You take your aunt's favourite blue swimsuit that you took while it was drying after she wore it all day.
While you were putting on, your legs start to get bigger and softer, as your penis touch the lower part, it vanishes, and a big and hot vagina appears. Suddenly it goes very wet and warmer, your butt become bigger and bigger, until two perfect spheres break your equilibrium, and your new body (or hers?) sways to your back.
Your waist now is smaller, all your body hair is gone, and your belly is now made of perfect skin, you can still see your big and rough feet.
As the swimsuit goes up, two big, big melons start to grown up your chest, now your body begins to sway forward, your feet desappeared, and the only thing you can see is your new breast, perfectly rounded, you take them with your hands, but you can barely touch the front. They are heavy, like two bags attached to your neck. Your back is now a little weaker, you are not used to them, despite you've been carrying them for 40 years.
You put your arms inside the holes made for them, your shoulders are now a little closer to each other, you recognize your aunt's little scar on your left shoulder, it's been there since you were a young woman, trying to impress you stupid boyfriend walking in the highest heels you've ever worn.
Your body is a masterpiece, a big and perfect butt with two huge melons, you did an amazing job with your skin, and that swimsuit is perfect for your body, your legs are totally free andbyou feel each inch of air in it.
You look yourself in the mirror, what a woman! But only if you cover your head with your big hands, and maybe your size 14 feet. Those are definitely yours.
No one is near, you are still alone and it looks like you still have a lot of work to do. Your aunt's face, hands and feet are insane, but you have the option of being the perfect woman. Maybe you think of someone's else's face, perhaps her blonde and long hair, the skinny and sexy hands with that femenin naila polish, even those perfect feet you saw at the party
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