Movement and a moan from her bed drew Jen's attention. In her bed wearing nothing but a practically transparent nightie and a black thong was her stepmother still sound asleep. Jen hadn't even noticed Julie Smith appear in her bed. The transition had been nearly seamless. Her long blonde hair spilled of the pillow and over the side of the bed like a waterfall. Jen couldn't help but stare.
Julie had married her father 4 years ago not long after her mother had died and even at 28 years of age she was still youthful and hot. Many people believed she had work done but her body was all natural. Jen watched as Julie moaned softly again and rolled onto her back, leaving nothing to the imagination. Embarrassed Jen turned away before an itch on her finger drew her attention to the air on her hand thickening and shimmering like a heat wave. She glared at her hand in shock as a ring materialized into existence, a wedding band to be specific. The ring had distracted her from another change as the waistband of her panties pulled taut away from her crotch. Running to the bathroom Jen already knew what she hoped would not be true.