Amy got up early the next morning, not wanting to intrude in Tails' house longer than needed. As she freshened up in the bathroom, she looked at her reflection, fixing her hair. It was relatively easy with her short quills, but...
I wonder what I would look like with longer hair... Amy thought to herself. As she tried to envision this, however, she felt a strange tingling in her chest that flowed upward into her scalp. And as her hands worked though her hair, she found it more and more difficult to handle it. Then she realized, her hair was growing! She gasped at the sight of her reflection, and as the image of her longer-haired self vanished from her mind, her own hair stopped it's growth, now reaching her shoulders.
"Did I just..."
Amy tried again, imagining herself as green instead of pink. The tingling happened once again, this time spreading throughout her entire body and settling on her skin, which lightly prickled as, to Amy's utter shock, it turned a bright lime green! Once again her surprise wiped the image from her head before the transformation was complete, leaving green blotches all over her fur. Realizing this, Amy thought hard about how she would look like if her fur was blue. The sensation resumed, and Amy found that it only took a minute or so for her entire body to change color, as long as she held the image in her head. The realization of her new ability was shocking... but also a little exciting. If she could make her fur change and her hair grow, than what else could she do? Could she make herself more appealing? Maybe even more appealing than...
Amy's breath hitched as the tingling shot throughout her body. She realized that just the thought of herself like Rouge triggered the transformation! It stopped in her surprise... But Amy tried again, holding the image of Rouge in her head. The tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and she could see her fur lightening, her eyelashes lengthening, but felt a wave of dizziness, making it impossible to keep it up. She stumbled, feeling vertigo for a moment. What had gone wrong?
"Maybe it's too much at once...?" Amy muttered. Perhaps she should try this one at a time, then.
She started with the fur color, bright white. The tingling spread and prickled, and soon her fur was just as light as Rouge's, and Amy realized that this method was far more manageable than having to recall each and every detail at once. Next was the height, as Rouge was a few inches taller than Amy. Amy watched in awe as she rose up, her dress looking just a bit smaller on her. She was so in awe, in fact, that this time instead of stopping the transformation midway, she had accidentally overshot, finding herself a full foot taller than before.
"Oops... This is tricky..." Amy muttered, trying to inch her height back down. She found that, for some reason, shrinking felt a bit more draining than growing. Giving up at half a foot taller, she moved onto Rouge's legs. As she looked down, however, she realized that her chest had begun to swell upward quite a bit, going from flat to somewhere between A and B cups. She shrugged it off, Rouge's breasts were her most famous attribute after all, they probably just swelled during her early attempts to do everything at once. Refocusing, she willed the tingling sensation into her legs, where she felt it expand, her legs gaining in length and shape. She plumped up her thighs a bit, but quickly found her legs to be pressing into each other in a way that she couldn't help but find a little exciting. Ignoring this, she focused on her hips, willing her legs further apart to make room for her thighs. Once her hips had widened and her thighs had plumped up, she moved onto her rear, moaning as it became more large and shapely.
Turning to the side, she felt her belly flatten and firm up, and then thinned her waist just a little. And then came the part that she was the most excited for. As the tingling flared up in her chest, she willed it to stay in place, feeling it swirl and pulsate as her breasts pushed outward, slowly filling out her dress. She moaned, squeezing them and massaging her nipples as her arousal grew. It felt so good to grow...
She was so lost in bliss that once again she had overshot the size of her tits, but she didn't feel the need to fix that. She then looked at her face, studying every part of it as it shifted, her eyes becoming more sultry, her lips more pouty, her eyelashes longer and her hair shorter. She realized that she could even manifest Rouge's eyeshadow and lipstick. And if that was the case, then perhaps she could change her outfit too...?
She focused hard on her dress, and though at first nothing seemed to happen, she began to watch as the fabric started to darken and tighten around her body. So she could shapeshift more than just herself? Soon, she had a perfect match of Rouge's jumpsuit. Or at least, as perfect as Amy could remember, although she may have made the leather more dark-purple than black. She then allowed her peach skin to bronze.
"Hmm... Something's missing..." Amy muttered, "Oh yeah!"
Despite her starting to get used to her new power, she still felt surprise when she managed to get a pair of wings to grow from her back. She flapped them and found that they really worked!
"Wow... I look good... Heehee..." Amy said to herself, trying to look and sound a little more sultry. That was how she discovered that she could also alter her voice, adjusting the pitch of it until it perfectly matched Rouge's. She smiled at her reflection, playing with herself for a bit longer before deciding she'd had her fun and should probably turn back before heading home.
One by one she reverted back to her old self. Fur color, check. Skin color, check. Face, check. Dress, check. However, when she went to shrink her breasts back down, a task she had saved for last, she found that she couldn't get them to get any smaller than B-cups. In fact, she couldn't shrink at all, as any attempts to make herself shorter or skinnier than her original self failed, save for her hair and waist. But why? And how come her breasts are the only things that wont return to normal?
"Oh well!" Amy smiled as she turned and began her walk back home. What was wrong with a little more bounce in her step, after all?
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