This choice: ...a variety pack of strippers/hookers. • Go Back...Chapter #457, I Mean 3 Varieties by: Unknown Jamie gasped as her breasts suddenly surged outward, her hair lightening to platinum blonde as it lengthened, her waist constricting and her ass expanding. Thick makeup covered her face as she was forced up on tiptoes with high-heeled shoes appearing on her feet, and then her T-shirt and jeans shrank and altered into a halter top and a leopard-print microskirt.
She was still mostly recognizable as herself, but her mother and sister weren't so lucky.
Olivia's skin at first seemed to be tanning, but then it darkened substantially to a deep chocolate hue. Her entire body was getting "rounder," for lack of a better word. Her hair went from blonde to black and thickened, first developing into tight curls but then somehow straightening itself as it grew to the top of her ass. Her eyes changed from blue to a very dark brown as her nose flattened and her lips plumped up, makeup painting her face as well. She now wore high heels, capri pants, and a fishnet shirt over a bra that was pushing up her enormous breasts.
Danna's body developed out of its pre-pubescent flatness into the first stirrings of a very feminine hourglass, a little top-heavy as her breasts grew a couple of sizes. Her skin darkened to a yellowish-brown tone, her hair becoming a dark brown and lengthening as it styled itself into two pigtails. Her irises turned brown as her eyes developed epicanthic folds, becoming almond-shaped, her face also fully made up. She now wore a white blouse tied off below her breasts, a plaid microskirt, and patent-leather shoes with overly high heels.
"Mommy, you're black!" exclaimed Danna. "Mommy, I'm Asian!"
"How -- how --" Olivia was staring at the unfamiliar face in the mirror.
"I already told you 'how,'" Jack pointed out.
"Okay, then why?" asked Olivia. She still couldn't turn to face him.
"I don't want the three of you competing against each other."
"Competing?!" Jamie exclaimed.
"Yeah, the voluptuous black woman, the petite Japanese schoolgirl, and your standard blonde hottie," Jack identified. "For three very different tastes."
"Duh, but what do you mean, competing?!" Jamie reiterated.
"Oh, you can't tell?" Jack asked. "You three are now..."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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