"Mmm~..."
Heather froze. That wasn't her just now, right? No, definitely not. She had no reason to moan, let alone so...sensually. God, her face felt hot all of a sudden.
Wait. If that wasn't her, then that could only have been...
"Mmmmmh~..."
The new Laci's eyes fluttered open, and Heather's heart skipped a beat. Fear took a backseat to fascination. Were Laci's eyes brown before? Were they that beautiful before? And the way Laci looked up at her made her heart skip another beat.
Laci sat up slowly. A simple movement done with no spectacle or fanfare, but Heather found it bewitching all the same. A humanoid Lapras--sporting a plump, curvy...and being honest, downright sexy figure--living in her apartment. And not somebody in a costume, but an actual flesh-and-blood Lapras person.
It was at this moment that Heather noticed a few details she'd somehow missed. Laci's hair, formerly brown, was now a deep, luscious red. Normally, that color could only be achieved through hair dye, but it looked to be completely natural in this case. It had become wavier too, kind of resembling that sexy wet hair look.
And the hand that brushed the hair covering her snout had only four fingers. Like the toes, they were a bit larger and longer than normal human hands. A humanoid adaptation of the original's flippers, probably.
But more than anything, Heather could only gawk in awe at just how big Laci had become all around. Taller, sure. Bigger curves, yeah (seriously, those tits were head-sized). Plumper, for certain. But even setting those qualities aside, Laci was just... What was a good word for it? Broader? Like someone had put her in some image editing software and resized her a bit larger. Maybe because Lapras was such a big Pokemon.
A giggle pulled Heather out of her thoughts. It tickled her ears with its disarming melody, though it also carried that same sensuality as those moans from a moment ago. Heather blushed, earning another giggle.
"Oh, Heather~"
Laci definitely had a new voice. The melodiousness of her giggles carried over into her spoken words, as did the seductiveness. Heather found herself hanging on every syllable, eager to hear more.
"I know I'm jaw-droppingly gorgeous, but it's still rude to stare~"
It took a moment, but self-awareness returned to Heather. She'd been gawking all slack-jawed and everything. Heather blushed harder. "O-Oh, uh, um, shit! Sorry! I-I, I just, um... I-I, um..."
Laci giggled again. God, what a wonderful sound. "Relax, I'm just kidding!" She lowered her voice a bit, turned up the sensuality. "You can stare at me as much as you want~"
Heather couldn't respond. Her brain stopped for a moment, her breath robbed by the bedroom eyes Laci was giving her.
Laci never acted like this before. Granted, the longest conversation they'd ever had was the obligatory introductions when she first moved in, but she'd never so much as hinted at being anything like this! Was this also the PokeNote's doing? Did it mentally change her to go with the physical transformation?
With no response from Heather, Laci decided to guide the conversation elsewhere. "Sooo, how are you?" she asked in a singsong voice.
Heather, realizing she actually needed to respond this time, composed herself as best she could. "Fine!" She cringed at the voice crack, cleared her throat and tried again. "Fine. I-I'm fine, thanks for asking."
Laci's smile made Heather's heart flutter. "That's good." She twirled her hair around a finger. "You know, we've never really gotten to know each other, have we? Five months in the same apartment and we're still practically strangers."
"O-oh, uh... Yeah, I guess that's true."
"So, I was thinking... Why not fix that? I'd love to get to know the cutie who's always eyeing me up~" Laci winked.
"C-cutie?" No one ever called Heather cute before. She fumbled an immediate reply, a series of false starts tumbling out her mouth as her brain desperately tried to formulate a coherent response before it overheated.
Laci's giggling only flustered Heather further. "Oh, you are just adorable~" Laci said.
The false starts continued on for what felt like an eternity. Eventually, Heather realized she was getting nowhere and stopped herself. She took a deep breath, then another. Laci just watched and waited patiently, still twirling her hair and fixing Heather with that alluring stare.
"I-I'd like to get to know you, too," Heather finally said, "b-but, um... Do you think we could, um, save that for another time?"
For the first time since waking up, Laci's smile fell. "Awww, why not now?"
"Well it's, it's just..." Heather let out a breath, ran a hand through her hair. "I just got back from work and, and... Y'know, I'm tired. I-I'm not in a- I'm not ready to have any...l-long talks. Y'know?"
A momentary silence passed.
"I promise I'll be up for it tomorrow!" Heather hurriedly added. "I'm off work tomorrow, so we could, um... You know... Spend the...whole day together... Maybe... If that's okay..."
Another silence passed, this one longer. Heather studied Laci's face to try and gauge how the Lapras was feeling, but the now neutral expression gave her no hints.
Finally, Laci's smile returned. It was softer, less teasing teasing, more understanding. "Fair enough." She giggled yet again. "I wouldn't want to wear you out with my overwhelming beauty when you're already so tired."
She stood. Just like her sitting up, the motion made for quite the spectacle despite her not making a show of it. Up and up Laci rose, until she towered over Heather. Their height difference was just so that Heather was eye level with Laci's massive tits, perfect for getting smothered and burying her head in that vast expanse of cleavage...
"Just make sure you're all rested for tomorrow. I'd love to have a nice, looong chat with you, get to know you much more...intimately~"
After taking a moment to revel in Heather's stunned expression, Laci sauntered her way over to her bedroom door. Her titanic ass and thunder thighs rippled with each step. The mesmerizing ripples demanded Heather's attention, almost to the point of being hypnotic. So enthralled was Heather that it took her a moment to realize Laci stopped moving.
Laci, paused in front of a doorway that was a bit too short for her, glanced over her shoulder at Heather. Her enchanting smile and half-lidded gaze enthralled Heather all over again.
"Good night, Heather," she said in the sweetest, most melodious voice Heather had ever heard. With a wink, she added, "See you tomorrow~"
With that, she ducked through the doorway. The door closed and silence returned.
Heather stood motionless, head swimming, the encounter she just had replaying over and over in her mind. She slapped herself, winced at the pain.
"That...really just happened..."
Rubbing her cheek, she looked over to the counter. The PokeNote still lay there, just as she left it. It occurred to her one of her other roommates might come in and notice it, so she snatched it up and rushed back to her bedroom. She leaned against the door with a sigh.
"Hooo-lyyy shiiit..."
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Further Testing:
So the PokeNote's no joke. Heather knows that now. But...just to make sure...it wouldn't hurt to test it out some more. See if it really does allow Heather to specify the changes to her liking. Again, just to make sure.
Contemplation and Lust:
Alright, so the magic notebook turned out to be the real deal. But why did Laci transform in the way she did, and why the change in personality? Heather tries to brainstorm why, but that might be a bit difficult with a sexy Lapras girl on the mind...
First Date(?) with a Lapras:
Heather's in no state to be doing any heavy thinking tonight, so let's fast forward to tomorrow. She meets with Laci, as promised, and the two spend the day getting to know each other. And quite intimately, at that.
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