"Daphne, I'd like you to meet Santiago and Belia," Sonja said.
By now, Benny and Sally had finished their transformations, both now hispanic adults of the opposite gender they began. They had entangled themselves together, their hands caressing one another even as they looked over at Daphne.
"Hola, senorita," Santiago said amiably. He had grown to become quite handsome, with a charming smile and coffee colored eyes. His hair was dark and curly, his cheeks lined with a light stubble. His body was trim and fit, though it was more athletic than muscular, the warm brown skin that stood out significantly from the yellow of his suit.
Belia merely nodded, lifting her chest so her breasts rested against the bottom of Santiago's chin. Belia had become voluptuous as the other girls in sling bikinis, with a pair of ample D cups and an quite a bit of ample padding around the hips and ass. Her dark locks fell past her shoulders in waves, her hazel eyes ablaze with lust.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to interrupt," Daphne said, her amusement evident.
"Not at all," Santiago said. "We were just taking a little breather before continuing on with... well, you know."
"I do indeed," Daphne said. "Well, your lady seems to be quite eager to continue. I'll leave you to it."
Santiago opened his mouth to reply to the two women in bodysuits as they left, but before he could voice his thought Belia pounced on him once more, pressing her lips to his passionately.
"Nicely done," Daphne said to Sonja as they left the yellow pair to their business.
"I thought so. Oh my. It seems Iwalani is finally making progress with our friends in purple."
"It would indeed. Shall we take a closer inspection?"
"Yes, let's."
