This choice: ...transforming into someone else (or something else?). • Go Back...Chapter #5A Different Desire by: Unknown The maid seemed to be losing much of her voluptuousness as Jason watched, her dark skin lightening and dotting with freckles, her hair lightening to a sandy blonde color and tying itself into a ponytail, her maid uniform morphing into a green-and-gold cheerleading sweater and pleated skirt -- the cheerleading uniform of Jason's high school, in fact.
Jason suddenly realized who he was looking at, now that her face had altered. "Kristie Adams," he gasped.
The head cheerleader smiled at him. "That's right, Jason -- yes, I know who you are. Or at least I do now that I'm being shaped by your desires."
Jason's eyes widened, but he didn't say anything. Kristie gestured toward her chest. "I know you like my C cups," she said, "but what if I went a little further in the alphabet?" With that, her sweater began to be pushed outward by growing breasts.
"Oh, how silly of me," she said. "You could see this a lot better if the cheerleading outfit was the way you wanted it." The sweater shrunk down to become little more than a green-and-gold sports bra, showing off her newly expanded breasts, the erect nipples making indentations in the stretchy fabric. Meanwhile, the skirt shrank as well, barely making it halfway down her thighs -- which seemed to be noticeably expanding.
"I thought you'd like me to be more curvy overall, not just in my tits," she said, indicating that her waist was contracting as well. "Hmm, 'tits,'" she repeated with a bit of a grin on her face. "I guess I have a little bit of a dirty mouth now. Better make sure my lips are up for it."
Her lips suddenly plumped up, doubling in size to become pink pillows, giving her a bit of a duck face, and then an invisible hand seemed to be painting them with a red gloss. In fact, her entire face was being painted thickly with colorful makeup, her eyelashes lengthening and thickening as her irises shifted to a deeper azure blue. "This is all magically permanent, too," she said, waving a hand toward her face -- a hand on which the fingernails were perfectly manicured and appeared to be about an inch long.
"And I think you'd like my hair a little better like this," she said. It lightened as it lengthened, releasing itself from the ponytail as it stretched well past her ass, the wavy platinum locks finally forming into pigtails tied off with green-and-gold ribbons to match her outfit. "All my body hair is gone forever, too -- all of it. Just nice smooth skin -- speaking of which, maybe I could use a tan."
Her skin darkened to the bronze of a sun worshipper, freckles no longer visible. "Of course, this is all over and I don't have to worry about maintaining it."
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