Thanks for helping me get ready tonight!” Your girlfriend says appreciatively, “Just be careful with the red polish, the girl at the store said it could even stain skin!”

The pungent odor of the nail polish already has you weary, not expecting to be able to remove any potential stains. You carefully draw the brush from the bottle, making sure to scrape any excess liquid on the lid before careful dapping Shirley’s fingers.

“This is like a dream for you!” You chuckle, happy to help your girlfriend as she hangs her hands out for you.

“You mean a long time coming?” Shirley jokes back, sipping her iced tea as you move on to her next finger.

You take a moment to focus before responding to her, making sure to be very careful with the bright red nail polish as you paint your girlfriend’s nails. The smell is intoxicating, and you feel yourself get more invested into how the nails look; making sure all granular brush strokes go the same way, and there’s no blemishes on the two fingers you worked on.

“Wow, you’re doing better than some of the professionals I go to!” Shirley laughs, relaxing her hand a bit from her tensed worry about you doing a bad job.

“I told you, I’m basically good at everything I do- Whoa!” You suddenly exclaim, blushing red as a drop of red polish lands on your blue jeans.

“Guess those are done…” Shirley trails off guiltily, “Sorry about that.”

“Not your fault, I’ll just take these off…” You say as you absentmindedly grab your pants to take them off, “Fuck, I got the polish on my palm now, dammit!”

“Wash them quickly, this stuff could last for weeks!” Shirley exclaims, helping you out of your pants so you can soap up your hands.

You’re surprised by how loose your pants are when she takes them off, did you unbutton them without realizing?

You feel weak as you rush to the sink, dizzy as you reach down to dispense some soap. Shirley walks out of the bathroom, back to the nail polish to see if there’s any recommendation for cleaning.  

All you hear is a heavy pulse, ears basically deaf as you’re forced to keel over the counter. You feel moving sinew crack as your torso reshapes, the weight of your waist on the counter alleviating as your legs lengthen.

Even still, you feel your feet stretch to get on your tippy toes, your longer legs not making up for the shrinking of the rest of you. Strength in your shoulders fades as your hands slim down, fingers becoming delicate and slender as you hold on for dear life.

You feel nails curl up your fingertips, but that’s quickly interrupted by an explosion behind you. Your hips stretch as your waist cinches in, and your thighs are forced to squat as hefty fat pours into your ass.

You can feel the jiggling of your bubble butt as heavy eyelashes flutter with your blinking, but a subtle toning of your tummy flares arousal in your loins before you can even think to reach back.

Where’s your dick???

Maybe you shouldn’t have reached down just now…

But it feels soooo good!

The bright light of the bathroom fills your vision as your eyes open, and you’re anything but surprised to see bright red polish on your long nails. Erect nipples stand pert upon B cup breasts, begging to be touched as they tingle.

You can only moan quietly as your hands trail downward, womanhood screaming for relief as arousal quickly turns to desperate craving.

Your mind starts to wander as long fingers penetrate your virgin folds, and you bask in the grace of your body as you pose in the mirror. You can feel hair to tickle the upper ledge of your bubble butt, and giggle as you reach back to tug on two long pigtails.

Your hands are quickly back between your legs, aggressively massaging your frothing pussy as loud squeals echo throughout the room.

Suddenly Shirley’s behind you, gasping in the mirror as you edge closer to orgasm. Her hands stimulate your sensitive skin as she grabs you, and you moan sensuously before she grotesquely releases you.

“Why do you feel so- soft…

How’d you put on so much polish??” She asks when she sees your nails, “You didn’t even have the bottle just now…”

You’re unable to respond as your body is racked by multiple orgasms, but Shirley slowly realizes what must have happened.

“I’ll call the store up to ask what we can do about this, but I think the salesperson said it would last a few weeks…” Shirley trails off, “And you were pretty excited about this party…”

You know exactly what she’s thinking, but have too many reasons to not go.

“There’s no clothes for me, I’m way too curvy for anything you own! Plus, I’ll be so embarrassed, and I-” Shirley interrupts you with a finger to your lips, holding them shut as she puts hers up to yours.

She kisses you and sucks on her finger, enticing you to follow suit as you both moan.

“You never told me you were bi…” You say breathlessly, voice oozing with lust as you and Shirley pant.

“I never realized how attractive a girl can be, maybe I’m just attracted to you…” She giggles, cupping your womanhood and curling several fingers up inside you.

You both play around for another dozen or so minutes before realizing it’s almost time for the party, and you don’t have a single article of clothing to wear. This spurs a desperate dress up party, which ends with you squeezing into some of Shirley’s slutty sister’s maternity clothes.

“I could've sworn these boobs were smaller…” You mutter and ignore the bouncing plush breats as you try squeezing into the stretchy jeans, “And my ass was definitely not this big!”

You can hear Shirley laugh as you hop and jiggle, making you blush as you’re forced to bounce and wiggle your body to not be completely nude. Shirley thinks it’s funny to not let you wear panties, cynically claiming you would stretch and stain them.

“You know I can just stay home!” You whine, feeling extra girly as your face contours into a sexy pout.

“Then I guess we won’t meet any of those boys we were talking about…” Shirley smirks, watching your eyes sparkle when she mentions boys.

You’d never been attracted or even experimented with other guys, but this body is hungry for cock. You felt a bit of shame thinking about giving in to the temptation, but Shirley quickly helped talk you out of it.

“Okay, I’m ready to go!” You say cheerfully, jeans barely covering your stuck out bubble butt as shirley gives it a mind numbing squeeze.