Nina felt the sensation otherworldly. The legs didn't look like hers but moved under her power all the same.
She ran for the water, splashing towards Steve with the giddy impatience of a child. She deliberately stopped
a little more than knee deep, wanting him to notice the changes.
"Wow Nina!" His boxers stuck to his shape as he stood out of the water, staring at her. "You're legs! Damn
baby, that's hot." As they embraced, she lifted her leg up, hooking it around him. He took the invitation and
ran his hand against the taunt skin. Even she could tell how different it felt -- until his hand reached her
butt, where every inch of her original puffy flesh oozed between his fingers. She pushed him away in disgust,
while he objected, "what Nina?"
"What? This is what!" She turned, grabbing a handful of her squishy bottom in her hand for show. "I'm tired of
feeling like a porker every time you grab my ass. Now, I don't have to." Her face tightened as she
concentrated, thinking about the tiny muscled butt she'd like to have, pushing at that special spot until she
felt her skin firming.
Steve watched the whole thing happen this time. The puffy margins of skin around her fingers seemed to fight
back, as her shape became became subtly different. Trimmer. More defined. In context, he had to admit, Nina
looked a bit strange. Her hands and arms were the same old Nina, but below the waist she was a chiseled hard
body. She lifted her shirt to look at her own tummy. It too was gentile, youthful Nina. She was not fat by any
means, but it didn't match her new legs below.
As soon as he made the observation, however, her waist began to change. She winced in focus as her hips
slimmed and trimmed until he could see a hint of bone shaping their edge. Next the soft youthful look faded
from her tummy, replaced by the subtle firm contours of muscles beneath. The lace panties that had previously
appeared pleasantly unremarkable, now looked like sexy lingerie on a waist any model would be envious of.
Nina was pleased with her work, until she noticed her own fingers and arms. They looked so fleshy and fat
against the new trim muscled appearance she was going for. She wondered where else she had missed, pulling her
shirt off to find the fleshy ugly shape of her shoulders and armpits. Her awkwardly shaped areola. She closed
her eyes, thinking of her whole body now, her plan for it to be sexy and lean, and she pushed hard.
Steve could see how engrossed she was when she tore her shirt off, and knew it was not at all for his benefit.
Still, it was his first look at the breasts she had created for herself back at camp, and they were very nice.
Previously Nina had been flat as a board, something Steve felt she more than made up for with her bedroom
proficiency. Now it seemed he wouldn't have to choose.