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The next morning Sylvia awoke to feel someone snuggled up to her. It was a bit dark to see, but she knew Bethany by feel.

“Your mom left to get us breakfast, and I thought...”

“Mmm, good thinking.” Sylvia moaned softly, as Bethany kissed her deeply, mouth open and sensual.

“God, I want you so badly,” Bethany moaned. “It’s like something wants to explode out of me.”

Sylvia slid her hand down to Bethany’s crotch and she moaned loudly. She had a fully formed cock down there, and Sylvia found herself stroking it.

“Ohhhh God!” Bethany said. “That feels soooo....”

Sylvia smiled in the darkness.

Bethany moved to be on top of Sylvia, kissing her mouth. Sylvia lost in the feelings and the emotions allowed Beth to part her legs. She had feelings from many areas of her body, new areas, that hadn’t sent signals before. Her chest ached, the nipples standing erect and straight while her fingers found Bethany’s cock and guided it into her moist entrance. She gasped a bit as it went in as her hymen was pierced, but then she relaxed and felt the thickness of the shaft sliding into her and she shivered.

“Ohh, baby, you feel soooo good!” Bethany said, moving faster and faster, sliding in deeper. “Ohh, I can’t hold it, I’m gonna—”

Bethany pistoned her body faster and faster, and Sylvia felt the spurting of someone inside her and she moaned.

Sylvia felt Bethany spasm a few times, and she pulled her close.

“Did you enjoy that.”

“God yes,” Bethany said. “You?”

Sylvia smiled. “It was nice.”

“You didn’t...”

“No, but this was your first time with—”

“God, I was like a schoolboy wasn’t I!”

Sylvia chuckled, throwing off the covers. “We should probably get ready. Cynthia will be back shortly.”

Sylvia reached over and turned on the light.

They both gasped when they saw the other. Sylvia got up to look in the mirror, pulling on her pants as Bethany did the same.

“Jesus, looks like we’re still changing,” Bethany said.

“At least I don’t appear to be getting any older,” Sylvia said. “Maybe I have my youth back at least?”

Sylvia’s hair had grown during the night and her skin was soft, supple and hairless, while Beth had bulked out some, growing a bit taller and attaining more definition in her arm and abdominal muscles. Both of their chests were flat, but Sylvia’s nipples had spread out, while Beth’s had contracted into tiny buds.

“Do you think if we keep having sex, we’ll continue to change?”

Sylvia shrugged. “Who knows, at this point.”

Bethany giggled, wrapping her arms around Sylvia. “I’m game if you’d like to try.”

Sylvia smiled. “Let’s wait for Cynthia at least. I’m starving.”

“Why do you call her Cynthia?” Bethany said. “She’s your mother.”

Sylvia scratched her head. “Yeah...in my head I still feel like I’m Sylvia, not Jeremy.”

“Wish we still had the Reckoning Stone,” Bethany said. “It just poofed while you were using it.”

“Yeah, Jerem...I mean Sylvia’s magic was very strong. I think it was destroyed before it fully completed whatever it was.”

“God, she is going to be so pissed. We should move to Aruba.”

At that moment, the door opened, and Cynthia walked in. Sylvia and Bethany both gave a jump then laughed.

“What?” Cynthia said, carrying plastic bags with food containers.

“We were just saying how pissed Sylvia probably is right now, and you walked in.”

“Ahh, yeah. About that.”

Sylvia and Bethany helped pass out the food and plastic utensils, then they sat down.

“What?” Sylvia said.

“I think we need to eat, and then make a beeline for the commune. We can stay there awhile until the coast is clear.”

“Actually, I think the opposite,” Sylvia said. “Right now, she is probably at her weakest. We should hit her now while we can, before she can develop her strength again.”

“Yes, but hit her with what, Jeremy?” Cynthia said.

Sylvia shrugged. “A bus?”

“My dad has a shotgun,” Bethany said.

Sylvia nodded. “A baseball bat, a crowbar, anything.”

“Honey, apart from us, no one knows what’s been going on.”

“And?”

“And we’d be committing a felony! We’d go to jail!”

Sylvia nodded as she ate her breakfast. “I wish there was a way we could strip her of her magic. She’s too powerful when she’s at full strength.”

“That’s why we need to go see the Guru and find out what to do,” Cynthia said.

Jeremy and Bethany nodded, glancing at each other.

***

Three hours later the trio stood at the gate that led to the guru’s commune. Sylvia and Bethany had continued to change, albeit a bit slower than the morning. Jeremy had lost another inch or two in height, her hair had continued to lighten, and was thinner in overall appearance, while Bethany gained height and had bulked out a bit.

“It’s like we’re swapping roles ourselves,” Bethany said, brushing Sylvia’s hair from her eyes.

“Yeah, it’s strange being eye level to you.”

“No changes in you, Cynthia?”

“Oh...I do feel like...well. I have this itch that needs to be scratched, but...nothing like you two are undergoing.”

They continued down the path. Sylvia tried not to scratch at her chest, but the more they walked, the more irritated it felt.

After another hour or so of walking, they made it to the center. However, Guru Venkman was nowhere to be found. Sylvia, Bethany, and Cynthia searched each building, pool, meditation chamber, and altar, yet there was no sign anyone had been there recently.

“I was just here,” Sylvia said. “You don’t think Jer...I mean, Sylvia might have done something to the guru, do you?”

“I dunno, but my face itches,” Bethany said, scratching at her chin.

“You’re growing a beard, love,” Cynthia said. “Don’t scratch it, we’ll get you some razors when we get back.”

“What should we do?” Sylvia said. “It’s not like Guru to abandon his post. Plus, there were other people here. Where have they all gone?”

“It is starting to get dark,” Bethany said, clearing her throat. Her voice had been getting deeper as the day went on. “Maybe we should find a place ere to sleep for the night.”

“You two can sleep on the bench,” Cynthia said. “I’ll lay down in the flowers.”

“Are you sure, ah, Mom?” Sylvia said. “There’s plenty of room.”

Cynthia gave a soft smile. “You two are still getting re-acquainted. I don’t want to spoil that.”

“Okay, but stay close so we can keep an eye on each other,” Bethany said.

“Goodnight, you two.” Cynthia wandered away.

“Gnight, Mom,” Sylvia responded, sitting down on the bench and taking Bethany in her arms.

They kissed, each enjoying the feeling of the other’s lips and touches.

“I think your hair is lighter than mine now,” Bethany said, her voice husky and low.

“Yeah, your eyes have changed color too.”

“Does it bother you?”

Sylvia kissed her deeply, pressing her chest tightly to Bethany’s, wanting to get even closer. “Does that feel like it bothers me?”

“Mmmm, definitely not.”

As they kissed they both became aroused again, and Bethany pressed Sylvia back down on the bench.

“God, I need you,” Bethany said.

Sylvia grinned, unzipping her pants and letting her cock slip free. It was much larger.

Bethany sipped Sylvia’s pants down and shortly after, penetrated Sylvia.

This time, Sylvia moaned in response, enjoying the feeling of the thick cock inside her warmth.. Moaning, they gyrated hips together, feeling each other, both gasping in time with their thrusts.

“Ohhh, yesss.” Sylvia moaned and it wasn’t her male voice making that moan, but a higher-pitched tone.

They made love long into the night, before falling asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted but happy.