Kat looked in the mirror at the results of her handiwork. She had spent her suspension reading each story in the book again, and within the span of three days at her magnified rate of growth, she had become truly breathtaking.
She had wanted to be more beautiful than Angelica, and she was.
It wasn’t close.
She was still a few inches shorter, but in every other respect, she was now either superior or far superior to her rival. A serious expression gracing her flawless complexion, seductive, sensual eyes studied the magnificent image in the mirror. Her skin seemed to glow, radiating health and vitality. She wouldn’t need foundation any longer. It could only detract from her beauty now. Her pink lips beckoned to be kissed. She could feel the appeal herself—it was difficult to imagine what someone else must feel.
Her breasts were full and lush, barely contained in her new 32DDD bra, her arms willowy but toned and defined. Her slender waist was packed with firm muscle, sexy lines engraved down their length.
As she turned to view her profile, the curvaceous bulges of her calves clenched and released with the movement. Her ass divine in its voluptuous swells from the curve of her lower back before tapering into slim, polished thighs.
Her expression severe, fluffing her sumptuously shimmering copper mane, her slender, feminine fingers lost in its vibrant mass, she considered whether she was as beautiful as the women in swimsuit magazines. As she contemplated, she revised the question to how much more beautiful she was than the women in those magazines.
Still, her plump lips remained frozen in a slight frown. She was bent on standing up to the two girls that had ambushed her and dented her already rocky relationship with her mother. Until she got some measure of revenge, she would not smile.
“Kat?” came her mother’s voice from outside her closed bedroom door. “You have a visitor…”
Kat’s frown deepened. Visitor? Who could that be? Jess?
She put on a robe and pulled the door open. Her mom stood behind Rick, who stood there with a small stack of papers.
“I-I brought you your assignments for the days you were gone,” he said, punctuating it with an audible gulp as his eyes darted to her vivid eyes then away several times, as if afraid to lose himself in them.
“Isn’t that nice of him?” commented Kat’s mom. “I’ll leave you two to catch up,” she said with a quick smile, then turned and descended the stairs.
Kat let Rick inside, her cognitive wheels turning as he brushed past her. She closed the door and nearly gave him a forbidden smile as her eyes lit with the plan that was forming in her mind. Rick had been Angelica’s symbolic conquest, stripping Kat of the potential for blossoming love on Valentine’s Day. Rick had been her way of showing Kat she could have whatever she wanted of Kat’s most valued possessions.
Rick wasn’t a possession, and she didn’t want to view him that way, but if he had dropped his interest in her at the flutter of a prettier girl’s eyelashes, then turnabout was fair play, wasn’t it? Besides if he were originally interested in her, but drawn to the most attractive woman around, he should be doubly satisfied if he had both at once. She didn’t believe he would have any complaints about what she had in mind.
Game on, she decided.
“That’s so considerate of you, Rick,” Kat said, putting her dulcet, seductive voice to work in a soft purr. She saw a visible tremor run through him at the sound and gave a soft smile.
Loosening the tie on the robe, she approached him slowly, running her fingers down his arm until they clasped the papers he held. Her eyes never left his as she set them on her desk.
“How can I repay you the favor?” she said as her robe fell open to reveal her luscious, scantily-clad form. She watched with satisfaction as his eyes drifted downward, widening along the way.
“I’ve been a growing girl,” she said, fingertips rising along his arm once more as she did her absolute best to seduce the young man with what she’d seen on movies and television.
“Oops!” she said coquettishly. “Do you like my new developments?”
It might be a little much, but she was new to this kind of thing, and, with the way he was looking at her, she was gaining confidence in her sex appeal by the second.
“Um, yeah.”
Okay, so Rick wasn’t at his most eloquent right now. But that was a good thing, right? Kat slipped off the rest of the robe, putting her whole, delicious body on display, aside from bra and panties. She gave him a meaningful look before marching over to her closet.
The previous day, she had bought an evening gown that fit her, just in case the occasion presented itself. And it had. It was a black, floor-length gown with a long slit, almost to the hip, and a single shoulder cut. Both sexy and sophisticated, she had been hoping to wear it to the spring formal next week as part of her plan… of course, by then, it may not fit her anymore.
She knew it would impress Rick, though, and she intended to make a show of putting it on. She slipped it off the hanger, turned to face him, and, watching his roaming eyes, unzipped the back, stepped into it, then shimmied the tight fabric slowly over her swaying, supple hips. She pulled the single shoulder over her toned flesh, walked toward him, and turned. She gathered her thick, ginger tresses and splashed them over a svelte shoulder. She looked over the other shoulder, eyes meeting those of the speechless boy.
“Would you mind?” she asked, flicking her eyes down to her back as she twisted.
“W-What?” said Rick, too entranced by her show to understand what she was indicating.
“Zip me up?”
“O-Oh. Right.”
He reached out a trembling hand and raised the zipper deliberately upward until it reached her sculpted upper back. When she heard it stop, Kat whirled around, brushing her large breasts against his arm and chest with the motion.
“Thanks!” she said, before giving him a big hug—and pressing as much of her sinuous body against him as she could. His arms timidly snaked behind her before pulling her even more tightly toward him. As they released the hug, Kat commented.
“Mmmmm. You’ve been working out, haven’t you?”
She felt one of his biceps and broadened her smile, watching beads of sweat appear on his forehead. She backed up and twirled, putting her pirouette skills from ballet to use. As she finished, she placed her hands on her hips, eyes sparkling.
“So what do you think? Will this make a good dress for the spring dance?”
He seemed to be attempting to speak, but no words were coming out. Kat decided to help him along.
“I mean, if you asked me to the dance, would you be pleased to have me on your arm wearing this?” She gave him a long-lashed wink.
“Y-yes,” he croaked. “Oh, yes…”
Pleased, she gave a little hop, then twirled once more.
“So what do you think? Wouldn’t you like to go with me, Ricky? I don’t think Angelica can fill out a dress quite like this, can she?”
“N-no... I mean yes! I mean no about Angelica, and, uh, yes about going. To the dance, I mean.” came the raspy, flustered response.
Kat clapped her hands together, again hoping she wasn’t overdoing it, and hugged him again. Mission accomplished. It was time for Angelica to experience life in her wake for a change.
“I can’t wait to go with you. Thanks again for the assignments! See you at school tomorrow!” she said before walking the hormone-addled boy out of her bedroom and shutting the door behind him.
Her smile, mostly just an act for her target, instantly evaporated as she recalculated her plans to get even with Angelica and Vanessa.
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