Performance review

As Annie's breath got shallower, I had to tear my eyes away from her inflated, heaving chest and figure out a plan. She obviously connected my presence to the changes, but I needed to explain that I meant her no harm before she made a scene. As Jeanie finished off my fries, I grabbed the newly minted supermodel's hand. "Calmly tell me how you're feeling." Rushing out with her would arouse suspicion and might make her scream, and that definitely would arouse suspicion. Her eyes were wide, but she spoke like this was a casual conversation.

"I'm terrified." She stated plainly, though her body still rocked with her shallow breath, and she fidgeted on her linoleum seat. "My body feels so strange: so fucking hot, but it's wrong. And you showed up just in time to basically save me from those bitches. How did this happen?" Upon verbalizing her thoughts, she visibly seemed to relax. Explaining it made her feel more sane. "Did you do this?" She looked at me through shining curls of hair under a tightly pulled hood, her vibrant eyes dazzled with confused wonder.

"Cards on the table, yeah, but I didn't expect a freak-out like this. I guess I thought your bullies getting their just deserts would be cathartic for you." I was spilling my guts as easily as I'd **** the girls to earlier, but I felt really guilty for changing her. "I'm sorry for freaking you out. Here, I'll change you back." I began to focus on my next command, but as I heard Jeanie groan through a mouthful of potatoes, Annie's hand grabbed my arm.

"Can you make...different changes?" She asked timidly, almost embarrassed. "I liked how I looked, but I love how I feel." Her shaking hands found respite clutched to her perky tit shelf. She bit her lip in appreciation. "Also...I want to see it. I want to watch it happen." She blushed at her confession to a total stranger masquerading as her boyfriend, but she needed to see what his powers were.

"Of course!" I sighed, relieved this didn't go worse. "That's only fair, but we need a different location if you're gonna inspect anything." I pondered where we can go, but Jeanie was already tugging my arm, which Annie saw as an invisible pull on my sleeve. "Um...follow me." I said, grabbing Annie's hoodie sleeve in a similar manner, and our group followed the chained lady.