Changes

Joyce stepped out of the changing chamber and looked at her hair as she did so. Her hair which was almost white, a platinum blonde.

"Oh poop." She pouted before shrugging.

Putting on a smile, Joyce flounced over to Jack in the middle of the stage, her large breasts bouncing riotiously as she did so. She did a little dance as she neared Jack and ended with a spinning flourish and her arms spread wide, "tah dah!"

"Nipple, Joycie." Jack pointed to her left breast.

Joyce looked down and found her boob had freed itself from its bikini prison. "Whooopsie."

"So how do you feel Joycie?" Jack asked.

"Pretty good. Pretty damn good. Gnarly even." Joyce giggled.

"What do you think of your hair?"

"Still blonde... so... whatevs." She shrugged.

"Ah, but its not really blonde." Jack checked his magic note cards. "Instead you have chameleon hair."

"Like the song? Karma Chameleon?" Joyce asked.

"Not really. More like mood hair." Jack answered. "Each morning, or in certain situations, your hair will change color and help set the mood for the day. Platinum Blonde makes you a ditzy blonde stereotype."

"Really?" Joyce looked at him with disbelief.

"Boobs still out, Joycie. You never put it away." Jack pointed to her left breast.

"No way! I'm not that dumb. I wouldnt let my titty hang out." Joyce snorted, she looked down, "Ooooo, man, my titty is out. It really, really is. My titty is out. Wow. I should really fix that." She quickly got her extra large breast back into the bikini.

"See. Dumb blonde." Jack waved at her from her feet to her head.

"Wow, man, just wow." Joyce shook her head, "I must look like such a bimbo."

"No. That would be pink hair." Jack said helpfully. When Joyce didnt comment he continued on, "And like before, we've thrown in some extras. We removed all the unwanted hair you have, leg hair, arm pits and what have you. We cleaned up your bikini line since it bothered you so much."

"Aww, didya take it all away? I dont like the naked look. I'mma grown woman, I should have some bush. Buuuut, like, y'know... uh, groomed and shaped and nice looking." Joyce looked down and pulled her bikini bottom out to look for some pubic hair.

"Hey, you left me some. Yay!" She reached into her bikini bottoms with her free hand and played with the small tuft of platinum blonde pubic hair.

"Just a little landing strip. Shaving that is up to you. And yes, the curtains match the drapes." Jack told the audience with a smirk.

"I notice you haven't said anything about your lips, Joycie. How do they feel?" Jack asked.

"My lips?" Joyce puckered up and went cross eyed trying to look at her lips.

"We didnt touch your face too much, why mess with a perfect 20 year old's face. We just made sure your lower lip got a little plumper. Making sure you have that perfect cupid's bow mouth, Joycie."

Joyce touched her lower lip euth her forefinger and giggled, "Wow. Feels good to touch 'em. Coooool."

"Hypersensitivity for the win." Jack addressed the audience only, "And a hypersensitive tongue, too. Tastebuds primed to react to certain bodily fluids. Wink-wink, nudge-nudge."

"So, like, is it my final case?" Joyce asked as she counted on her fingers.

"Its time to choose a new case." Jack nodded his head, "Make a choice, Joycie."

"I, uhm, I guess 3? Case 3."

"Number 3, Chrissi." Jack pointed to the case.

Chrissi moved to the case and opened it, exposing a case with money in it.

"That's 10 thousand dollars Joycie. You keep winning, winning, winning!" Jack cheered.

"Yay! Muh-oooney!" Joyce threw her hands up in the air and bounced excitedly in place.

"Boobs out, Joycie." Jack pointed to Joyce with both hands.

Joyce looked down and saw both boobs had fallen out of her otty bitty bikini top. Laughing Joyce quickly got her boobs back into her bikini top. "Whoopsy- daisy."

"Well, accidents happen." Jack shrugged.

"Yeah." Joyce nodded her head.

"Okay, Joycie, time to pick again." Jack anounced.

"But... I... we're done. Ten... I picked ten times." Joyce frowned.

"Are you sure?" Jack asked.

Joyce counted again on her fingers. "Uuuhmmmm."

"It's okay to admit you made a boo-boo. Its been a big day. You've had some big changes." Jack reached out and gave Joyce's enormous breast a feel, pushing her bikini out of the way to free her nipple. "And you are on your final question. One last chance to risk it all. You just miscounted by a bit. Okay?"

Joyce panted for breath and her knees felt weak as Jack ran his thumb over her nipple, dragging his nail across her hypersensitive flesh. When he finished talking he tweaked her nipple and Joyce moaned out, "Oh,oh,oh,oh,oh, Okay."

"Fabulous. Pick a case Joycie."