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Borrowing from Your Best Friends
Written by HarmonyMotion
Commissioned by omnomplus

Chapter 1

“Girls, it’s been soooo long!” Diane gushed.

She and her friends had gathered after their first year of college. Fate, ambition, or whatever it was had sent the foursome on three separate paths. But thanks to Diane’s constant outreach and ulterior motives, the little group had remained tightly knit via twice a month video calls.

And now it was their first summer vacation. Diane organized a spa retreat at the famous Nature Springs of Colorado, a fairly expensive booking for four broke students. Well, three broke students.

Charlotte’s family was rich. Loaded. She was daddy’s little girl. He’d bought her into an Ivy League school, his alma mater. The teachers treated her like royalty. There was a building named for Carlisle, after all.

As a result, when Charlotte dearest demanded a vacation retreat to celebrate her first wildly successful year of college, her father paid up on the condition that she lose some weight and continue to get good grades. So naturally, Charlotte made a silent vow to gain even more weight to defy her parents while lying straight to their faces and spending as much of their money on the spa as possible.

So, the four girls had an entire suite to themselves. Instead of four broke girls piled up in one room, each of them had their own space.

“Hiiiii girls!” Charlotte exited from the backseat of a black SUV, chauffeured by their family’s driver. He took his leave.

“Damn, she got fat…” Gina whispered to Emily.

Emily winced but didn’t deny it. She hated to say anything negative about anyone.

“Shush, we’re here on her dime,” Diane whispered back.

Gina grunted in acknowledgement.

Charlotte’s tight clothing did nothing to hide the slightly unsightly rolls of fat she’d put on around her midsection. The heavy set brunette bounded toward her waiting friends, jiggling all the way.

She was out of breath by the time they’d all gathered together. They jumped and squealed with joy as an uncoordinated group. Even shy bookworm Emily joined in.

“School been treating you well?” Gina asked, perhaps not so subtly.

“Yeah, I love it! I’ve met so many people! So many new friends from different parts of the world!”

“No doubt flying there in their private jets…” Gina said with only a slight hint of venom.

“Oh please. I’ve made local friends too. They just come to school in their own McLarens.”

“Of course,” Gina rolled her eyes. “Em, it’s good to see you though. I’ve missed you!”

“M-me too, Gina… I missed all of you,” she said in her normal soft-spoken voice.

“EmiLEE!” Charlotte and Diane squawked together. It was their years old way of mashing their shy Asian friend’s name into one word.

“Guh, you two know she doesn’t like that!” Gina scolded.

“It’s okay, Gina. I don’t mind…” Emily blushed as the beautiful tall blonde came to her defense.

“Emily! You have to stand up for yourself sometimes! You told me that…”

“That was in private! No, no! It’s okay!” Emily raised her voice, now a loud squeak instead of just a squeak. “I’m just happy to be here with my friends. I didn’t… I didn’t meet that many new people in school.”

“Aw, sorry Em.”

“Yeah, hang in there girlfriend. You’ll make it.” Both Charlotte and Diane meant it genuinely. It was hard to not root for sweet little Emily.

Their shy and short, cute as a button Asian friend had originally started as one of Charlotte’s friends. Awkward and submissive, a young Charlotte had asked to copy off of Emily’s tests lest she be punished by her father for not getting good enough grades and not living up to the Carlisle standard. Naturally, Emily was spot on, and Charlotte brought back a perfect test. Ever since, the two were inseparable. Gina and Diane had joined and formed the group later.

Gina wrapped her arm around Emily’s shoulder as nonchalantly as she could and gave her a little squeeze.

Diane had always considered herself to be Gina’s rival. Charlotte lived in her own world, one where wealth mattered. Diane didn’t come from that generational money. And Emily was Emily. But Gina…

The two stood almost eye to eye, slightly above average height for females of their age. Diane was the one who arranged everything, who made everything happen for the group, in part to make sure that she always stuck close to Gina. She was envious of the blonde’s shockingly mature and curvy body, those dazzling blue eyes, and those curly blonde locks. Diane feared that if she couldn’t control Gina in some way, maybe get the girl to feel that she owed Diane something, that Gina would just blow by her.

She was definitely the hottest girl in school. Even though Diane was almost as tall as the stunning GIna, the blonde was all legs, and then some. She could probably drop out of college to be a model. Thick and strong thighs, incredibly wide-set child-bearing hips, a belly that wasn’t sickly thin (okay, maybe she couldn’t be a supermodel, but still…) and a pair of huge breasts that remained plump and perky.

So Diane was jealous. The brunette was certainly attractive by any normal standard, but being next to Gina just made her feel inadequate. And despite her own feelings of shame, she couldn’t bear to just leave well enough alone. She kept orchestrating the group’s meetings, making sure to stick close to Gina via Charlotte, using the rich girl’s money to plan their lavish trips.

As they strutted to their spa suite with arms interlocked—Gina and Diane at the ends, with the two shorter girls in the middle—Diane whispered conspiratorially to Charlotte. Gina didn’t mind. More time for her with Emily.

“Charlotte, come to my room. I have something to share with you…”

Chapter 2

“So what did you want to talk to me about?” Charlotte looked around the room with all of its amenities. Fully stocked complimentary minibar, a hot tub with massaging jets of water, a large TV with a queen-sized comfy looking bed. It would do.

“How do I look!?” Diane stripped off her t-shirt and shorts to reveal a black two-piece bikini.

Charlotte whistled appreciatively.

“Wow. Did you get bigger?”

Diane cupped her noticeably bigger breasts.

“Uh huh.”

“Nice, nice! Still not as large as Gina, but they look really good! Did you have a growth spurt for your freshman year?”

Diane winced. Still, she’d saved a little in reserve for this. The brunette had left some more fat around her waist for a reason.

“Just check this out,” Diane replied. She’d make Gina a long forgotten memory after she showed off the effects of the new experimental drug she’d picked up.

The newly more voluptuous Diane sucked in her waist with a deep breath and massaged her hands into the soft folds of her belly—what little remained of it, anyway.

“Ha ha, very funny Diane,” Charlotte commented. “If I could do that, considering my freshman like… 30, I’d be the hottest woman alive. Biggest boobs ever. I bet I could have any man… or men I wanted!”

“Just you wait,” Diane moaned.

She began to push her flesh upwards as Charlotte stared, hoping against hope that Diane’s ridiculous self-molding (as if she were clay!) would work. Diane kneaded and tugged at her belly, pushing in deeply with the palms of her hands to give herself an impossibly slim waist—something she’d been scared to do beforehand when she was still experimenting. But with a disbeliever to prove wrong, she held nothing back.

With a deep breath, Diane pinched her hardest as though she were putting on a corset—only infinitely more tight. Her creamy flesh sucked in, and she began to roll it all upwards into her bust.

Charlotte gasped. No way this was happening. No way! Diane was really…

With one final heft, Diane packed all of that remaining fat into her bust. She reached underneath her bikini cups and massaged those new, swollen orbs, running her hands from her ample underboob, over her nipples and around their tops, pressing and folding it into a perfect teardrop shape. It was fairly difficult, considering how much of that malleable, warm titflesh overflowed her hands. She had to do them one at a time, each with two hands.

“No… fucking… way! HOW!?” Charlotte bellowed in excitement.

“Shhh!” DIane shushed her astounded friend as she wriggled in her suddenly too small bikini. “Ow, these are too tight now,” she groaned as she undid the bow she’d tied in the back.

“HOW HOW HOW!”

“Okay, okay!” Diane wiggled her newly reshaped torso, getting used to her slender waist as the heavier weight of her breasts jiggled deliciously. “Hang on, let me get it…”

Charlotte watched as Diane turned around. Even her backside looked more toned, the hemispheres of her butt bulging beautifully. And those new boobs… they were clearly visible from the back as the fabric of her bikini hung loose!

Diane turned around with a little brown bottle of unlabeled pills and gave them a rattle.

“Ta-da! These babies let you redistribute the fat around your body! So I did…” Diane gave her hips a little wiggle, the motion reflected by her upper body, “...this!”

“GIMME!” Charlotte lunged for them.

“Okay, okay, here! You just need to take one. No idea what’ll happen if you take more. This stuff is, uh…”

“You only took one?” Charlotte asked as she tossed one into her mouth and grabbed a bottle of water from the minibar.

“Yeah. Hey! Don’t take more!”

“Yeah yeah,” Charlotte took a big swig of water to down the pill while sneaking another one into her jeans pocket. “How long before it works?”

“Not too long.”

The two girls sat on the bed idly. Charlotte swung her chubby, stubby legs as she tugged and kneaded at the rolls of fat along her belly.

“Diane! Diane! It’s working!” Charlotte squealed in joy as her flesh rolled upwards to fill out her modestly sized breasts under her ministrations.

“Come on Charlotte, really dig your hands into it! Let me show you…”

“Hey! Ahh, cold!”

Diane dug her hands into Charlotte’s pliable flesh and began kneading it upwards. The two began to sculpt Charlotte’s malleable body with gusto. Diane grinned knowing that there was no way Charlotte would never abandon her as a friend. Not after a gift like this.

“Mmm! Oh yeahhh…” Charlotte hissed as inch after inch of fat redirected itself to all the right places. Her breasts were growing so large that one hand alone wasn’t enough to mold the flesh. Both girls used two hands to cup each breast individually, shaping them up to be round and perky despite their prodigious size.

“Pretty good, huh?” Diane gloated as she cemented her status as Charlotte’s invaluable friend.

“Oh hell yes! I’m… I’m getting so huge! I just gotta… god, there’s so much of me. I really want to get all this extra bulk up to my boobs. Always dreamed of having boobs this huge. Want this so bad. This might take a while…”

Diane grinned as they both reshaped Charlotte’s body with gusto. As her hands helped to mold her billionaire friend’s form, Diane felt a strange, slightly burning tingling sensation in her own chest. She brushed her arms against them to try and alleviate the foreign feeling. Her loose bikini cups which were far too tight before, now seemed to be able to cover her breasts adequately for some reason.

“Ohhhh baby! I’m getting so big!” Charlotte yelled in delight as she massaged her transforming tits. “Even bigger than you, Diane!”

Diane looked down in shock to confirm what Charlotte was saying. It wasn’t just that Charlotte was getting bigger. No, Diane herself was getting smaller!

Before her very eyes, she could see those new breasts that she was so proud of starting to shrink away, almost imperceptibly. If not for these off-market drugs, she would have thought it was just a figment of her imagination.

A loud moan and grunt from Charlotte’s greedy hefting snapped Diane back to reality.

She withdrew her hands rapidly in horror. The tingling sensation stopped, and her breasts seemed to relax. Diane suddenly realized her forehead had beaded with a cold sweat, her arms trembling.

This drug didn’t just allow the owner to reshape their body. No, it allowed a transfer!

“I’m… I’m glad you like it, Charlotte. Just remember, you owe me one, okay? Can you… can you go do this in your own room? I’ve just gotta… unpack and… pee… and stuff,” she announced shakily.

“Okay! This is going to take a while,” Charlotte replied without even looking up. There was so much of her to mold that she was still dealing with the slight bulge of her belly. The rest of her curveless body remained just that—curveless.

Diane was careful not to touch Charlotte as she shooed her friend out the door. The pudgy but now well-endowed girl shuffled down the hall, not paying any attention to her surroundings. Diane closed the door and flopped back onto her bed with relief. Relief and concern.

If the pills could really allow people to donate and receive flesh, why had it only gone in one direction? Why from her to Charlotte and not vice versa?

Diane had been overjoyed to give her gift to Charlotte. Whereas Charlotte had been hyper-focused on its effect… which was only natural. So Diane was giving, and Charlotte was… taking?

Diane’s eyes narrowed. She had the perfect experiment to run. And it involved their shy, submissive little friend.

Chapter 3

Diane knocked on the door to Emily’s private room.

“Em, you there?”

She heard Emily’s shuffling footsteps followed by the sound of the lock turning. Emily cracked open the door slightly and peeked through it with her usually bespectacled look.

“Hey Diane… want to come in?”

“If you don’t mind.”

Emily opened the door fully and allowed Diane access. The meek little Asian girl slid to a side and held a towel over her body as if she were trying to hide something.

Perfect, Diane thought.

“Are you trying out your bathing suit? How’s it look?”

Emily flushed bright red. She had hoped to duck underneath the steamy waters before she drew attention to herself.

“Come on, come on, show me!”

“Noooo, I…”

Diane knew this song and dance. She reached out and grabbed Emily’s towel, overpowering the shorter girl.

“Not bad,” Diane commented as she admired Emily’s body in an unflattering black one piece bathing suit. “But I have something that can make you even better.”

“B-better?” Emily muttered as she tried to cover herself up with her arms.

“Yeah!” Diane pulled a bottle of pills out of her pocket. “Just look at what they did for me!” Diane blurted before remembering that Charlotte had inadvertently… siphoned away some of our own features.

“Y-you look very pretty,” Emily muttered.

“Come on, take one!” She rattled the bottle of pills.

“No… no… I really can’t. I’d get in trouble. I don’t know what that is!”

“Em, don’t be such a stick in the mud! We’re in college now! You got good grades, right? Don’t lie to me. I know you did.”

“They’re… okay…”

They both knew Emily’s grades were more than okay.

“Nobody will know. I won’t tell anyone. It’ll just be a secret between you and me.”

Emily bit her lip. She still looked highly uncomfortable.

“Besides, Gina took some.”

Emily’s ears twitched. She looked at Diane and that unlabeled mystery bottle. If Gina had done it, then maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad…

“Yesss! I swear, it’s gonna make you so pretty. Gina’ll love it!”

“R-really?”

“Yeah! Don’t you luuuurve the way she looks? With that long blonde hair and huge boobs?” Too huge if you ask me, Diane thought bitterly.

“Y-yeah! I mean, no! I mean, Gina is really nice to me…”

Only Emily could be so dense not to notice Gina’s obvious affections toward her. Or maybe she was just too shy to act on them. In any case, Gina was the lever to get Emily to succumb to Diane’s plan.

“It’ll be good, I promise. Here, try one. Charlotte already took one too.”

“She did?!”

“Yeah. You can call her and ask if you want.”

“No, that’s okay…”

Emily stuck out her trembling palm. Diane shook the bottle and dropped one into it. Emily examined the nondescript pill, filled a cup with water, and Diane watched with bated breath as Emily pontificated far too long for her tastes before finally deciding to gulp it down.

“Now what…?” Emily asked. Worry was settling deep in her stomach. What if something unexpected happened?

“Okay if I touch you?” Diane asked.

“Um, sure…”

“Close your eyes.”

Her friend did as she was told. Diane circled behind the girl and placed her hands on Emily’s slim waist, accompanied by a yelp of surprise.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Emily shivered.

“Just checking if the pill worked. I think you need to take off your swimsuit.”

“What? No! HEY!”

Diane forcefully slid the straps off of Emily’s shoulders and slid it down to hang loosely off her hips. She placed her hands back onto Emily’s waistline, admiring the relatively trim Asian girl’s body. It surprised Diane to discover how sneakily fit she was.

Still, there was enough mass for her to work with.

“I’m not gonna strip you down, Emily. This is enough,” Diane clicked her tongue as she overpowered Emily’s struggles. “Hold still! I think it’s working!”

Diane could feel the construction of Emily’s body clearly now. The subtle shifting of their nerdy friend’s flesh became vividly clear under Diane’s fingertips. Now, just a little goading, a little pushing…

She pressed her palm’s into Emily’s supple body, grabbing what she could as rolled her hands upwards. Emily yelped in pure shock as she watched Diane mold her body. All of that frustrating flab that just wouldn’t go away no matter how many sit-ups she did in the privacy of her own room—it was moving. It was actually shifting upward to her small, underdeveloped chest!

Emily gasped as she ceased her struggles, watching Diane work her magic. This was crazy! Diane was fondling and cupping her breasts… breasts! She had breasts! They’d never filled anyone’s hands before, but her friend was kneading them, massaging them into existence. Emily almost moaned in lust as she watched them fill out before her eyes. She always hated how her torso looked like it could’ve belonged to a little boy. Now, no one could say that about her. Sure, she wasn’t big, but they were proud and perky, and they were hers. And who said it had to stop here? Maybe Diane could make them go even bigger.

A triumphant Diane smiled gleefully as she elicited an involuntary lusty moan from her susceptible friend. Grabbing another handful of warm flesh, Diane guided it up Emily’s torso once more, swishing her hand over Emily’s small-yet-expanding breasts, kneading it into shape by cupping it at the bottom and forming it as she traced her hands to the shelf of the improving landscape of Emily’s torso. When her fingers traced over Emily’s chocolate nipples, the girl squeaked as her body heated with lust. Diane could feel the sexual tension rising. Now was the time to strike…

“Em, you’re getting so big!”

“Oh my god, I am, I am!!” she yelled excitedly. Diane had never heard her exclaim so loudly before!

“I have to warn you, when they get too big, it’s pretty painful on your back. And it’s not exactly convenient to move. Here, let me do you a favor, okay?”

“Okay.” Emily was so trusting.

Diane ran her hands over Emily’s new, impressive chest for a girl of such small stature. Cupping that sweet, warm flesh with her long fingers, Diane pictured Emily’s breasts deflating while her own expanded. She felt that strange tingling sensation in her breasts once more, just as she had when she was touching Charlotte. But this time it didn’t feel foreign or invasive. This time, she felt as if she were in control.

The brunette bit her lip and stifled a moan as she felt her own chest begin to swell. The peaks of her proud nipples began to scrape against the smooth skin of Emily’s back—and Diane hadn’t leaned forward at all! She knew from touch alone that she was siphoning off what little assets Emily had—assets that Emily owed her to begin with. Without Diane, Emily would still be the uninspiring little mouse she’d always been. This was just a payment that Diane deserved, she told herself.

“Diane, I feel funny…” Emily moaned, still with her eyes closed per Diane’s instructions.

As she drained her Asian friend, Diane couldn’t help but press her lower body into Emily as well. Her thighs and shockingly wet pussy ground against Emily’s thin backside.

“Hang on, trust me. Almost done,” Diane whispered throatily.

“Um… okay…”

Diane continued to suck on her friend before realizing that she would soon run out of breast size to take from poor Emily. Maybe she could goad the girl into shoving more of her svelte body to her breasts.

“Emily, why don’t you think about yourself getting a little thinner? That might help. You wanted to be thinner, right?”

“N-not really…” Emily uttered. But she obeyed.

Diane gasped as Emily’s thoughts were diverted to her suggestion anyhow. She could feel her hips creaking as they widened, pressing tightly against the strings that held her bikini bottoms up. That wasn’t… that wasn’t planned at all! Diane soon realized that it wasn’t just her friend’s breasts that were available for sampling; no, it was everything! Diane was a hungry patron at a buffet spread, with the entire human body on selection to whet her endless appetite.

With gusto, Diane dove in head first. That extra ubiquitous mass she licked off her Emily-plate went to good use as Diane pictured herself with a far more impressive ass, big and round and proud, each cheek tight and high. She pictured herself with longer legs to compete with Gina’s frankly unfair body. Sleek, slender, and sexy.

Scanning the room for the nearest mirror, Diane watched wide-eyed in amazement as the reflection of her body noticeably rose higher and higher in the frame. Meanwhile, Emily was shrinking and shrinking, her breasts back to their original size as Diane sucked all of that up too, giving her a pair of proud grapefruit-sized breasts, large and round and firm.

Diane removed her hands lest she go too far. Leaving Emily huffing for air, she moved to the mirror to check herself out.

Damn! What was she, like 5’8 now!? And not just that! She was the spitting image of some sort of idealized female body, slim and strong in all the right places thanks to slurping up some of Emily’s musculature, and achingly voluptuous in the rest. Diane sported a true hourglass figure now. Her growing body must have broken free of the bikini because the straps were completely useless now, presumably snapped by the wonderful expansion of her swelling tits.

Those luscious mounds were on full display, still with the perfect teardrop shape, thrusting out for all the world to see. Perhaps that was a result of stealing the benefit of having small boobs—their eternal heft, unmarred by the pull of gravity and time. Diane cooed as she swiveled her torso, watching those luscious mounds jiggle back and forth above her subtle abs. They swayed beautifully before coming to rest once more in their perky, in-your-face position.

Diane cupped them with her hands, enjoying the deliciously sensitive sensations they could process now! As she pinched her pert pink nipples, she took a few steps back and began to explore the rest of her body.

God, her hips were wide. And below them, a neat little patch of pubic hair. She swished her hand through the silky strands before getting a wicked idea. Placing her hands on either side, she pushed it inward from opposite directions. The hairs obeyed her guiding hands, leaving her pubic mound wickedly bare save for a neat little landing strip.

Diane cackled. She was like a porn star! Except even sexier!

Her thick, luscious thighs complimented her wide hips well. Her skin looked satin smooth while her flesh was warm and firm to the touch. She could scarcely believe the length of those legs, especially how long they were in the calves. So elegant, so smooth… she’d have to learn how to move well with stems like these.

“Um… Diane? Can I open my eyes now? I feel strange…”

Emily looked smaller. Shorter. Deflated. Her breasts had returned to their original A-cup size, all greedily sucked up by Diane.

Poor Em, Diane thought to herself. I’ll give some back to you later, I swear.

As far as learning to be graceful with her new body, she knew just who she had to confront.

“Diane?” Emily’s voice called out as the door to her personal suite clicked shut.

Chapter 4

Diane clutched the torn, loose pieces of fabric that used to be her bikini in her new, longer arms, swinging them languidly as she skipped with joy back to her own room. Her strides were so long, her breasts so heavy that she had to support them with her hands to prevent them from flopping and slapping her own torso!

On the way, she passed Charlotte’s closed door and snarled at the girl who had stolen from Diane herself. After giving Charlotte such a wonderful gift, this is how the chubby girl repaid her?!

She could smell the room service order that her gluttonous friend was no doubt scarfing down. Well, Diane would be back to reclaim what was hers from Charlotte. As of this moment, she had other plans.

QUickly keying back into her room and grabbing a towel to cover herself, Diane laughed out loud as she wrapped the cotton fabric around her newer, larger breasts and tried to tuck in the corner of it. It could barely reach her magnificent cleavage now! And the bottom of it covered so much less of her luscious thighs—in fact, it barely covered up her cute little innie folds! But it just about did the job.

With one hand holding her improvised clothing in place, Diane ran down the hall for Gina’s suite. Putting on airs, the barely covered up blonde knocked and called out for Gina with manufactured friendliness.

“Gina! Gina, the most amazing thing just happened for me!”

“Whaaaat?” came her drawn out, exasperated response. Typical Gina.

“Come on!!!” Diane pounded on the door with the heel of her hand.

Gina unlocked the door and opened it wide to find a fuller, taller, more curvaceous Diane standing before her.

“Diane!? Is that you!? How did you… oh my god!”

“Can I come in?” Diane grinned triumphantly at Gina’s genuine reaction.

“Oh shit! Yeah, come in!”

Gina still stood a smidge taller than Diane, but as she ushered the ringleader of their group into the private suite, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy at Diane’s sudden, dramatic changes. She’d just seen her under an hour ago, for god's sake—and she didn’t look anything like this!

She shut the door as Diane stepped and unabashedly let her loose towel fall to the floor. Gina gasped again at her friend’s impossible body.

“Wondering how this happened?” Diane giggled as she massaged her luscious orbs and jiggled them at Gina.

“Yes! I mean, like, duh!”

“Here, take some of… oh hell, where is it?” She rummaged through her towel on the floor until she found the bottle of pills. “Pop one of these and you can be like me too!”

“Really!? Gimme!!” Gina threw all caution to the wind. God forbid Diane grow even more and outmatch even Gina herself!

Diane extended a hand with a pill in it. Gina grabbed it clumsily and popped it in her mouth. She swallowed it unaided with a loud gulp.

“In a hurry huh?” Diane laughed as she began to move the fat around her own body, adding to her already bountiful bosoms.

“Whoa!! What the hell!” Gina began kneading and tugging at her own flesh to no avail. She was already so beautiful, but there were always small flaws that could be perfected.

Diane continued to tease and taunt, flaunting her constantly improving body. All the while, she kept a close eye on Gina, waiting for the moment when the pill had finally kicked in.

“Oh my god! It’s… it’s working!!!” Gina shouted as she tugged at the flabby bit of flesh where her triceps should be. A constant sore nagging point for almost all girls, Gina moved that niggling flap up her arm and toward her breasts.

Diane seized the opportunity and lunged forward, tackling Gina to the bed.

“Mmf! Diane! What are you doing?!” Gina cried. But her voice was muffled by Diane’s warm, engulfing assets.

Diane pressed down with all the force in her body, pinning Gina as best she could. She dug her fingers into Gina’s supple and still superior body… but not for long. Not if Diane had anything to say about it.

“You like boobs, Gina? You never talk about it, but I know how proud you must be of yours. I mean, I’ve seen how you dress! You don’t have to say anything. It’s painted all over your outfit.”

“Mmf mmf mmf,” Gina struggled weakly, but not denying that Diane said.

“Well, get a load of mine! It must be nice to look at another woman’s boobs, isn’t it? To feel them swallowing your head, massaging your face. Like soft, comfy pillows. Isn’t that right? Just imagine… imagine how great it would be if my boobs were even bigger…”

Gina imagined it. And Diane felt a powerful connection open up… as if the tenuous dammed connection to Gina’s ocean of beauty had just burst apart, all of it washing over Diane in tumultuous waves.

Diane opened wide and began to slurp it down in earnest.

“Oh yessss…” Diane hissed as she let Gina’s proudest assets flow into her, forcefully getting absorbed by her. She controlled the growth of her bobs lest Gina figure out too quickly that something was wrong. Her breasts swelled and expanded all around Gina’s beautiful blonde head, engulfing her even more completely than before. The sides of her breasts puffed out far enough to make complete contact with the bedsheets.

Gina brought her hands up to Diane’s slender torso and tried to push her off, but Diane just wiggled her torso, letting her breasts smack against Gina’s cheeks. It was enough to distract the blonde for a brief moment.

With Gina’s hands around Diane’s torso, the brunette was reminded that there were always more improvements to be made. And thanks to her little playtime with Emily, she knew that every part of her was open to resculpting.

With Gina struggling and establishing a connection to Diane’s torso via her arms, Diane began to siphon Gina’s beautifully, impossibly cinched waist for herself. Her ribcage began slightly visible as her tummy flattened, her waist sucking inward almost audibly. The ridiculous, exaggerated proportions of her upper torso compared to the wafer thin clinch of her waist, Diane looked like an impossible real life depiction of some sort of comic book character!

The lines of her body flared outward as they surged back down to her expanding hips. Her thighs grew at the same proportion, thicker, more delectable, and still with a beautiful gap despite their strong appearance. Diane’s hands traced down Gina’s curves, massaging and squeezing Gina’s ass while adding the blonde girl’s tight, large rear to her own.

As Diane’s body grew, it was more than Gina’s head that was swallowed by Diane’s nearly bowling ball sized breasts. Her whole, shrinking body was pinned by Diane’s larger than life, lascivious hips, the wonderful thick flesh of her muscled thighs. The only part of Gina that was visible was from in between the gaps of Diane’s shoulders and hipbones, proving her truly hourglass figure.

The poor girl squirmed weaker and weaker under Diane’s sexy pinning. There was only one thing left at this point. One way in which Gina still surpassed Diane. But not for long.

“Oh Gina, you like me like this, don’t you!? I don’t know if you can tell or not, but your body, that beautiful body of yours—oh, you know it’s true, don’t deny it—all of your lovely features are becoming mine! It’s so wonderful, isn’t it? You should see me now! I’ll give you a good look soon, don’t you worry…”

To her surprise, the transfer accelerated. Diane gasped. Did Gina… did she want this? It felt like she was actually helping!

Diane’s eyes gleamed with malice as she began to suck away Gina’s height. Her body surged longer, taller, coltish calves like polished marble. Her insane proportions remained the same, but became even further enhanced by her height gain. Soon, more of Diane’s body was hanging off the bed than on as her torso lengthened as her head surged forward.

“Oh Gina… there’s so much of you to adore! God, is this how you feel all the time!? Well, it’s all mine now! So I guess I should say, there used to be so much of you! Hahaha!”

Gina had shriveled enough such that her head was no longer being suffocated by Diane’s beach ball breasts now. With an effort of will, she finally wriggled out from underneath Diane’s tiny waist and broke free, gasping for her.

Diane flipped around, lying on her back with her lovely stems dangling way off the bed.

“Oh Gina, Gina. Tsk tsk. You should look at yourself. So stick thin and tiny now!”

Gina looked at Diane’s impossibly perfect body in lust and fear. With trepidation, she turned to the standard mirror that the suite provided and checked herself out.

She was… she was flat! And curveless! Her breasts had shrunk down to almost as small as Emily’s, and her voluptuous figure had vanished along with it! The only thing she still recognized in herself was her sparkling blue eyes and shiny blonde hair. Everything else was gone, gone, gone! All donated to Diane!

Gina ran out the door to seek help from who knew whom while Diane’s cackling laughter haunted her.

Diane stood up tall and stretched her fluid, sexy body. She moaned as her longer bones cracked satisfyingly as she arched her sculpted back and stretched her stunning legs. She purred at their wonderful, sexy length. Acres and acres of the sexiest female form ever achieved by humanity, all thanks to two of her friends.

Gathering her towel to drape over the massive shelf of her Gina and Emily-enhanced breasts, Diane reckoned it was time for a rematch with Charlotte. She had to turn sideways to fit her breasts through the door frame, not to mention duck underneath the top beam.

Now it was time to become truly beautiful…