Kate has some tricks up her sleeve

By the time Kate returned, Stephanie was steaming. If there was one thing Stephanie was good at, it was stewing on a good bad mood. At first, she was pissed about her situation: trapped in bimbo purgatory and unable to leave without making a jiggly scene. Then she was annoyed at what got her into the situation in the first place: the convenience store renovation, her miserable job, and stupid, dumb Joanne. Finally she was irritated that Kate was taking so long. It seemed like she had been waiting in the changing room for half an hour, but it was hard to get a real sense of time in the small cubicle. That brought her anger full circle, because she knew she couldn't just leave with tits bigger than her head.

After an aggravating wait, she heard Kate's heels clicking back towards the changing room

"It's about fucking time," thought Stephanie. Just the idea of seeing Kate's bimbo-plastered face was enough to piss her off even more.

"OK, Dear," sang Kate as she approached the changing room. The bimbo was back to her normal, cheery self and that served to annoy Stephanie even more. "I have what you need right here!" She came in waving a device that looked like a toy ray gun, but before Stephanie could cast an incredulous judgment about the device, a pungent smell invaded her senses. It was floral and sweet, and Stephanie found that she liked the smell very much. Almost immediately, she could feel her anger begin to fade and her body relaxed.

"Woah," she thought, "Has she always been wearing perfume?" The perfume was very sweet and, Stephanie realized, so was Kate. Sweet Kate. She was being so nice, even after Stephanie went full bitch-mode on her. Suddenly, Stephanie just really wanted to make Kate happy. Like a soft, beautiful flower, Stephanie just wanted to nurture her. She couldn't fathom making Kate upset anymore. Her heart sank as she remembered Kate cowering in fear while she yelled at her, a memory which had previously given her pride and joy.

"So this thingy," said Kate as she fiddled with the chrome ray gun, "This will change you back to your boring, plain self."

Stephanie was momentarily taken aback by being called boring, but she quickly realized that Kate was just saying she preferred her with big tits and ass. Kate felt bad. She didn't want to disappoint the bimbo employee, but she couldn't keep her gigantic tits and ass, could she?

"All I have to do now," continued Kate, "Is point this at you and click, then your boobs and ass will, like, shrink back to their bitty, boring size. It's sad, really." Kate pouted to emphasize her statement.

Stephanie's heart sank. She didn't want to make Kate sad. That was the last thing she wanted to do! But she couldn't have basketballs bolted to her chest, right? Kate's perfume danced through Stephanie's nostrils, it complimented the taste of her bubble gum quite nicely, setting off pleasant sparkles in her mind.

"Why is it sad?" asked Stephanie. Maybe she could figure out a middle ground to make them both happy. She was **** to make Kate happy.

"Well, if I zap you with this," she waved the ray gun around, "It's permanent. You won't be able to get big boobies again if you change your mind. And, well, it just makes me sad when I see boring girls and I know they could be so much more fabulous."

Stephanie felt terrible. She was about to make this poor woman do something that went completely against her beliefs. It would make Kate so sad. She couldn't go through with it.

"No. Don't," she said quietly. Kate looked pleasantly surprised. "I... Umm... I can stay like this." The excited look on Kate's face sent a thrill through Stephanie's body. Already she was feeling better, happier. Her nipples hardened under her wonderful bra and she realized she was becoming a little turned on from pleasing Kate. She looked at the mirror, at her newly curvy body. She could probably live with it. In fact, she had to admit that she looked good, especially in the pink lingerie. She stood up and watched her body jiggle in response, eliciting a small giggle from her mouth. She looked really good with her big tits encased in the lovely pink bra. And it made Kate happy. That was very important.

"Oh yay!" clapped Kate, "Oh, you're going to be so happy, Steph."

"-phanie," Stephanie corrected without thinking. She was too busy gazing at her big jiggly tits.

"What did you say?" asked Kate.

Stephanie gasped. She had just corrected Kate! She didn't want to do that! She didn't want to even chance making her upset. "Oh, no! You can totally call me Steph. Sorry, it's just a habit!"

Kate smiled and sashayed a little closer. The smell of her perfume swam around Stephanie's head. Stephanie liked being so close to Kate, especially because Kate was wearing a sly little smile. Kate's smile made her happy, and slightly aroused. Their breasts touched, pink blouse to pink bra. Stephanie shivered. She really liked pink.

"No,no," Kate said with a smirk, "What did you say?" Stephanie swallowed nervously. Kate was wearing pink lipstick. Was she wearing it earlier? Her lips looked so... yummy.

"Umm..." The fog had returned to Stephanie's head with renewed vigor. It felt gooey and warm and yummy, but she was still anxious about upsetting Kate. "You.... You called me 'Steph' and I, umm... I don't really like that?"

Kate sidled closer towards Stephanie. Their breasts pressed firmly together. She leaned in to Stephanie's ear. Stephanie couldn't smell anything but Kate now. She was distinctly aware of the woman's pink lips mere inches from her face. She whispered, "And you said 'Fanny' right? Like 'Steph Fanny?'"

Feeling Kate's breath on her ear, Stephanie shivered in pleasure. "Y-yesss."

Kate giggled, sending another wave of warmth through the poor, confused girl. "I like that," she said, "Fanny." Stephanie bit her lip and closed her eyes. Kate's arms were wrapped around the brunette's waist and her hands were placed firmly on her plump ass. "Don't you like that name?"

Stephanie moaned and nodded her head. Her heart was racing and she felt herself grow moist. Her head swam in a sea of flowers, bubblegum, arousal, and... complaisance. A desire to please. If Kate liked the name, then so did she.

"You don't mind if I call you Fanny, do you?"

Stefanie shook her head.

"You like being called Fanny, don't you?"

Stefannie whimpered and nodded. She was so horny. Everything was so pink. She couldn't think straight, but what Kate said was right. Kate was right about everything.

"I think you should only go by Fanny now. What do you think?" Kate licked the girl's ear, then nibbled at her lobe.

"Yesss..." hissed Fanny, "Oh god, yes."

"Good girl," whispered Kate. Fanny's body trembled at the praise. Kate grabbed Fanny's chin and brought their lips together. Fanny melted into Kate's embrace. She tasted her pink lips and her devilish tongue. She had never kissed a girl before, but it didn't matter. Her entire being had been rewritten. Stephanie had gotten lost in a thick, pink fog, and Fanny emerged from the other side.

The question is, what will Fanny do now?