Jennifer looked over at Kyle. "Now get dressed. I'm sick of counting your ribs."
"Yes Ma'am" sighed Kyle, who could only think of ways to please her.
There was a knock at the door. Jen opened it to reveal Ms. Davidson. Kyle gulped. Jen greeted her counselor with an open-mouted kiss, and all three sat down at the kitchen table.
"Now Jen, what plans have you made to help bring Glendale under Satanic control?"
"It's all planned out Gina. We'll hit the high school first, and by the time they're all infected they'll spread out and get the rest of the town. From there we'll progress through the rest of the state.
In the high school we'll begin by hitting the boy's and girl's locker rooms."
Ms. Davidson clasped her hands with glee and gave a great warm laugh. "Oh, I'm so proud of you my dear! I knew you had greatness in you!"
Jen blushed, and continued. "I figure that me and Kyle will split up. I'll go to the boy's locker-room and personally take care of the school football team. Kyle will have the pelasure of taking care of the cheerleaders."
Kyle's face lit up. "Really!? Oh woww!"
Ms. Davidson beamed. "Very good, Jen, but you see there's just one problem."
"I know Gina. I thought you could adjust that."
"Sure enough child." She pointed her finger at Kyle as lights began glowing from it.
"What's the problem?" asked Kyle.
"Do you really think any girl on the cheerleading team would want to fuck you? Perhaps if you were a bit more studly my boy."
A bolt shot from the she-devil's finger and lightly popped onto Kyle's forehead.
"Hey!" He shouted, with hurt pride. "That's a rotten thing to say!" He walked away toward the family room. But he couldn't see properly. Everything was too blurry. He took his glasses off and eveything looked fine. He felt shortness of breath and then his chest began heaving. He involuntarily flexed, and the fibers on his polo shirt stretched and snapped. His chest began bubbling with muscle and bulging until his shirt was torn into strips while his legs swelled until the seams on his slacks gave way. He had a sensation of rising, and realized he was shooting up in height. His shoes strained and his hands widened as they clutched a hallway mirror. He gasped as his features grew more symmetrical: his nose straighter, chin more pronounced, cheekbones higher up, and hair wavier. Acne seemed to sink back into his skin, which tanned slightly.
The burning was over. Kyle heard his name being called and walked back into the kitchen.
"Strip" ordered the counselor.
He stood naked.
"What do you think Jen?"
"Mighty props Gina. There isn't a cheerleader on earth who wouldn't pass up a round with THIS guy."
Kyle grinned. He'd gone from a sow's ear to a silk purse. He'd even had trouble recognizing himself in the mirror.
"Then it's settled my dear. Tomorrow you and Kyle will go to the school. And you'll make lots of people happy. She nudged Kyle. "Won't you big boy."
He closed his eyes and smiled. "Yes ma'am" he boomed as his dick stood at attention.