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Chapter 10 by Ggnt Ggnt

Any problems back home?

Major panic

It didn't happen instantaneously, but slowly she noticed her clothes were shifted. Getting smaller, tighter. She tried to ignore it and just keep walking, picking up her pace to avoid changing in public. By the time she reached campus she was continuously fidgeting with clothes trying to pull them down. All she was left with was a bikini top that felt too small and flimsy to every wear swimming and a miniskirt that threatened to expose her pussy with every step she took. Oh and speaking of steps, her nice comfortable sneakers were now 3 inch heels. She was so embarrassed by her appearance she almost forgot about what was waiting for her. Almost.

Standing outside her dorm room she tried to prepare herself. What would she say to him? How could she justify her actions? Nothing came to mind so she decided just to get it over with. She opened the door and...nothing. Cody wasn't there. She immediately slammed the door and started searching for the bimbo gun. As she continued her search she got more and more ****, pulling back sheets, tossing clothes on the floor. But no matter where she looked she could not find it. Eventually she had to concede defeat, the bimbo beam was gone.

She sat down on her bed and started to panic. What did this mean? Did he figure out what it was? Where did he go? Was he planning on getting **** somehow? Had he talked to Kennedy? Oh no, what had happened to Kennedy? Is she full bimbo now?

Her brain was overloaded. She couldn't handle this. She shut off her lights, locked her door and got under the covers. Maybe this was all a bad dream. Somehow, eventually, she fell asleep. When she woke later it was to someone knocking at her door. She was disoriented at first, but then her anxiety came back with a fury. Who was at the door? What did they want. The knock came again, she slowly got up and walked to the door. These stupid dorms didn't have peepholes so she'd have to open the door...unless she called out.

"Who's there?" She asked.

A soft feminine voice called back, "It's me. Um. Cody." His voice was lighter than it had been this morning. Very bubbly sounding. She hesitated, "Becca?." Cody continued.

Does she open the door?

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