Mia, who's gone through some changes

As she scanned the crowd, Erica took quiet note of some of the women's unusual appearances, and those who looked different than they had before. Needs made a lot of women change how they looked; it could be direct and simple, like Needing to get a particularly strange hairstyle or breasts the size of her head, but it was also very possible to Need something subtler or more complex that **** you to make choices that affected your appearance, too. Maybe you Needed to become someone's sexual ideal, or to attract people who weren't into the way you used to look. Since women in the group's attempts to get their impossible Needs satisfied ended up stretching their limits in all kinds of ways, that kind of thing was even more common here than for most Needy women, Erica knew, and sometimes in pretty **** ways.

The world, of course, had been keeping up with the changing demands of its citizens since the Needs had hit, and body modification was getting easier to get all the time. Erica still wasn't sure how she felt about that generally, but at least women weren't regularly going bankrupt to get the surgeries and other, crazier things some poor women Needed. The industry had boomed rapidly for obvious reasons, and new innovations were happening near-constantly. More **** mods were available than had ever been before as well, not to mention the incredibly reduced health risks. STDs were also in rapid decline as more and more effort was turned to eradicating them. Erica had even heard that there were a number of women scientists who had been working absolutely obsessively to make these miracles happen; the rumor went that these women had Needs themselves that made them impossibly driven and inspired, but there was no real evidence for that, of course.

As Erica was distracted scanning the crowd, a hand tapped her shoulder, and she turned to find its owner. Her eyes opened wide with shock at recognizing the woman in front of her.

"Mia?!" Erica tried to keep the surprise out of her voice, but she couldn't help a little squeak. Mia smiled wryly at Erica, her expression a mix of amusement and the jaded resignation so many of the women in the room carried around. When Erica had last seen Mia, the other girl's body was fit and attractive, but nothing out of the ordinary. Now, though, most of her was pretty much an afterthought to her chest. Mia's breasts had to jut out a full foot from her chest now, with an almost conical shape defying gravity in a way that was nothing short of cartoonish. It was obvious even at a first glance that they were thicker than the rest of her torso.

"I know, right?" Mia said, obviously expecting Erica's reaction. She crossed her arms underneath her ridiculous breasts and jogged them up and down a little, causing an appropriately grandiose wave of flesh. Her dress covered maybe half of her chest, threatening to release its heavy load at any moment. The strapless red latex garment probably still barely qualified as street legal, even stretched almost to exploding as it was by the body underneath it. On top of that, her nipples made huge, obvious indents in her dress, the wide rings in them plain through the thin material.

Mia went on. "You haven't even seen the craziest part! This thing," she gestured to her dress, "Isn't even holding these up much. They pretty much just sit that high all on their own unless I lie down." She shrugged. "They said something about an internal bra and some new lightweight filler - I didn't really care, since I didn't get much of a choice. Either way, though," she shimmied slightly, causing another intense fleshquake, "They sure get attention!"

Erica **** herself to wrench her gaze back up to Mia's face, still stunned. "I, uh...yeah, they sure do." Her brow furrowed a little as she struggled with whether she should ask the obvious question. "How did, um, I mean, you obviously don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but..." She gestured vaguely. "It's certainly a different look...?"

Mia laughed and waved a hand dismissively, setting her chest to jiggling yet again. "It's fine, I'm used to it. Plus, you know...talking about it's part of the whole package, so..." She bit her lip. "I can't say I actually mind."