Randy tried to run away but the girl that Steve turned into grabbed his leg before he could. He looked down at the incredibly hot babe, still finding it hard to believe that just a few minutes ago she was his best friend Steve Farber. The only thing about her that even resembled Steve was her face. It looked like a feminized version of it, like a face belonging to his sister or something.
"Hey! Let go!" he yelled.
But she wouldn't. In fact, she was doing more than just grabbing onto him. She was pulling him towards the pool.
"What the hell are you doing?! Steve, man, snap out of it! You're a guy, not a ... girl."
The girl giggled. "Who's this Steve guy? Is he cute?"
Randy stared down at her. She didn't even remember who she really was. He didn't want to become like that! He wiggled his leg, trying to knock her off and back into the pool.
He looked over at Mike and saw him trying to get away from the other chick. She was out of the pool and chasing him around the yard, her huge breasts bouncing and wobbling as she moved. Under normal circumstances, that kind of thing would have been a major turn-on for him. But as things were, he just felt frightened by it, as did Mike, apparently. "Stay away from me!" he heard Mike yell.
"You can't escape your fate, you know," Jerry said calmly.
Randy looked back down at the female Steve. She still had quite a grip on his leg. He was only a foot from the edge of the pool. If he didn't try harder to get away, he'd end up becoming this psycho's newest bimbo.
