Akward and anger

Joey wasn't sure what she should do. Her agnet sounded even more annoyed than Emma and she was worried that the young girl had gotten into something stupid. A few minutes later someone hammered against the door of her appartment and as Joey opened, her agent stormed in. Joey recognized him but beside the same face, his clothing style had totally changed, him now wearinga white shirt, some gold chains and sunglasses. He looked a lot like someone would imagine the producer of porn movies.

"Mike ...," Joey said.

"Shut up," her agent told her angrily. "I send Emma to you so you could give her some tricks and tips. And you dump her in the backroom of a cafe?"

"I ... Hunter wrote me and Emma was busy," Joey tried to explain.

"You and your sister," he responded annoyed. "Where is Emma by the way?"

"Me here," a voice said and Joey and Mike turned around, spotting Emma standing in the door. "I ... the boys took me to Build-A-Slut," she said. "And they told me they help me with my blowjob technique."

"Fuck," Mike said and he seemed to be speechless. Joey also wasn't sure what to say or do. Emma didn't looked like she had left her earlier. Her lips were thick pillows, slightly in an O shape. Joey could see how the boys would love that, those lips would seal around a cock with ease. But it hadn't been the only change. The former flat chested girl now had some massive tits, probably D-cup and they were clearly looking fake, streching her shirt to bursting point.

"Fuck," Joey's agent said once more.

"Everything alright?" Emma asked, sounding a bit confused.