Charlotte had been to one or two of the Beta Delta Gamma parties in the time she was dating Simon. They were mostly low-key and kind of nerdy affairs. The girls that turned up tended to be Phi Pi Phi girls, who were all STEM majors, polite and studious. A good match for the Beta Delta Gamma boys, even if a lot of enly lsaid boys lusted after some of the more "party girl" oriented sororities. Even having a "beach" theme for their party was daring, and Charlotte in her tank top and beach shorts was one of the few embracing it.
Of course that wasn't all she wore. Underneath she had her bikini on. It wasn't super skimpy or anything, but it was cute powde and powder blue and she felt it showed off her petite body well. The plan currently was to get Simon up to his room and then show him what she had on. It would be a nice, sexy surprise and a great distraction from that paper that was looming over her.
So all in all the girl with tits as big as her head dancing on the table was not part of the plan.
She wore a one-piece black swimsuit that only just managed to keep her covered via some sort of dark magic. Her blonde hair shone under even the somewhat sterile florescent light of the living room, and it flowed as she gyrated and swayed in time to the song. The table honestly didn't look like it should have been able to support her weight, but somehow it held.
Charlotte had apparently gotten in at the climax of the dance, as the song ended and the girl jumped off the table high enough that her hand pressed to the ceiling before she came down with an almighty jiggle. With a whoop of laughter she ran across the room and into the arms of a blushing… Derrick?
"Hey," said Simon, coming up to her.
"That's Derrick's girlfriend?" She was staring, but she was far from the only one as the girl shamelessly pressed herself into Derrick and kissed him.
"Yyyyup." Simon gestured over. "I'll introduce you."
Charlotte didn't break her stare as she was guided across the room. The giggling blonde was still draped against Derrick, but was pretty openly eyeing up both Simon and Charlotte. "Heya, you must be Charlotte. I'm Kim."
And that name that Simon had looked up earlier came back to Charlotte. There was a… passing resemblance. Maybe Kimberly was a family name and she shared? Hell, the Kimberly Simon had looked up might be some tragically lost aunt. "Hey," Charlotte said, taking the girl's hand.
"Derrick, ya didn't tell me Simon's gal was so pretty…" She turned a toothy grin Simon's way, "Careful. I might just take her for myself."
"Now now…" Derrick said, giving Kim another kiss. "I think you're both spoken for."
Charlotte herself wasn't quite sure how to take that. On the one hand she wasn't into girls… on the other there was something at least a bit gratifying about beach-bunny-Jessica-Rabbit complimenting her and seeming to mean it. "You look great too," Charlotte managed.
Kim laughed. "Hah! Let's face it gal, great's an understatement."
"They seem to be getting along," said Derrick. Across the room Charlotte and Kim had entered an animated conversation. "Way she was talking earlier, I was worried she couldn't hold a conversation that wasn't about sex."
"You sure that's not what they're talking about?" As Simon asked, both Charlotte and Kim looked over their way. Kim giving a flirty wave.
"I mean…" Derrick started and then cleared his throat. "Dude, what do girls normally talk about when guys aren't around?"
"The hell should I know?" For a moment Simon felt like he needed to push on what Derrick intended to do with Kimberly… but it was a party. There was always tomorrow. He was kind of concerned for both of them, that Kimberly saw herself as a living sex toy and might be encouraging Derrick to see her the same. For tonight though, he was willing to let them be.
"Sierra hasn't turned up yet?"
Derrick did a double take. "She isn't coming to this, is she?"
"I mean… nobody told her she couldn't."
"Fuck. You need me to run interference, dude?"
It was tempting, but that would leave Kim alone. Plus it would probably tie Derrick up for the evening. "No, but thanks."
"No problem."
Across the room, Charlotte leaned in and whispered something to Kimberly.
"Ok," said Simon, "that might be something we should worry about."
Charlotte wasn't sure what it was about this girl. Maybe it was that she was so open and bubbly, maybe she just gave the impression that she wouldn't be shocked by what Charlotte had planned.
"Love it," said Kimberly, leaning back and giving a big smile. "What can I do?"
"Oh, I don't- I mean it's just inviting him up to his room…" She felt a blush come to her cheeks even talking about it.
"I can help wit' that! We go up, get you ready, then I go an' get 'im."
Charlotte was still trying to catch up to how Kim was now part of the plan. "No, wait, what is there to get ready? It's just taking my-" She felt her blush rise. "-my clothes off. Then I'll be ready."
The look she got from Kim was almost sisterly, if a bit on the flirty side. "You've… never done nothin' like this before, have ya?"
"That obvious?"
"It's sweet. I'm sure he'll like it, but lemme come up and help ya out, ok?"
Charlotte was about to politely refuse, when they entered. "Oh," she groaned. "Boo. Hiss."
Kim followed her gaze to the two girls that had caught her attention. Sierra, Simon's ex, and Tara, Derrick's former crush. "Friends'a yours?"
"No, not really. God, I think she's here to show me up…"
And something came over Kim. That bubbly energy faded as she eyed up the two girls and the dropped jaws they were collecting. "Not if I've got nothin' to say about it."
Sierra had turned up in a long dress, semi-sheer so that you could see she had a purple bikini underneath. Tara, on the other hand, seemed to be avoiding the beach theme entirely by coming in a pair of leather pants and a red top. At one point she'd been the center of Derrick's affections. It wasn't hard to see why. She was an absolutely stunning goth girl. So stunning she was a semi-famous social media influencer.
Derrick seemed to have moved on from her, but Simon had always had a general negative opinion of her. Reinforced by Charlotte who had been vehement that Tara was trouble. "Never trust a girl who's rude to her barista," was all she said on the topic.
Simon hadn't known quite what to say to that, but Tara arriving in Sierra's company was already a point against her.
"Who invited them?" Derrick muttered.
"It's an open party," said Simon.
"Yeah but I-What is she doing?"
The she in question wasn't Sierra or Tara, it was Kim. She was dancing across the floor, drink in hand and eyes closed. Her sex-doll body had everyone's attention, enough that nobody really noticed Kim making a beeline for Seirra and Terra.
Even with water in her, Kim was still far lighter than the two. The colission sent her sprawling. Not that it mattered when her drink ended up all over them.
"Ohshit!" Kim slurred her words together as she shakily got to her feet. " 'M so surry.'
Seirra was stunned, while Tara was grabbing at Sierra's dress to mop up the spilled punch on her leather pants.
"Fuck sakes!" Tara growled. "Watch where you're going, you drunk slut!"
"Here, lemme-" Kim bent over to help, and ended up dumping the rest of her drink on the girls' shoes.
"Fuck off!" Tara gave Kim a shove, which had quite the effect even though Kim managed to keep her feet this time. "Where's the fucking bathroom!?" She said to the room at large. Grabbing Sierra, Tera stalked out while following a few shaky fingers.
Unconcerned, Kim strutted over to Simon and Derrick, giving Derrick a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Did you just-?" Derrick began, only to be cut off by a fuller kiss.
When she finally came up for air, Kim said. "I saw a girl in trouble, thought I'd help out."
"Where's Charlotte?" asked Simon. During the commotion he'd lost track of her.
"Oh, I think she was gonna head upstairs…" Kim gave a carefrree shrug. "Don't go up just yet though. Give 'er about half an hour, ok?"
"Why?"
Kim shook her finger. "Uh-uh. I ain't gonna ruin the surprise." She then pulled herself to Derrick. "So, listen. I've been cooped up for forty years, I didn't think it was gettin' to me, but now that I'm out… mind if I wander around a little?"
Derrick swallowed nervously, but said: "You don't need my permission."
"Great!" she downed the last of her drink and handed the cup to Derrick before giving him another kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you inna bit! And… maybe I'll have a surprise for you too?"
In one of the quieter parts of the frat house. The faint sounds of feminine voices were coming from behind a locked door. It wasn't quite shouting, but there was definitely a tone of an underling being berated. Kimberly leaned in and pressed her ear to the door.
"...believe you brought me to this lame ass party!" said a voice that sounded like Tara.
"You said it would be good for you to be seen-" Sierra started, but Tara was quick to cut her off.
"Do you know how much this outfit costs? If this is ruined I'm going to-"
Kim pulled back and sighed. None of that was healthy. Fortunately, she had a solution.
The bathroom door was locked, but it was one of those ones with a little hole in it that someone could put a coat hanger in if there was an emergency. Or, in Kim's case, her finger.
She put a finger against the hold and pushed, the rest of her body getting fractionally bigger as her finger squished down and slid into the handle. Inside she wriggled it around before she found the locking mechanism then clicked it open.
Grabbing the two valves from over each of her nipples and putting them in either hand, she opened the door and slipped in.
"Ugh!" Tara glared at Kim and fumed. "What do you want?"
"Look, I gotta apologize. That was a favor for a friend but it was mean to ya."
Sierra stepped forward, arms folded. Clearly she saw a way to redirect Tara's ire and save face here. "Apology not accepted. You'll be lucky if Tara doesn't bill you for those clothes you ruined."
"I swear, I can make it up ta ya. I got somethin' worth more'n all that."
Tara had turned towards the mirror, and didn't bother to look at Kim. "Look, we're not interested so just fuck off you airheaded bimbo."
Kim stepped forward and Sierra went to block her. The thing was, Kim was light, but she was just as strong as a full grown girl. When she wanted to, she could move fast. She darted by Sierra, one hand slipping up and under her skirt to plant a valve on her belly button with her right hand. Ducking down, she slipped under Sierra's reach and managed to slap a valve on Tara's exposed midriff too.
"Hey!" Tara pushed Kim away, and thanks to the weight difference it was pretty effective. Didn't matter though, the valve was already on.
"What is…?" Sierra tugged at her valve, but of course it didn't come off. In tugging at it, both girls realized air was rushing out of it. Well, not air. Kimberly wasn't quite sure what it was. Mundanity? Humanity? Same thing, really.
Less than a minute later she left the bathroom alone, Sierra's bag over her shoulder. Tara's bag, along with it's contents had been emptied into Sierra's. And of course, Sierra and Tara themself were also in there. Kim opened the bag and smiled down at them. "I know this is a bit scary right now., but trust me. Give it a chance and you girls are gonna love this! Though, Tara, we're gonna have'ta get rid of those little 'additions' of yours." She looked up. "Now, I just gotta get upstairs without 'em seen' me…"
Simon's room was neater than a lot of guy's rooms that Charlotte had been in. However he still didn't have much of a mirror. The only one was on his dresser, and it was adjusted for his height so Charlotte could kind of only see herself from the chest up in it.
Whatever, she knew she looked good in this bikini, she just needed to fix her hair…
The door clicked and she jumped, spinning around and crossing her hands over the bikini's somewhat skimpy bottom. She didn't stop covering herself when Kim came in. "What are you doing here?" She hissed as she rushed over.
"Thought ya might need some help."
"Look," Charlotte held up her hands. "I know you feel like helping, but I barely know you. This is just… It's something I can do on my own."
Kim looked her over, one hand on her hip. "I'm sure ya can. I just got one question and then I'll leave ya alone. If ya could be as sexy as me, would ya wanna be?"
Charlotte folded her arms beneath her chest. "I'm plenty sexy."
"Ain't what I asked."
No, it wasn't. Would she want to be as sexy as Kim? She didn't know if she'd want to be like Kim specifically, but as sexy as she was? That effortless sensuality she seemed to exude? Still, it wasn't like Kimberly could wave some magic wand and make Charlotte totally different. At best this was a pep talk and a bit of advice. If she just said yes, Kim would be out of her hair.
And who knew, maybe she had some good tips.
"Yes, Kim, I'd love to be as sexy as you."
She stepped closer. "Then close your eyes."
"You're not going to kiss me, are you?"
"Just close 'em!"
Charlotte sighed, wondering why she trusted this girl, and did as Kim asked. There was a shuffling noise, a bit like Kim might be taking off her swimsuit, then Charlotte felt something slap against her midriff.
"Hey! What-!?" She grabbed at it, but it was bound to her skin somehow. What was more, for some reason she could feel a rush of air against her hand.
"I know it's a bit scary at first, but you're gonna love it."
"I don't…" Charlotte looked at the plug, and then the mirror. It wasn't air running out of her. It was… something else, something she could feel being drained away, leaving her purer and more concentrated, but with every second she felt less… her. She reached for the plug to stop it up, but her hand just collapsed.
Charlotte's mouth formed an "O" of shock, and then it froze there as her eyes went wide and she collapsed.
She should have been afraid. That was her main thought. Not fear, but it's absence.
It wasn't even like the capacity for fear had left her. It was more the capacity for fear of this particular situation. She'd fallen, boneless (hell, everything-less) into a tangled pile with her bikini. She couldn't exactly feel, or even see, more just generally sense. She sensed her nose pressed up against her forehead while her back curved in on itself. Her hair was between her thighs while her feet were up by her ears and her arms twisted impossibly.
One thing she couldn't sense was time. She may have laid in that pile for a few seconds, or a few years, there was no way of knowing. All she did know was that she sensed being picked up and stretched out on the bed. Human again in outline if not any of the ways that mattered. Then she felt lips seal around her nozzle (her nozzle) and breath began to flow in hot and rich.
She swelled, taking on more of her previous shape. Not exactly it though. Her breasts had never been this big and round, neither had her bottom. Her hips not this wide, her legs not this long, and her face was just an image on an otherwise round head.
Or it at least was for a moment. All through her, like knuckles cracking but for her entire body, there was a pop and suddenly she had skin and could see and breathe and-
She felt rummaging down in her midriff, and she looked down. Kim was sealing up her valve and pushing it inside of her. The other thing she saw was that this was framed by a pair of gigantic domed breasts that would have more than filled her hands, each looking as fake as $3 bills.
Charlotte sat up, or she tried to sit up. What she ended up doing was flinging herself up off the bed and flapping her hands through the air.
"Whoa!" Kim grabbed her around the waist, keeping hold of her. "Careful there! Yer not as heavy as yer used 'ta."
"Let me go!" Charlotte pushed… and her body squished. Her hips compressed, her breasts got a bit bigger for just a moment, and she popped out of Kimberly's grip and into the air.
She drifted to the ground. falling slower than she would have before, and came to rest in front of the mirror.
Big eyes, puffy rounded lips, ultra smooth skin. She looked like some unreal Korean model with a ton of cosmetic surgery, mixed with a silicone stuffed pornstar and photoshopped to the point that she looked like some kind of… "I look like a sex doll."
Kimberly giggled from the bed, where she was tucking her suddenly smaller breasts back into her swimsuit. "Girl, ya are a sex doll."
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