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Chapter 4 by DragoTime DragoTime

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Good-Looking Crowd Here Tonight

(Originally posted by Catfish)

"But here's the thing," Jason continued. "I already have millions of fans around the world, all of you Hender-tons..." That appellation drew cheers from the crowd, although they were quickly silenced when he held up his hand again. He dropped it and said, "I couldn't help feeling sometimes like I already was God. So I don't see any need to really change things -- **** everyone to worship me or something like that -- but I would like to use my powers to reward my fans."

He paused and looked out at the faces in the crowd, as best he could with the stage lighting shining at him. They were looking back at him expectantly, almost all young females, although he saw some older faces here and there as well.

"I'm sure you know from my songs that I like beautiful girls, right?" he asked, and then simply said, "Enjoy."

With that, all the females in the crowd transformed.

Now the screams came, and they were delight mixed with surprise mixed with terror mixed with indescribable emotions, as thousands of people were feeling their own bodies miraculously alter form, and seeing it happen to all those around them.

Girls were developing hourglass figures, their breasts and hips expanding as their waists contracted. Overly skinny girls gained weight just as quickly as plump girls lost it. Braces and retainers disappeared from teeth that were now perfectly straight and whitened; moles, blemishes, and body hair disappeared from skin that was now perfectly smooth and evenly tanned; acne disappeared from faces that had undergone slight changes to their features for maximum beauty, with fairly heavy makeup appearing even on girls whose parents deemed them too young to be wearing it.

A fairly large percentage of the girls in the crowd were no longer pre-pubescent, their sex organs suddenly reaching maturity -- they were spared periods for now, but somehow knew they were ready, and their figures became more petite versions of the hourglasses now sported by the older girls.

It was happening to the mothers, aunts, grandmothers, and all the other older women in the arena as well -- they were losing their wrinkles and gray hair, their bodies firming as their shapes changed, and they ended up with no one looking much older than 20.

The hair on girls' heads was thickening and becoming shinier as it styled itself, lengthening in most cases as far as girls' ankles, although a fair number did wind up with cute short styles instead.

Their clothes were changing to fit their new bodies, but also in style. Girls' outfits were soon on a spectrum between "elegant" and "slutty" -- thus, there was everything from cocktail dresses to tube-top-and-microskirt combos -- but it was all sexy, and there was definitely a lot more flesh showing than there had been. All the girls felt themselves being **** up on their tiptoes as they were now wearing high heels of various descriptions. A plethora of jewelry appeared as well, with dangling earrings appearing even on girls whose parents deemed them too young for pierced ears.

"And don't think I've forgotten about the guys we have here," said Jason, although he was scarcely heard above the din.

The transformations for the men -- mostly fathers, uncles, and other guardians, although there were a few boyfriends here and there -- were less drastic. Their bodies expanded with well-defined muscle, some growing a few inches taller. They got unblemished, tanned skin; faces that were subtly altered for maximum handsomeness; thicker, perfectly styled hair on their heads; and, of course, noticeably enlarged cocks and balls. None looked much older than 20 now, and many of the younger boys knew they had suddenly gone through puberty. Their clothes stayed much the same, albeit resized for their new forms.

Jason said, speaking louder, "That's all for now, but you may find other things changing to reward you in the future, when you least expect it, or maybe when you most expect it -- hey, try making a wish once in a while. Or, I guess, praying." He grinned his million-dollar grin.

Later, after he'd brought his somewhat stunned backup musicians back on stage and performed the encore songs in front of a crowd that was only halfway paying attention, still consumed by their changes...

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