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Rated: GC · Interactive · Erotica · #1897904
High school students find a dictaphone able to change reality
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Chapter #4

The next morning

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That night, Lucy had to use the dictaphone to sleep, as she was too excited. She had other ideas in her mind, but she didn't want to do everything at once. First, she wanted to enjoy her new body.

The next morning, when she awoke, Lucy took several minutes to be sure that she wasn't dreaming : the dictaphone, the changes, everything... it was true ! Jumping out of her bed to run to her mirror, the girl barely made it without falling as her balance had completely changed, and she wasn't used to it. And in the mirror, her reflection was nearly perfect : her cute face was surrounded by long, sexy white hairs giving her the look of some adult doll. Her eyes were a bit larger, and her mouth was red as hell without any lipstick on. And her body ? She was thinner than anybody else, with a torso incredibly slim, and at both ends, curves beyond imagination : her hips were large and soft, like an invitation for any passing hand, and her breasts... they were way too large for a normal girl. But on her ? They were gigantic. Larger than basketballs, pale as the rest of her skin, and waiting for some support to turn them into a mass of bulging flesh attracting all the stares around.

"Say hi to the new you !" said Lucy while waving at her mirror, enjoying the sight. Turning, she smiled as she noticed that now, all of her collection of steam-punk and gothic models pictures were displaying her in various outfits and poses. And damn, she was hot ! Every single piece of cloth on her was perfectly fitting her, except for her breasts, hips and ass, were the fabric was looking like barely containing her sexiness.

Lucy went to the bathroom to take her morning shower, and happily and slowly washed every part of her new body, taking her time until finally, her sister knocked at the door.

"Lucy, that's enough : I need to take my shower too !
- All right Laura, sorry, I leave.
"

The girl quickly dried herself, and putting on a towel with some difficulties, she opened the door. "Here you g..."

Lucy stopped right there, as behind the door was a sexy model with long, white hairs, natural red lips, and a super-thin body in a molding shirt, revealing absurdly huge breasts. It took several seconds for Lucy to realize what was happening.

"Laura ?
- Yes ? Why are you looking at me like this ?
- Your... body ?
"

The girl looked down, and even if she was unable to see anything past her breasts, she confirmed with her hands that everything was all right. "What about my body ? We're twins, you've got the same. Now, leave, I need the bathroom." and after pushing her sister out of the way, Laura closed the door behind her.

Unable to move, Lucy tried to gather her thoughts : she had changed her body... and reality changed along. So her twin sister changed too ! They were perfect siblings, and now, probably some kind of walking fantasy at school. Except that Lucy was wearing clothes matching her body style, while Laura was still dressing with "classic" clothes. But tighter than before... Lucy wasn't sure about this : was it okay ? Or should she use the dictaphone to give Laura her old body, and be the only one looking like a walking morphed model ? Unsure, Lucy went back to her bedroom, and took some clothes, realizing that they had all changed to adapt the new her. A black tank top, a casual corset over it and some shorts... she was ready. And displaying more flesh up there than anyone else : she couldn't wait to see her best friend Angie : the small girl would be soooo jealous ! Just to be sure, Lucy took the dictaphone and said "The school staff has no problem with my clothes and the way I dress".

Looking again in the mirror, and moving some long white hairs from her shoulders, Lucy smiled : her tank top was looking like ready to burst any second, and her corset was making things sexier than ever before. With that kind of look, it was hard to guess if she was ready for a shooting or for school...



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