Unable to explain what just happened, Amy entered her home. But with every step she began to feel more and more feverish. A warmth blossomed in her chest, and she could feel sparks running through her body, stimulating every inch of her.
"What..." Amy breathed, tugging at her collar to find her chest had grown! In her surprise she tripped, falling to her knees. Her nipples hardened from the excitement, rubbing against the front of her dress as it became tighter and tighter. Amy shook, overwhelmed by the sudden wave of arousal that washed over her. She reached up a shaking hand to touch her swelling chest, gasping from the intense sensitivity she felt.
As her chest approached C-cups, she felt the energy in her begin to grow in her, moving down the rest of her body, her hips, thighs, and ass quickly catching up to her chest. Amy tried to get back to her feet, but found it difficult as her sense of balance was completely thrown off by the added weight of her breasts. She stumbled, finding the ground further away than it had been before. Hair brushed into her face, as Amy realized that it had become twice it's length. She began to feel a mild headache, as strange new thoughts began to swirl in her head, telling her how beautiful she's going to become, how no one will resist her, and how she can become even more powerful.
"No... That's not me!" Amy cried. But she felt herself becoming more and more lost in this new personality. She made a break for the phone, only to trip on something. She looked back and gasped. Her boots had transformed into tall heels. She struggled getting back to her feet, not used to heels more than a few inches tall. But every step was more coordinated, her widening hips swaying more and more as she began to walk as though she'd always worn heels this tall. She reached for the phone, but as she did her nails grew longer and perfectly manicured, causing Amy to struggle to dial. Making this even more difficult was her growing chest, blocking her view more and more as she looked down, and her hair, which was still growing longer and kept falling into her face. Every time she brushed her bangs back, she felt a little more lost. What was she doing at the phone again...?
She tried to think, but couldn't remember. But damn was her hair getting annoying. She should really fix that. She hung up the phone as walked to the restroom. Her dress began to reshape into a white crop-top that clung tightly to her DDD breasts, and a pair of low-riding pants that clung to all the right places. Her stride was like that of a model on a runway, and without her even having to think about walking that way. She saw herself in the mirror, just barely able to fit under the doorway. She pulled out her makeup kit and applied bright red lipstick to her plush lips and mascara to her long eyelashes. And after styling her hair, she took a step back, striking sexy pose after sexy pose. She bit her lower lip, feeling sexier than ever before.
"I'm so hot..." Amy smiled, caressing her breasts, "How can that Sonic keep saying no to me?"
That's when new information seemed to appear in her head. That as hot as she was, she could be even sexier. In between her breasts, Amy found a new pink emerald, and understood. She needed to let this power spread. And every time she did, she would become even more irresistible. All she needed to do now, was decide who to change first...
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