They found their seats, and Jules reached into her pack and pulled out her phone, and opened the camera. She felt the pull towards Karyn, but she wanted to examine herself first. She had lush, shiny red lips that seemed inclined to smile. Freckles over lightly tanned skin. A cute nose with a little stud on the right side. ‘Jules’ turned her head. Seriously! A colorful little earring hung from each attached lobe. It was shaped like a skateboard. Wide green eyes with long, fluttery lashes. She felt her pulse jump and hot blood pound between her legs. Fuck she was hot.
The green was a bit much, no? There was resistance, but a small pulse spread out, and he blinked. ‘Jules’ took a moment to admire her blue-green eyes. Not exactly what Karyn would go for but close enough. The hunger tugged at her.
“Stop staring at yourself. You look good as you are. You don’t need anymore makeup,” Karyn said, shocking ‘Jules’ out of her reverie. ‘Jules’ turned and glared at Karyn, which made her laugh. Somehow, she knew that she wasn’t wearing currently any makeup.
“But you like staring at me, don’t you?” ‘Jules’ asked out of nowhere in a conspiratorial tone.
“W-what?” Karyn said. Fuck it. Jon thought. He might as well get it over with. Besides, the last time wasn’t too bad.
“I see you looking at me,” ‘Jules’ smiled seductively. She reached over and set a hand on Karyn’s thigh. Karyn flinched back but ‘Jules’ tightened her grip. She could feel Karyn’s pulse pounding.
“What are you doing, Jules,” Karyn hissed. Jules reached over and held a finger on her thin lips.
“Hush,” She said, wishing there was a little bit more under her finger to work with. A pulse of pleasure and her hunger deepened. Karyn’s lips plumped under her fingers. She could change other people? Jules slipped her short, red, nailed thumb into Karyn’s mouth. She felt the bus fading away. No one would notice this. Karyn’s eyes slipped shut and then popped open.
“What are you doing, Jules? This isn’t right. Someone could see,” Karyn said with a panic. Jules could feel her panic but she stood and slipped over until she was straddling Karyn’s hips. Jules shut Karyn up with a deep kiss.
She could feel Karyn wanting to resist, but it also felt too good. This was what Karyn had always wanted, right? Karyn slowly gave in as Jules slipped her tongue inside, playing with Karyn’s tongue as her right hand grasped Karyn’s breast.
Karyn winced in pain, and she almost pulled out of her dreamlike state. Shit apparently, Karyn wasn’t one for having her boobs played with. Instead, she moved her hand to grab Karyn’s jaw, and the other moved down Karyn’s stomach, which pulsed and slimmed beneath her hand. Jules opened her eyes. She hated that blond hair on Karyn. With a pulse, it was brown; with another, it was red again. With a final pulse, it pulled itself into two pigtails. Perhaps Jon would have protested, but Jules didn’t care. She was even hungrier now.
She was having difficulty getting through Karyn’s tight jeans. With a pulse of hunger and pleasure, she was wearing a pair of women’s workout shorts. That’s easier. Jon and Jules melded as they slipped a finger past Karyn’s panties and into her hot, wet center. Karyn bucked her hips, but they hardly moved under Jules’ tight hold. Jules shifted her finger and moved closer, pressing their chests together as their tongues tangled.
Jules pushed inside Karyn, knowing just when to crook her finger or thrust right there to get her plunging over a cataract of pleasure in no time.
Karyn blinked awake as the bus came to a stop. They had arrived at the school. Was she really so tired she slept on the whole bus ride? No, something wasn’t quite right. She looked down. For some reason, she didn’t remember putting those shorts on and… pigtails.
Sarah didn’t have pigtails, and they weren’t deep red. If she had wished to copy Sarah's hair yesterday why did she now have red pigtails? She turned to her friend. Unruly brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a blue sweater that couldn’t fully conceal her large breasts and grey sweatpants that strained to contain her muscled thighs. Something wasn’t quite right. She didn’t always have blue-green eyes or have little skateboard earrings. Karyn turned away to hide her blush. Why did God have to give her a hot female best friend who was straight? She bit her plump lips and looked down.
Right her hair. She turned to her friend. What was her name? Was it…?
“Jessica?” Karyn asked, and for a long moment, she was sure she was wrong. She had a different name. Jules? Jana? Jen? Jon??? There was a pulse that washed over her, and in an instant, she knew her friend's name was Jessica. What was she thinking? Oh, right, “How did you change my hair?”
Jess stood quickly, slipping into the crowd pushing down the aisle to unload. Wasn't she supposed to be taller?
"We share third period right?" Jess called out. Karyn wanted to disagree, but another one of those pulses passed over her.
"Yes," she found herself replying.
"We'll talk then." Jess called out disappearing into the crowd. Karyn couldn't help but feel like she was missing something.
