A nice competition for the start and some make up

Slowly forgetting about Bree, the four friends left looked around the park.

"Oh, they do a make over there ! I think I'll try this while you have some fun in an attraction." Suddenly said Shae.

"Sure thing, text us when you're done." Kira told her.

Shae was always self conscious about her physique, feeling like she wasn't as good looking as her friends. Which wasn't true, of course, but the mind can be an ass sometimes. And so, Shae wanted to take a make over to see how good she could look.

Her friends went on their merry way and Ingrid noticed a little bit further a competition that she felt would be perfect for her. A cycling competition. But it seemed different, there was no pedal on the bikes, nor seats.

"Hey, this seems interesting !" She shouted.

"I knew you would notice it !" Said Ashley.

"Well, it's a bike competition, of course I would see it !"

With that, the girls went to the attraction and the employee welcomed them.

"Ready for the next race ?" He said.

"How does they work ?" Asked Ingrid.

"You have to put down your pants and sit on the dildo seat. By moving up and down, you make the bike move, the faster you go, the faster the bike is." The man explained.

Now that the girls looked with more attention, they indeed saw that where the seat where supposed to be, there was a dildo shaped steel bar. "Holly shit ! In don't know how that work, but that sound so kinky !!" She shouted.

"So, three competitors ?" The man asked.

The three girls nodded.

"Good, three others to go and we're good." He commented.

A little bit later, Shae went out of the make over artist. He gave her blue corrective lenses, released the pony tail and gave her an hairdo, which seemed to make them longer. She got dark make up which seemed to make her skin look way more pale than before. She then got dressed with a black bra and such a low cut black pants we could actually see her now bald pubis. At first, she wasn't sure at how revealing her clothes were, but now, she felt way better, they were perfect for the place. She stretched her arms and back with a long moaning of pleasure before looking around.

"Where do theses little bitches went ?" She said, before biting her lips at the sight of a good looking guy passing in front of her.

The sun was a little too bright for her taste, so she picked up a black laces umbrella, gift from the make over artist, and opened it to protect her pale skin. She then took her phone from her new small black handbag and texted. Where you bitches are ?