crashlovesbimbos: New story up at Smashwords! It’s a short little tale for $2.99, about a date
crashlovesbimbos: New story up at Smashwords! It’s a short little tale for $2.99, about a date going badly – that is, until a curious little magic man offers Gary some mysterious help…and suddenly, Helen is his plaything to his wishes. –Helen paused, looking at the glass in her hand, and let out a little cute giggle, which was already getting pretty high pitched. “Wow, uhm, I should take it easy on the drinks, huh?” she asked, and let out another cute laugh, hand coming to her mouth. “You seem to be enjoying yourself.” “I am!” Helen said, with a nod. She again tittered, hand to her mouth. “Ohmigod, I feel…giggly.” As she spoke, her hair danced around her head. The features of her face were morphing slowly, the cheekbones rising and the fat on her neck slimming. Acne scars and red splotches faded as her skin bronzed, slowly, starting with her nose and spreading down her chin. “Well, I’m glad,” he said, with a gesture to the kitchen. “Did you still want desert?” “Ooh!” she said, excitedly, suddenly giving a very girly squeal and waving her hands around. “That’d be, like, super!” Helen again gave a little look at her hands, and put them down, baffled at her behavior, then fidgeted in place. It was invisible for a second, but Gary shot a quick glance at her chest – right on time, he could see her top was a little tighter. The change was gradual but she was no more than a B cup earlier. She was now getting a nice ample little pair in there. He had but to watch. Gary tried not to stare, but it was hard not to, as her facial features sharpened slowly, her skin getting smooth, her jaw and neck getting slender, and her lips plumping as her smile widened. More than once she tried to stop smiling, but in no time the grin returned, a little dopier than the last time. Her eyes were looking larger as the intelligence left them, bringing the sexy green of her pupils to light. She was becoming a babe – and a rather dumb looking one. She looked like the kind of airhead hanging off a rich guy’s arm. -- source link