Beth looked around to see if anyone was looking at her as she pulled her arms across her exposed breasts. Satisfied that no one had noticed that she was topless, she reached for her oversized shirt and quickly pulled it over her head. Only the shirt seemed tighter than she remembered. Standing up, Beth finally started to give her body a good look.

Gasping, she looked down at her legs and flexed her right thigh. Hard, almost fitness sized muscles bulged up, curving with more femininity than any woman Beth had ever seem, including those in her magazines. Reaching her hands down, she rubbed them over her abs, marveling over the exposed six pack that every girl in school strived for. Moving her hands up, she giggled at how firm her breasts were. Were they bigger too? Even her arms looked more shapely. Bringing her hand up to push her long blonde hair out of her face she cooed at the small, curvy bicep that seemed to leap to attention when flexed, then seemingly disappear when she relaxed.

What ever just happened to her was wonderful. Pinching her arm to convince herself she wasn't dreaming, she looked around and spied her ruined top. Smiling, she walks over toward the bikini, Beth practically floated on air as her dense, strong legs propelled her easily forward. Reaching down, she snagged the top and stood back up, deciding what to do next.