After all, she was a changing girl. A growing girl.Megan felt a tingle in her dramatically enhanced chest as if to punctuate the point.“No-it’s, i...’s, wrong, oh god but so good,” Megan babbled.The young woman writhed on the floor as something overwhelmed her last vestiges of humanity, training her to kill and to spread.6Jessie looked around the empty gym and the hallway past the line of glass windows on the wall behind her. Not a soul.She reached out and tested the steel door knob of the. However..."She tilted her head."As I might have mentioned ... I am not anonymous," she continued. "Now, personally, I don't mind when a photo of me hanging out with a hot guy gets released. It comes back to those lesbo rumors and ... well, the country crowd ain't too hip to divergent lifestyles. But you might want to keep a few more days of anonymity and hanging out with me at a beach is pretty sure to put that to a quick end." Yeah," I agreed. "I was just thinking about dinner. They have a. I drew in a deep breath, and watched those small breasts rise. "It's amazing," said the girl beside the bed. "Isn't this amazing." "Amazing." I turned slowly around to look at this stranger, feeling like my head might snap loose from this alien body. "Who are you?" I asked. It wasn't the question I really wanted to ask, but at least it was almost sane. "Cathy," she said. "It's me, Cathy." "You're not Cathy," I said in my ridiculous voice. The naked girl sat down on the. Her excitement had risen throughout the day and by the afternoon she could not draw her eyes away from the crotches of her male co-workers. Her mind dallying on their cocks wrapped neatly up, tucked away but ready to spring forth, to grow and expand like some giant reaching out toward her. She imagined herself impaled upon their cocks, riding them thinking dimly that this was wrong, but being so overwhelmed by satisfying her need, her body could not respond. She had to shake her head to dispel.