“I wish Rick and Carlos would become the horny girls they thought we were,” Karyn yelled.
“What a weird thing to say,” Rick commented.
“Put that away,” Sam yelled. “You jerks are going to get us arrested.”
“Chill, we were just having some fun,” Carlos laughed. “Those ladies loved it. The women would have been offended if we hadn’t hit on them.”
“Those were some great racks,” Rick pulled up his pants. “Did you see the beauties on the one blonde? She made the others look like they hadn’t reached puberty. I swear they were real with all of the jiggling they were doing. I would love to get my hands on a pair of those mountains.”
Rick had his hands out for emphasis when he suddenly felt soft flesh filling his hands. Another tweak and he was moaning like a wanton woman. His shirt became thin and tight, showing impressive cleavage. Two points rose against the fabric of the pink tank top with the sparkly word juicy on it. Rick pinched one of the points and gasped in pleasure.
“Are you watching porn?” Carlos asked, feeling long silky pouring down his neck. He needed a haircut, he thought.
“Pull over,” Rick’s voice was soft and feminine, for her lips were coated in red. Her boxers were a silky thong caressing her new folds.
“You feeling sick!?! Too much porn will do that to you.”
Sam stepped out of the car and was shocked at the state of his friends. Rick was a beautiful blonde with curves, and not a sign of ever being a man. The clothing emphasized her appearance with jean shorts so short, bits of butt cheeks were shown. The college student turned to Carlos and was in for another shock.
A beauty in a short skirt that threatened to reveal her panties. She was attractive with smooth, tantalizing caramel skin. The top was low-cut on the flat chest. Sam’s eyes widened as a boob swelled to impressive size. The woman seemed to be just as stunned as she stared down to see her other breast swell for a matching pair.
“Rick? Carlos?” Sam asked. He looked down at himself, but there didn’t seem to be any change.
“Why don’t you have a set of honkers!?!” Rick demanded. “Did you do something to us because you couldn’t manage to get a girl to spit on you, much less go out with you!?!”
“Ah, ahh, aaahhh!” Carlos joined the conversation with a scream of orgasm after slipping a couple fingers under her skirt. “That felt great!”
“Do you mind joining us, you slut!”
“Gee, I wonder whose finger is rubbing your nipple; it certainly isn’t mine. It must be some other slut’s finger.”
Rick flushed and latched her hand to her side, biting her lip in an attempt to control her desire. But a creeping feeling was starting to form cracks in her wall of resistance.
“So just to confirm, it is you guys, er girls,” Sam said.
“Yes, though, now I am Celeste,” Celeste lifted an ID for them to view. “I take it from your reaction you didn’t turn your two buddies into fuck buddies.”
“No, of course not, I would never.”
“You are a better man than I was.”
“Why are you so okay with this!?!” Rick demanded. “I don’t want to be some tramp ready to pounce on the nearest cock.”
Celeste shrugged, “I don’t have the power to change this, so why stress? My body feels great, I have an identity, and an amazing opportunity. How many times have you been turned down by the opposite sex? How many guys do you think would turn down this?”
She lifted one of her magnificent breasts and dropped it, allowing it to jiggle.
