Legs (again)

Josh couldn’t stop thinking about how he let Chloe’s legs slip away earlier, and he decided not to let it happen again. He noticed a girl in a short black dress in talking in a group next to the ****. She had stunning, athletic, tan legs. He decided to go in for a pass, pretending to squeeze past her while very lightly brushing the back of his hand across her legs and thinking of swapping.

Soon he felt like he was getting slightly taller, and as he looked down he noticed his white legs were becoming darker than the light khaki shorts he was wearing. He also noticed his thighs becoming thick and toned, and the hair thinning off his legs. He could barely stop himself from feeling up his whole, beautiful leg right there. The only thing left over from his old legs were his feet, still stuck in the old pair of vans he had slipped on before coming to the party.

Josh looked back at the girl he had swapped with and saw his hairy pale legs sticking out of her short black dress, which definitely ruined the aesthetic she was going for. She hadn’t noticed the swap yet, but if she did Josh knew he had plausible deniability around the whole situation. He figured maybe he should swap some more though, so he could blend in to the crowd, just in case.