Rachel let go of the needle, but the point remained in her arm. She gasped as her ass length brown here began to grow, stretching itself to the woman's ankles. "I don't understand..." She mumbled. Her pale skin darkened to an eastern olive, as her lips turned dark red. Her new red lips plumped significantly, forming a cute pout. Her face contorted as her eyes became smaller, her nose narrowed, and her eyebrows became thin, almost looking drawn. Two large rings fell from her ears, each dangling slightly a over her dark neck. Her tshirt began to swell as her chest pushed outward, her breasts becoming large e cups. Rachel gasped as her nipples tingled and poked broth the fabric of her shirt. She yelped in horror as she heard her jeans tear from her ever growing butt. She tore the denim pants off, rubbing her large bubble butt in front of her mirror. Her hair darkened to black as tied itself into a braid brushing her ass crack. Her bright blue eyes darkened to emeralds. The middle eastern beauty tore her t shirt off, trying to visualize the largeness of her boobs. Each chocolate brown nipple tingled with delight as she massaged them.
"MOMMM!"
"How do you look, Rachel?"
"WHAT AM I?!"
Karen, Rachel's mom, rushed up the stairs into her daughters room where she found the girl lying on her bed shaking violently. "What did you do to me?" She moaned . Karen smiled, a gleam in her eye. "Ever since you caused that scene in the mall over those ridiculously overpriced shoes, I knew you would have to obey. And who obeys better than an Arabian slave dancer? By the way, the legal papers haven't been motorized yet, but from this point onward you are Haydee, jewel of the East." Rachel nodded slowly, trying to comprehend the reality of the situation. Karen rubbedthe naked girls back. "You are beautiful." Haydee looked at the woman next to her. "What can I do for you ma'am?" Karen laughed. "Cale me Kitty from now on. I saved you from oppression during a trip to the Mid East. In exchange for my rescue, you serve me, after all, Im lesbian and will never know what it's like to have children of my own." Haydee nodded, knowing each word was shaping reality, changing the fabric of the past. Kitty, the 28 year old bimbo-gone homemaker, rubbed Haydee's breast. "I love you, my little dancer." Haydee kissed her former mother full on the lips, saboeing the wetness of her masters mouth and the warmth of her bubble gum breath. Kitty giggled. "You go and like, watch TV or something. I'll make dinner tonight,". Haydee embraced her lover, mistress, friend, and rescueor. "I will do as you ask, noble mistress."