The three of us put our blonde, brunette and red heads together in a huddle and passed the joint closer and the warmth of the spiked hot chocolate. We...tried passing ideas around about cutting down our ses sessions more, but no one’s heart was really into that; the one thing that really binded us even more than our biblically linked names was our love of sex. Volunteer extra credits was an option, but we couldn’t figure out what kind of crafts would even remotely connect with Moby Dick which was. " Watch this." I said excitedly.I got up on my hands and knees under the covers and I felt my tits swing down. They got bigger when I was on my hands and knees, they looked bigger and they felt bigger.Davey wriggled around with his flashlight and pulled my pajama top up out of the way. "Get underneath me so you can see them better." I said. "Your tops in the way. Will you take it off?" OK."I sat up, turning the covers into a tepee and laughed as I took my pajama top off. Davey sat up facing me.. . it's gorgeous!' She was right,Harry's transformation was virtually complete, owning as he did a pert,yet curvy butt and legs that had no ending. Harry now had the body Tinahad fantasised about for years, right down to the ultra longfingernails. Worryingly, he was already wearing makeup, including bloodred lipstick and false eyelashes.'I... I...' Harry started. 'I... LOVE it!' he proclaimed, jubilant withhis new body.'What? What are you talking about Harry? You've turned into a bimbo!'she. I knew the story the moment I saw the two of them-- a slender, athletic blonde in her early 30s, fresh from her workout no doubt, striding into the bar with the confidence of a long time veteran of the singles scene, and behind her a friend, chubby and insecure, round face partly hidden behind black curls and glasses, neckline higher and skirt longer than anyone else in the bar, trying to show off the good personality everyone always said she had. Wishing she were somewhere else and didn't have.