Today had been Liz's turn to buy lunch for her friends, a tradition only recently started. Since she hadn't had much money with her, she had economized by purchasing a large salad and sharing it with them. Now, as she ate, Liz felt unmitigated pleasure coursing through her. She stood up with a joyous cry as she rapidly grew taller, more beautiful, and so much curvier.
Next to her, Catherine, her cheerleader friend, was also feeling the effects. She was a cheerleader, and took it seriously as a sport. She was not only slim, busty and attractive, but also exceptionally fit, with tightly packed muscles and eight-pack abs. As the herb worked its magic upon her body, her musculature grew harder and tighter, while she only barely gained any size, her strength was multiplying hundreds of times over. Her skin glowed with youthful vigor as her nipples stood erect through her tight top, her rock-hard ass becoming rounder and more prominent.
What many people didn't know about Liz was that she was actually nice, if people took the time to get to know her. Everyone immediately branded her as the sexy bitch, so nobody bothered to look deeper into events that seemed so cut-and-dry. When other girls felt inferior to Liz, it wasn't her intention. She was aware that she was extremely sexy, and she liked to show it off. Demonstrating her body in all its glory was just another way of affirming herself. As for the men she supposedly "cast aside," she dumped them because they wanted to use her as a living blow-up doll. Like most sensible young women, Liz was looking for commitment, not just a good fuck.
This oft-ignored quality of hers was what explained the presence of her other two best friends, Ivy and Becca. Ivy was metal-goth, a hardcore rocker girl with a dark streak. At parties she was a real wild child, and she and Liz had the same taste in many "extracurricular activities." Ivy found her waist shrinking as her hair and legs lengthened, transforming her into a vision of pure artistic beauty more impressive than any supermodel.
Last but not least, Becca was the brain of the group, and her unbelievable body was trumped only by Liz for the title of School's Sexiest. At the moment, her breasts were ballooning at an incredible rate, bursting out of her low-cut top and piling onto the table. Her fabulous ass exploded out of her pants, her panties quickly vanishing in the silky flesh.
Karen couldn't believe her eyes as four beauties were rapidly becoming newborn goddesses before her eyes, and it was all her fault!
"My god," Liz whispered as she continued to grow, "what's happening? Why are we growing!?"
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