Tiffany

"Oh, it's Tiffany! Hey Tiff, Truth, Dare, or Wish?"

Tiffany had been absent-mindedly touching her breasts all through Ernest's transformation. Sure Ernest was handsome in his own way, but she had a feeling she only thought this way because of his wish earlier. Jess on the other hand had always been hot, and as one of her best friends Tiff had always been in a prime position to catch glances of that perfect body. They hadn't exactly been shameful in the gym locker room, but on the other hand there had always been the feeling of not being able to go further. But now there was another Jess, a fresh Jess, clearly just getting acquainted with her body. And while her costume left little to the imagination, it covered just the right areas to really make her want to get a look underneath. Maybe she just--

"Tiff? Hello? Are you there? What's your choice?"

Tiffany flinched. "Ummmm." Blushing, she removed her hands from her body. She wasn't sure if she was ready for another wish at that point, seeing what had just happened to Ernest. Hell, in all her embarrassment she wasn't even sure if she wanted to pick Dare. "Er, Truth."

The new Jess grinned, "So tell me Tiffany. What exactly were you thinking about when you saw me turn into Jess's twin, and what exactly would you like to do to my new body? Give me some descriptions."

Tiff blushed. Shit. That could have gone better. Ernest had picked up exactly on what she was doing during his transformation, and now all eyes were on her.

"Yeah Tiff. Details please! I wanna know if you share my opinion on Jess's body!" Alex chimed in not-quite-helpfully.

Tiffany looked around between the two Jessicas as she rambled, "I was thinking about that body of yours. About how I always kept stealing glances in the locker room. About those perfect tits. How amazing it looks to have them just grow on your chest. How your top just manages to hold them in there. How I want to put my hand under it and touch them. Heck, I want my hands all over of your body. I want to feel how soft your face is, and touch your lips with mine. I want to know what your tongue tastes like, what your nipples taste like, what your-- your cunt tastes like! I want to rock you world, and for you to rock mine! I want to fly to heaven with you, I-- I-- aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

During her speech, Tiffany had unconsciously slipped her hand underneath her skirt, and found it slipping right on into her well-lubricated snatch. Her fingers had instantly started going in and out, back and forth, and the combined forces of her stimulation and Jess's body sitting before her in duplicate had sent her over the edge.

The other girls had watched her with varying looks on their faces. Jessica was in disbelief about her best friend just abandoning her inhibitions in front of her, so much so that she failed to notice the huge grin on her twin's face. Across the table from them, Alex had also lost control and was masturbating to the sight of Tiffany's pleasure.

After taking some time to recover, Tiffany sat up in her chair again and reached for the coin. After a quick flip, it showed an angelic face with emerald eyes, framed by golden hair. Tiffany frowned, "So, which one of you is this now?"

The original Jessica stirred and said, "That's me. Don't ask me how I know, but I know." Her twin quickly confirmed with a nod.

Tiffany tilted the coin in her hands. Sure enough, the portrait view on it shifted downwards to display the comparatively modest top Jess brought to school today. "Okay Jess, so do you want Truth, Dare, or Wish?"

"Well I'm afraid I don't know if I want a Dare after what you just told us," Jessica said nervously, "And I don't want to be the one to always pick Truth, so I guess hit me with a Wish."

"Then I wish you were wearing the same outfit as your twin. Oooohhh!" The feelings inside Tiffany reignited as the ring on her finger recognized her wish, taking precedence over the rules of the game.

At the same time, Jessica's nipples suddenly poked out through her cotton blouse, the bra under it abruptly vanishing as the wish got to work. Red and gold color spread out radially from the two little tents while the blouses's sleeves receded and its hemline crept up across her stomach, baring her belly button, then her entire midriff, and finally revealing the underside of her gorgeous chest. The same colors also spread out from the slightly damp spot on her crotch, racing to cover as much of her thighs as possible before the bottom of her skirt receded to just below her hips.

Jess let out a sigh and grabbed the coin.

The next flip had her looking at her own face, then looking up beside her to confront that same face on another person. "Looks like it's my twin's turn. Other Jess: Truth, Dare or Wish?" Leaning in and lowering her voice, she added: "If you want to do me a favor, say Wish. I'm sick of having to look at my sexed-up self."

Her twin pouted, then whispered back, "Can I at least stay a girl for a little bit longer? Everything feels really good in this body."

Jess sighed, "Fine. I just don't want there to be two of me."

"Wish it is then," her twin said out loud.

"Here, I'll even let you have some freedom in what you end up as. I wish you looked noticeably different from me."

The twin smiled at that, then considered her options for a moment. All eyes were on her, curious what she would look like.

The girl that had been Ernest closed her eyes for a few seconds. When she opened them again, they were a shade between lilac and fuchsia.

"I hope it's okay with you if I stay mostly like you," she said, "Your body is just too perfect to give up. Oh, and I'd like my name to be Violet. You can also call me Vi."

Alex continued staring at her, mouth slightly agape, "Your eyes..."

"Yes, it's my eyes. I hoped you'd notice, Jess did wish for something noticeable after all."

"They certainly are," Tiffany remarked.

Alex was still dazed. "They're beautiful..."

"Good news Jess. We might have finally figured out how to keep her from staring at our breasts," Violet smirked. She grabbed the coin and flipped it.

"Alexandria: Truth, Dare, or Wish?"

Alex snapped out from her spell a bit, still looking into those odd-colored eyes, "Dare. I'd do anything for you."

Violet looked at Alexandria curiously, "Anything, you say?"

Alex didn't respond.

"Fine then. I dare you to let yourself be completely hypnotized by my beautiful eyes."

Alex gasped.

"That's what you want, isn't it? You don't want to sit across the table from me. You want to come here, sit in my lap, and just look into my eyes."

The petite girl slowly stood up, walked around the gaming table and hesitantly climbed sideways onto Violet's lap. Violet softly touched the back of her head and turned Alex's face toward her own. She watched those small brown eyes, jittery at first, gradually become more steady.

"That's right, explore my eyes. Look deep into them, closer and closer until they fill out your entire vision. Tell me, what color do you see?"

"V-Violet."

"Yes, Violet is my name. But is it really the shade you see? Are my eyes even one shade, or do you see different colors? Patterns?"

Alexandria stared, stared deep into a landscape of different nuances of purple, pink, magenta. There were ridges of lavender, fields of mauve, and dozens of other flowery shades her brain couldn't come up with names for. The patterns began to flow together, move into each other, warp and distort. Rivers of color mixed together, while new shades bubbled up from beneath the surface, shades she had never consciously seen but was sure had always existed somewhere inside her. They called out to her, immersing her in a pool of warm fuzziness.

Violet watched as Alex's face lost its expression, her body became heavier on her lap, and her eyelids slowly fell shut. She pulled her closer and whispered into her ear, "Can you still hear me?"