Zoe took her much fuller breasts in hand, hardly believing they could be real. Her usual dark jacket and top had both cut off about half-way down her ribcage, exposing the pale length of her lovely midriff and the tiny onyx stone decorating her belly button. The top of her leather skirt had lowered a couple inches to allow more of her wider hips to show, though this did nothing to hide her legs thanks to a long slit that opened on the side. To her embarrassment, the feeling of a thong made her squirm in her thigh-high platform boots. Altogether, her clothing barely covered even half her skin.
"Why did this happen!?" She squeaked, her voice sounding strangely melodic in her ears.
"Why did what happen?"
Zoe turned to Athena and gasped. The girl had gotten her own makeover, becoming less Neo-Victorian and more Goth burlesque dancer. Her bodice now hugged a perfect hourglass figure and emphasized a lot more cleavage than previously. Meanwhile, her skirt had shrunk into a frilly petticoat that left the front of her black lace bikini bottom in full view while draping to her ankles in back. Violet bows and trimmings gave the outfit some color that matched the streaks in her hair and the flower clip holding back her bangs. Down below, her boots had been replaced by dark thigh-high stockings and violet heels.
Regaining control of her lower jaw, Zoe gestured over the crowd of girls. "Don't you see it? Everyone changed!"
Athena studied the room for a second. "Hm, I did notice a tingle in the air, but nothing else jumped out at me. How did they change?"
"Not just them. You too! Your body, your clothes, it's all sexy!" Zoe blushed, but she had no other word for it.
The other girl frowned at herself. "I've always been like this, and all my clothes are like this, too."
"Am I different?" Zelda asked, cocking her hip and posing like a model.
Zoe nodded. "For one thing, you wouldn't be caught dead standing like that, or wearing a skirt."
Zelda plucked at said skirt, a leather, knee-length number held up by an electric green belt. Two slits showed off her legs which were encased in the same skintight fishnet that covered her torso and black bra. "What's wrong with the skirt?"
"Nothing. But you never wore one before, at least not in public. This is crazy! And what's even crazier, all the boys became girls! Even my older brother!"
Her friends glanced at each other before Athena put a concerned hand on her shoulder. "Zoe, you don't have an older brother. You have an older sister. Joanna, remember?"
Rubbing her forehead, Zoe sighed. "Yeah, I saw her go up on stage. She used to be a boy name Jon. And that girl up there-" Zoe pointed at the young hostess. "-she used to be a boy name Brett."
Athena and Zelda gave her incredulous stares. "Becca!? But she's, like, the hottest, most glamorous girl in our school!" Seeing their friend's expression, they shrugged.
"Look, Zoe, maybe something bigger is happening here." Athena said matter-of-factly. "You're saying things changed, and you're the only one who sees it. I don't think you're lying, which means something is definitely weird here."
"You believe me, now?"
Athena gave her a smile. "I trust you. So why don't we find a less public spot, and I'll take a closer look at this, alright? I want to check on something."
With that, the three girls left the room and headed deeper into the house.
"Dude, it worked!" Carter said, his eyes practically bugging out as he surveyed the sea of teenage babes.
"As if there was any doubt," Dave snorted. In truth, he felt just as amazed as his friend. It was like a scene straight from a dream!
"And look at Brett! She turned out really hot!"
Dave smirked. It was hard to imagine that the ravishing brunette on stage had been the same guy they had seen chatting up everyone earlier that day.
"So, we going in or not?" Carter asked, almost drooling with anticipation.
"Hm, let's wait till after the raffle. That way, we won't be standing in back the whole time. I wanna make a big entrance."
Carter looked disappointed, but he refrained from arguing.
Dave looked at his watch. Fifteen minutes to go. While he really wanted to match his friend's enthusiasm, he wanted to be cautious and put a bit of time between himself and the 7:30 mark.
Fortunately, the minutes passed quickly, thanks to a little debate on which of the girls had the best posterior. Finally, the raffle came to a close, and the crowd began to disperse.
"Alright, time to go," Carter declared. "You ready?"
Dave nodded and smiled. Just in case, he let his friend go first, only to follow a couple of seconds later when nothing unexpected occurred.
"Hello, ladies!" Carter announced to everyone nearby. "Your studs are here!"
