"Wow, that felt really good!" Stocking noted as she looked down at her changed lips, with the plush masses now sticking out far enough to make doing so quite easy. "Is that what I've been doing for you, sis? In that case, I think it's time that I start treating myself a bit!" The cream-leaking blonde angel was still in her trance, and thus wasn't able to tell that her gothically-dressed counterpart was addressing her, instead quivering as she hefted her overfull breasts up to present them to the mirror, cheesecake filling splashing out of her nipples over everything around all the while.
"Alright gloves," Stocking started, back to addressing the magical handwear, "how about you boost this booty? Let's make sure that I have something to keep her jealous." Sure enough, the gloves jumped to the task, diving up the gothic angel's dress and darting towards the pale globes of her rear. Stocking let out a brief squeak as the handwear began rubbing, the flesh under their caresses immediately responding by steadily swelling outward as the electric feeling from before ran rampant through it. After the first few moments, the gloves spread out to the angel's thighs and hips as well, causing them to thicken alongside her bloating rear.
"Nnnnnggghhhh," Stocking moaned, not bothering to hold back the pleasured sound; if anything, she exaggerated it, as if by showing off how pleasant the gloves's ministrations were, she was somehow sticking it to the still-entranced Panty. Either way, her lower body continued to thicken and widen, filling out her dress and causing its lower hem to pull its way up her legs. After what seemed like both forever and no time at all, the gloves finally pulled away, Stocking reflexively letting out a dissappointed sigh as the sensations they coaxed from her slowly faded.
"Mmmmm, that was nice." Stocking hummed as she looked down at herself. Her hips were at least as wide as her shoulders, joining thighs that were thick enough to squish together in supporting a butt that boasted the size of twin basketballs mashed together side by side. The angel's dark dress, already short as it was, barely covered anything now. The lower halves of her pale globes were in plain sight, puffed out even further from how the dress's lower hem dug into them, and her panties had completely dissappeared between them.
"So, what to do next?" Stocking proceeded to muse.
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