Chapter II: A Few Changes
Brenda made a mental note to evaluate her actions more carefully in order to
avoid the curse that went with her new ability. Eager and curious to see how
it worked, Brenda made her way over to her dorm's small wall mirror. She
looked in it and decided to test out the ability with something small. She
looked at her hair and imagined it changing colors from brunette to blonde.
She firmly believed in the "blondes have more fun" stereotype, so she decided
she'd try out being a blonde for awhile. The change from brunette to blonde
lasted about ten seconds. Brenda was amazed at the woman that was staring
back at her. Her new hair looked exactly like she had envisioned it in her
imagination. She wasn't at all sure why she was surprised. After all, she
didn't doubt her power, but something in the back of her head made her think
the old man was a phony. Her suspicion was quickly dismissed with the success
of her transformation, though.
Brenda jumped up on her bed and lay down, thinking about all the different
aspects she could change about herself. Her train of thought was interrupted
when she heard the rattling of keys and her doorknob turning. She looked over
to see her roommate, Jeri, returning home.
"I guess things didn't work out with you and Brian if you are home this
early." Jeri said.
"He didn't even show up. The bastard ." Brenda commented with a tone of
disgust.
"Ahh, I see. Well, it looks like you went out and dyed your hair instead.
I didn't know any salons were open at this time of night." Jeri said.
"I didn't go to a salon. It's a long story, but I'll try to give you a recap.
I met this strange old coot who gave me the power to magically change any
part of my body or clothing. Now, I know you aren't going to believe me, so
I'll show you." Brenda said as she got up and walked toward the room's mirror.
She looked into the mirror and they both watched in amazement as Brenda's
cloths changed from a nice dating outfit into cutoff jean-shorts and a tee
shirt. Brenda's hair also reverted to brunette, its natural color. "There. I
told you so." Brenda said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Holy shit! This is amazing. Have you tried it with anything else? How'd you
get it? Where can I get it? Damn." Jeri said at a rip-roaring pace.
"Calm down. I just finished using it when you walked in. I haven't done
anything else, but I'm going to try soon. I just want to think of something
first." Brenda replied.
"Wow. That is so cool." Jeri told Brenda.
"Yeah, no kidding. I think I'm going to do a complete make over now. Watch
this." Brenda remarked. Brenda looked in the mirror and concentrated. Her
hair turned back to a dusty blonde and she gained four inches, bring her to
five feet ten inches. Brenda continued to concentrate on herself and removed
all hair follicles from her legs, arms and armpits. She concentrated even
more and felt the actual roots of the hair removed as well. Brenda continued
by removing a birthmark on her left leg. Pleased with her initial changes,
Brenda persisted on. "Watch this." she said to Jeri. Brenda looked back at
the mirror and saw the freckles, which adorned her face and body, disappear.
After removing the blemishes, Brenda gave her skin a darker tan and made sure
to remove her bikini lines. Her skin was now free from any kind of
discoloration or blemish.
"Oh damn." Jeri said, watching in amazement at Brenda's changes. "That was
too much. This is the greatest thing I've seen since makeup. I've gotta get
this."
"You ain't seen nothing yet! I've got much more to do." Brenda exclaimed.
Brenda turned her attention back to the mirror and concentrated on her
breasts. She felt exhilarated as her B-cup tits billowed out, passing C-cup
and into the realm of full D-cups. Brenda's bra and shirt complained by
tightening, but Brenda fixed that with a change in her clothes. Her tee shirt
transformed into a nice shirt with a very generous v-plunge. Her bra
responded to the changes by expanding outward in order to contain Brenda's
new D-cup wonders. Brenda, feeling she should show a bit more cleavage,
changed her bra into a tight push-up that embellished her new curves.
Brenda, still in the mood for more change, turned around and faced her ass
toward the mirror. She looked over her shoulder into the mirror and commanded
her ass to tighten and firm. It responded, making the view from behind almost
as much of a treat as from the front. Brenda, overjoyed, continued. Her waist
thinned and her legs smoothed. Brenda felt a miniskirt would be more
appropriate with her new look, so her cutoff jean shorts changed into one of
the tightest miniskirts Brenda had ever imagined possible. Brenda and Jeri
both looked in the mirror in amazement as the bombshell Brenda had become.
Brenda was dressed to kill and had the body to match.
"Whoa!" Jeri said, still in amazement of Brenda's power and new looks. "That
is so impressive. I guess you never have to worry about getting stood up
again. Any guy who would stand you up now would be either gay or blind. With
looks like that you could have every guy in town. Just take your pick, shit.
I can't believe it. I would kill to look like that." Jeri said in awe.
"Pretty trippy, eh." Brenda joked, peering into the mirror to check her
outfit. "I just got the coolest idea. I'll check ya later. I'm going out."
Brenda told Jeri.
Jeri just stood at the door with her mouth open, thinking she'd wake up from
a dream any second now. This just defied belief.
