Back at the pub

Hanna watched as Carrie flowed into her back. She could feel a warm pleasant sensation travel through her body, making her hug herself as she savoured the sensation. Eventually, all of Carrie disappeared into her back. Her whole body jiggled like it was make of jelly, as it began to physically change. She began to grow a few inches, her breasts and hips growing out, along with her hair. Before long, the two were back to looking as they were before, there hands running over their merged form. “You know, what should we call ourselves when we are like this?” Asked Carrie, as she fondled their breasts. “How about Cara. A nice mix of both our names.” “I like it.” Carrie smirked, as she ran their hands over their smooth tight skin.

Deciding to try a theory, Carrie concentrated, their body jiggling before it began to change again, and only after a few seconds, was back to her old self. “Hey, I thought we were trying out our new body?” Hanna said with Carrie’s voice. Carrie’s body one again began to jiggle, as it slowly turned into Hanna’s. “Just wanted to see if we can change between our old bodies.” Replied Carrie, as her voice transitioned over to Hanna’s. Hanna then regained control, as she looked at her naked self in the mirror. “My body is so blah though. Our shared body looks so great.” “Your body is just stunning Hanna. It is amazing in its own way.” Hanna felt a happy warmth go through her as she found her body looking stunning and amazing. How any imperfections were perfection, how cute she looked, her beauty, everything. She knew she wasn’t feeling it herself. She never felt that way about herself. “Carrie? Is this how you view my body?” Hanna felt herself blush, her heart fluttering. “Seems we’re aren’t just sharing a body.” Replied Carrie.

Hanna remained looking at the mirror for a moment, drinking in its look, before finally speaking up. “So, what shall we do next?” A smirk then grew across Hanna’s face. “Oh, I have I have a great idea.”

Cara stepped through the doors of Sandra’s Pub, wearing tight shined green spandex, a red tube top that barely contained her large bust, and bright red lip stick. Many eyes fell on her as she walked into the bar, being sure to sway her hips. Everything about her body oozed sexuality, her heals clicking on the floor, mostly drowned out by the music as she made her way through the clusters of women, glancing at all the booths, before finally seeing her target. Just before she made her move, a light pinch on her behind made her jump. Turning around, a women pulled her in close, wrapping her arms around her, cupping her ass, her face only inches away from Cara. She had light red hair, b sized breasts contained a white tank top, and tight jeans.

“Hey there sexy. I haven seen you before. Care to dance, or have a little fun?” Cara smiled, pulling the women in close. In a quick move, she stuck her hands down the women’s pants, a little blob coming off her fingers, sliding down to the women’s pussy, slipping inside her. Cara could feel the women’s body twitch, as she let out a brief giggle. Cara then pulled out her hand, smiling at the women. “Maybe later. Why don’t you continue to show everyone else here your sexy moves.” The women giggled in response, as she pulled away, moving to the centre of the floor, as she swayed and gyrate her hips, drawing a few eyes.

Cara smiles, as she watched for a minute, before turning back to her goal. In the one booth, Mandi was sitting there. She was wearing a skin tight blue dress that seems to have a open back. She was sitting next to another women, possibly some sort of date, who was wearing a similar dress, and thick black hair that seemed to all flow to her right shoulder. The two were sipping drinks, giggling, with their hands under the table getting a little feelly.

Cara stepped towards the booth, the two of them not noticing her as she approached. Once she was close enough, she spoke. “Mind if I join you two?” Mandi and the other women stopped and looked to Cara. Their eyes almost bulged out of their heads when they saw her. “Please. By all means.” Said Mandi, as she gestured to the seat across from them. Cara took a seat, being sure to lean forward to give the women a good view of her deep cleavage. “Thank you. I’m Cara.” She said, extending her hand. “Mandi.” Mandi replies, shaking it. “Ally.” Replied the other. “I take it you’re new here.” Said Mandi, her eyes drinking in her appearance. “I guess you can say that.” Smirked Cara. “I’ve been here, but I also haven’t been here if that makes sense.” Ally giggled at that answer. “That is a weird way of putting it.”

Cara giggles in response. “So, are you two a couple?” The two of them blushed, smiling at each other, that had a hint of naughtiness in it. “No.” Replied Mandi. “We’re friends. But we also like having fun with one another.” “A lot of fun.” Replied Ally, her hand going behind Mandi’s back. Cara then saw the fabric around the left side of Mandi’s dress stretch and move, realizing Ally was reaching around, sticking her hand in Mandi’s dress to cop a feel. “Stop that. You know what that does to me.” Giggled Mandi. Cara smirked, as she slipped off her heels, and raised her feet, aiming them between each of the two women’s open legs, slipping into the skirts. It wasn’t long before she felt wet, tender flesh under her toes. Both women froze, as the looked back to Cara. “Wow. You both are so really wet.” She teased. “Shall we see how wet you can get?”