For a brief second, Natasha thought of cleaning the make-up from her face. She hated it, as it made her look... unnatural. As she reached for a cloth, she stumbled. A feeling of light-headedness hit her. She feel onto her ass, briefly noting that it was much softer before grabbing her head.
"Whoa... Like, that was really odd", Natasha said, not noticing that her voice was higher-pitched. Instead, she was transfixed by her nails, which weren't painted.
"Like, Oh My God! I totally forgot to paint my nails!" She exclaimed, quickly jumping to her feet. She swayed, before regaining her balance. Sprinting into her mother's room, Natasha grabbed some supplies from her mother's make-up chest, sat herself down, and started painting her nails.
As she did, she ignored her headache, which was slowly sapping her intelligence. Her IQ dropped, stopping when it hit 90. Her hair slowly started growing towards her ass, and it began to lighten. Elsewhere on her body, her breasts began growing, causing her bra to tighten and her t-shirt to smooth out. Beneath her, her ass, which had always been on the big side, began to plump up.
As she finished her nails, Natasha looked up at her reflection and smiled. Her lips had plumped up again, and were a nice ruby-red colour. Her eyes were still green, but were slowly turning blue. Her hair was golden blonde, and hung down in front of her ass. Looking down, she saw her breasts, which were being constricted within her bra. Reaching around her back, she removed her bra, allowing her new D-Cups to breathe. She ran her hands over her wider hips and bigger ass, loving how tight her jeans were against her ass...
"Like, what am I thinking?! Something is totally not right here! Although, I do look good...", Natasha said with her higher-pitched voice. As she stood up, she heard...