I'd gone over to Gales place to get help with a birthday surprise I'd planned for my boyfriend. So far though, things weren't going according to plan. Oh, guess I'd better introduce myself. My names Jessica Allbright. I'm 21, female, and a college student. I haven't really decided on my major yet. I'm about 5'10", and my measurements are 44" F, 28", 36, with perfectly smooth lightly tanned skin, long wavy blonde hair, big bright blue eyes, and a face that, in any other time and place would have been described as simply breathtaking, and even now, in a world where changing your appearance is almost as easy as changing your clothes I still get more than my fair share of admiring looks. Yea, I've had a little work done.
So anyway, like I said, I was trying to convince Gale to help out with the project. Gale's my best friend, has been since jr. high. Even though she's a natural, that is, part of group that doesn't believe in body mods for cosmetic purposes, she's still a striking young woman. Good genes I guess. She's a little short for a Velusian woman, only about 5'6", with a tight athletic body, set off by a nice pair of D cup breasts, along with a shock of shoulder length bright red hair, sparkling green eyes, and just the slightest trace of freckles, hinting towards her Irish ancestry. Right now those eyes were staring at me as though I'd just gone crazy. Maybe she's sort of got a point, but it's my decision damn it!
"Come on Gale, you've gotta help me out here!" I pleaded.
"I said no!" Gale repeated.
"Come on, please! We're friends aren't we?" I said giving her the puppy dog eyes, trying as hard as I could to get her to reconsider. I was really going to need her help if I was going to______________________?