Two girls dressed in volleyball uniforms appeared in the room. After the briefest glimpse of disorientation, they both were at ease. That is, until they spotted the total babe in the room with them. "Amber?!?" they cried in stunned unison.
Both girls approached their smiling teammate. "You look a-maz-ing!" declared Jen, as she delicately ran her fingers along the fabric of Amber's lingerie.
Kristi was equally impressed. "How did - Oh my god! This is so soft!" she said, as she felt Amber's luxurious hair.
As the girls examined Amber, Chris was examining them. He was now sure that they had been at a game, because they were wearing the same boring uniforms and gym shoes Amber was wearing earlier. But aside from their clothes, they couldn't have looked much different from each other.
Kristi was a bit taller than Amber, a little scrawnier, and much paler. She kept her red hair in a super-short style, barely more than a buzz cut; if she let it grow much longer, its natural curliness would result in a wiry, tangled mess. Spots of red acne stood out on her pale complexion.
Jen, on the other hand, was shorter than both the others, and not nearly as fit. She wasn't fat per se, but she was leaning toward the chunky side. Tonight her long, black hair was in a braided pony-tail. She had inherited her hair and her eyes from a Chinese grandmother, but had gotten her stockiness from the rest of her family.
There was one thing the two newcomers did have in common - oversized (yet, not quite as good looking as Amber's) chests. The huge knockers looked out of place on skinny Kristi, but fit in with Jen's overall thickness. Chris looked forward to giving them both makeovers. His attention drifted back to what Amber was saying...
"...so I would just ask for something, and he would make it happen!"
Thanks to the wish that brought them there, neither girl had a problem believing what Amber was telling them. In fact, they wanted the same treatment as her.
"Chris! Fix me up next!" demanded Kristi.
Jen gave a look like she was about to say "No, do me!", but then backed away slightly. She had always been reserved, deferring to others sheepishly.
"Hmmm,.. I don't know... " he coyly replied. He fully intended to give them complete overhauls, but he decided to tease them a bit first. "Well, maybe I can change one thing for each of you. Kristi, what do you want to change?"
"I want glamourous hair like Amber's!" she blurted out. This was a no-brainer for Kristi. She had always hated her hair - absolutely hated it. She had been to every stylist and tried every product, but nothing could tame the coarse mess that her scalp produced. But her hair was no match for the wishing rock.
Chris rolled his eyes. "What is it with these chicks and their hair?" he thought to himself. But, he knew he had to start somewhere, so he gave her the same opening wish as Amber, "I wish you had long, healthy hair"
A shiny red mass of tight spiral curls burst forth from her head, stopping when it reached the same length as Amber's. At first she could only stare at herself in the mirror. Then she shook her head, causing her ringlets to gyrate more wildly than an 80's rock video. When it settled back into place, she grabbed a handful of strands, reveling in the silky texture she had always dreamed of. She pulled the lock straight, extending it well past her ass; when she let it go, it sprang back into shape, joining the rest of her crimson tresses. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Oh my God, thank you," she said softly, trying to keep her voice from cracking.
"No problem, Red. Jen- you're up!" He said, hoping her wish wouldn't be hair related.
Jen seemed hesitant to answer. "Uhm... " she stammered, biting her lower lip in uncertanity. "Can you make me taller?"
"First, lets lose the 'shy girl' act. I wish you were more confident"
A flood of self-assurance entered her mind. "Make me taller" she said with conviction.
"I wish you had a tall, athletic build" he replied, adding a bit of what he wanted to what she asked for.
Her arms and legs began stretching, taking on muscle tone as they went. Her unchanged uniform began looking smaller and smaller on her, revealing a flattening midriff. The only features that retained their bulkiness were her breasts and her rear, which stood out pleasingly on her otherwise slender frame. When her growth spurt ended, she stood just over 6 feet, making her tallest person in the room. She stared at her reflection with a look of satisfied arrogance. "Now, fix my clothes," she smugly demanded.
"Whoa, hold on stretch. I said you would change one thing. Besides, if I do decide to change something else, it's Kristi's turn."
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Mon Sep 29 19:46:10 2008