"I know who you were thinking of... you dog." you chuckle at Matt, as she starts to blush. Even in her old clothes she has the kind of curves that are impossible to hide.
Her body now is soft and sweet.
Let's clothe it just a treat.
From her head to her seat.
From her mind, tout suite.
Matt's hands darted to cover her crotch and chest even before her old boyish clothes started to fade away.
"Should I call you Matilda." you ask.
Restraining a smirk is difficult, as you see a new layer of clothes appearing. It is skin-tight, figure hugging and rather sparkly. Just as you expected.
"Or perhaps you'll be more of a Jessica."
She gave a squeal, as her breasts were lifted and supported by the shape of her new outfit.
As Jessica held her hands up, she watched them take on a purple hue, from fingers to elbow, until the gloves formed properly.
"I need to sit down." she murmured. Her voice was deep, husky and every word seemed to promise sex.
Her chest jiggled as she sat down. She scowled at you when your eyes were drawn to the prominently displayed flesh shifting and shimmying.
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