Triple Conflict

Megan Magnum found herself continually punching her pillow in a **** attempt to vent her frustration and anger.

“Damn game...grr...damn fat shit...Damn Sarah! "

It was impossible for him to forget everything that happened in the first round, the challenge in which she discovered her friend's betrayal and suffered a huge defeat.

“damn…now I have another one of those magical shits”

Not only did his new transformation worsen his situation, if she lost the next round she would be eliminated and would become that super perverted version of herself that she saw on the screen.

“HOW COULD I LOSE CONTROL LIKE THIS! "

The cheerleader exhausted from beating her pillow fell face down still reviewing what happened in the game.

Somewhat calmly she was able to realize the vile trap she fell into on her last turn. If he had fulfilled his challenge, he surely would not have lost, but when he was face to face with Sarah.

“ grrr...it makes my blood boil just thinking about her and Bruce”

He couldn't stop his anger from clouding his judgment and when he realized what he had done he had already hit the brunette.

“Oh, I don't know how to see it without getting angry ”

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In room number 3 Sarah Salazar still could not get rid of the gigantic feeling of guilt that crushed her and prevented her from falling asleep.

“I'm...a shitty friend...oh I deserve all the insults and hits from Meg” she said melancholy while she was inserted at the edge of her bed.

Despite what Rosé had told him that everything was the work of Miss SS (which was not far from the truth), he was more than aware that it was she and no one else the one who slept with Bruce several times.

“Damn, what was I thinking?... well if I knew”

Her hormones were thinking for her at that moment, the saddest thing was that with her fetish imposed all her memories with Bruce was disgusted and ashamed.

Megan's boyfriend's athletic body repulsed her since now what she considered attractive was severely altered.

“My goodness, Sarah, what are you doing tomorrow... tomorrow I'll have my appointment.”

Various Ideas came to mind and they all ended with both of them fucking like animals.

“oh...what will I do”

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In turn, Cindy Salazar, sitting on the bed, spent quite some time using the valuable information that her bracelet offered her, reading everything possible about her own transformation.

“Well...I think I'm getting it now.”

She was able to better understand her changes, it seemed like every day she would acquire one of Peter's tastes and why she felt from early on the first thing he got was a taste for tits.

“Every day I will have one of... these things”

Also research the nerd's tastes to be more prepared for what is to come. With sadness he remembered how he began to be warmed by her friends and even her own sister.

The fact is that the breasts of each of them looked wonderful and when he saw how Miss SS's melons were shaking he had the uncontrollable desire to bury his face in that huge pair.

" My God ! What will be left of me when this is over? Will I still be me? "

Those and hundreds of other questions filled his mind with enormous insecurity about his immediate future.

“What will be the next change in me? "

Its the latest which was said before going to bed and closing his eyes.