The trio stood there, blinking. They quickly began to examine their own bodies. "Do I have a tail? Please tell me there isn't a tail," Shego asked, trying desperately to look at her own ass. It was actually reassuring that she couldn't see it. That meant her ass wasn't huge. When you wear a skin tight green and black suit, you don't want a huge ass.
Ron, deciding to be helpful, leaned in for a good look. "Uh...nope. Nope, no tail," he noted before Kim grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him back.
Clicking her teeth, Shego picked up the device. "Tell ya' what, Princess," Shego remarked. "I'll let you off easy this time. I gotta ask the doc what he just did to me. You can figure it out for yourself for all I care." Shego took off. While she would love to kick Kim's ass, she would like to stop any chance she'd be mutated into some sort of gelatinous freak. ...again.
Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, Kim grabbed Ron and took off. Whatever just happened, it could wait. After all, the mission was complete. Drakken's latest...doohickie...you know, they never even bothered to ask what it did...whatever...it had been shut down and destroyed. Happy times all around.
***
Shego woke up the next day, rubbing her eyes. Drakken tried to get all indignant about her letting Kimmy go, but a glowing green hand was enough to shut him up. When she demanded to know the purpose of the device that Ron had triggered, Drakken stared at it a bit before holding up his hands and saying it wasn't his.
Once again, Dr. Drakken had lifted an invention from Demento. That guy was always inventing things, then forgetting about them. And since Shego wasn't on the best of terms with the nutjob, she couldn't ask him what it did.
Stretching, Shego paused. Something felt...off. She slept simply in a t-shirt and panties. She liked to think Kim slept in some ridiculous looking set of pajamas...just because it was funny. She hoped to never find out otherwise.
Anyway, her panties felt...tight. Grunting, she tried to undo the wedgie she had somehow gotten. "I swear, if that was some sort of ass enlarger, I'm going to go on a killing spree," Shego muttered. Sadly, it was a bit more then that...
***
Kim touched her stomach again, biting her lip. Yep. Still there. A rock hard set of abs. Groaning, she shook her head. This was kinda awkward. Add to it the fact her arms and legs were looking a bit more...defined then they should, and she was in a serious crisis.
She was a cheerleader! She couldn't go out with arms and legs that looked like they belonged on the next Miss Universe! And Bonnie! Oh, that bitch would NEVER let her live it down!
"Okay...long sleeves for today..." Kim muttered, digging through her wardrobe. She'd come up with some excuse for not attending cheerleading practice later. Then she'd ask Wade what was happening to her, he'd get it fixed (because he always did) and all would be well. Surely.
***
Rufus jabbered, gesturing wildly on the sink. "I know, buddy, I know!" Ron replied, tugging on his hair. And he could do so because it was a few inches longer then it was the night before. "No time for a haircut...whaddya think, Rufus? Would I look good with a shaved head?" Ron asked, sounding hopeful.
Staring at him for a moment, Rufus blanched, shaking his head. "Uh uh!" Deflating, Ron sighed. "Yeah, I thought not..."
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