It didn’t take long for them to reach the lake. Siobhan parked and they made their way to the restrooms to change. She peeled off her clothes, the shorts, and the top. Then the push-up bra and a thong which was new from the last triggering of the watch.
Simone tossed Siobhan’s suit over the top of the stall and she started pulling it on. Frowning when tugged the one piece on. It was the one she used for the swimming team. Therefore it massively compressed my breasts. Not sexy.
It would do. They made their way out on the dock. Trying to decide what to do when a man hollered.
“Hey, do you want to join us?” Simone would normally refuse, as would Siobhan. But she felt a little more adventurous. She felt like someone who was confident with their sexuality. Just like a…
Dominatrix.
Siobhan remembered now. She wasn’t sure why she forgot but the last moment distraction must be causing this. Not that she cared. It felt right to be confident and suave.
“Sure, hold on a sec while we walk over.” She knew that Simone would object so she leaned over and breathed in her ear. “Shhh. Now come on and don’t ruin the fun. Alright.” It worked as intended, Simone was too busy distracted by her taunting that they had already gotten on the boat.
The boat had three college guys and two college girls already. So it was a little crowded. Frowning at her swimsuit, Siobhan checked the watch. There should be just enough to get them something a bit better.
Turning around so she faced over the back of the boat. Siobhan pretended to check her phone. Really she was waiting for the watch to turn red. Once it did she concentrated.
She wanted a sexier swimsuit. One that would display her assets. Glancing at Simone in a similar suit designed to reduce the breasts, she thought that she could benefit too. Something that would show off their excellent bodies. Siobhan bet that if they were dressed properly everyone on the boat would be lusting after them.
Looking around, Siobhan admired their attractive hosts. Not that Siobhan and Simone would go for that. They weren’t complete horny sluts. Not like the girls in smutty stories that James would read. They wouldn’t be able to help themselves. They pretty much would jump anything that would move after the inciting event. And it was always contrived to be in some goofy sexy way. Well, James thought it was sexy.
Suits, Siobhan remembered. And not like something that would happen in one of those stories. If one of those authors wrote something involving morphing swimsuits it would probably end with some tiny tiny string bikini or something that was see-through. A good sexy suit but not something one of the sluts from the story would wear. Siobhan, her focused slipping started imagining all kinds of super slutty suits not aware of what she was doing. Scoffing she remembered one of the stories James read. About this kid Jon who had a wishing rock. He ended up wishing to be at a wet t-shirt contest, only to become a contestant. Siobhan couldn't understand how James read that stuff. Whatever, thoughts for a later time. It was only for a few moments, then she heard a beep.
Siobhan glanced down as the watch beeped, red fading away. Nothing changed immediately. Which was strange. It was a super small change, just better swimwear. It should have already happened. Maybe it almost had enough power, well in that case it would happen soon.
Turning around, Siobhan stumbled as the boat hit a large wave. Looking down she could see that the suit had shifted slightly, her breasts were not being as crushed. Looking at Simone she could see that the same had happened to her. Finally, it was taking long enough.
