Vanessa looked at Amber and Eden. They were her friends so... She could trust her. And Liz was now more worried about her new big breasts. And she could control who can take with the dictaphone so... She pressed the recording button and said :
"I'm the only one who can use the dictaphone..."
The two athletic girls started to protest, but Vanessa continued:
"... But from now on, Amber and Eden are allowed one, and only one, recording in the dictaphone."
With that, Vanessa slowly gave the dictaphone to Amber who grabbed it quickly, ecstatic.
"Oh my god! What should I ask for... Humm... I guess... For now..."
She pressed the button and said:
"My buttocks and thighs are perfect, with no fat, round, with a thigh gap."
The dictaphone sparkled, and she immediately felt a tingling in her sport shorts. She looked behind her, and so did Eden and Vanessa. Of course, her friends never told her but she was aware that even though she was athletic, she had trouble with her tighs... But not anymore! They were indeed now perfect and perfecly molded in her shorts. It was the only thing that kept her from looking a model, and now she was gleefully jumping and twerking around the place!
Eden interrupted her.
- Well you're no Nicki Minaj but...
- Oh god, not her! My butt's perfect... Look at it!
- Yeah, well, it's my turn to use the dictaphone.
Amber gave it to Eden, but Eden seems to be thinking deeply...
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