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Chapter 3 by doctorbreast doctorbreast

What fun happens?

Sit with some other friends

You found a table and sat down opposite Shevy. Shevy is 5 foot 2, speaks with a cute lisp, and has slightly messy light brown hair. She is 28 years old and has a nice pair of 34C cup breasts. The best part about her, however, were her hips. She didnt have much of an arse to speak off but her hips were lovely and wide, perfect child berthing hips, which wiggled and swayed from side to side as she walked.

You didnt know her that well, but you didnt really care. It was a spare seat, so you took it. You also thought now would be a good time to test your magic on someone else. So you looked at her from the corner of your eye as you had your food, chatting to another friend of yours, and changed her.

You focused on her muscles, and decided that she should bulk out a bit. You watched as reality morphed and changed around her. Her clothing got tighter, as her arms bulked out. You could see muscle appearing from nowhere and you knew that, under the table, her legs were becoming like tree trunks. After a few minutes you now had a body builder sitting in front of you. Her job also seemed to change, from being an events coordinator to a bodybuilder.

You didnt show any emotion outside, but inside you were extremely pleased with the results. You had confirmed that you could change other people and they would not notice, as well as noone noticing the changes you made to yourself previously.

As the main course was being taken away you decided to do another change, this time to Sophia. Sophia was a short 5 foot 3 girl, with mid length curly brown hair, and small B cup breasts. She did have a nice small arse though, perfectly shaped and which wiggled with each step she took.she was sitting with her boyfriend Brad, a short thin man with some small glasses. You decided to focus on Sophia for now though, and imagined a dial labelled sensitivity. You imagined turning that dial up and up and up. You watched as her breathing increased and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. You had caused her body to become much more sensitive. A simple brush against her nipples, for example, could push her into orgasm if she didnt have so much self control.

What happens at the end of the meal?

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