She was amazed, and a little terrified at the gorgeous chestnut Barbara reflected back from the mirror. Preening and posing came naturally, as she examined her new body from every angle. No trace of the timid bookworm Susan was visible. It was scary for her, the degree which she liked this new look. She could well imagine the reactions she'd draw. The admiring glances, the jealous looks, and inside her head Susan still resided.
Her hands roamed over her body, it felt so good, every touch feeling like a caress. Even her over-inflated curves felt right. Susan couldn't imagine having these extreme zaftig hips and bust. They felt so reassuring, a body confidence she'd never felt before was oddly unsettling, as she found herself questioning every decision she'd made. If it felt this good to be pretty, to be this drop-dead gorgeous, she knew why the cheerleaders had dismissed her.
She collapsed to sit a resounding ripple coming from her ass as she landed on the bench. The matching ripple from her bust just adding to her self-confidence.
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