouth, and whispered in a more mature and seductive sounding voice, “So what’s next?”