Sam was sitting at the far side of the bed with her feet on the floor. She was looking at something between her thighs. From your view at Her changes were much more drastic. Her body had hardened, lean muscle now dominated her frame. Her shoulders and hips had broadened exaggerating her already voluptuous form. The laughter came in fits and starts until Sam bit the heel of her hand. The muffled laughter took on a different tone, like it shifted key. Her other hand released her leg and began exploring up to her crotch. You started to move toward the bed, maybe you could help Sam deal with whatever had happened. After another couple steps you froze as Sam's chaotic laughter cut without warning. With difficulty Sam released her clenched teeth and let the hand join its pair at her lap.
A small groan escaped from her lips as she flexed. You caught yourself holding your breath. After a long moment Sam looked over her shoulder and caught you staring. The eyes were still hers but looked right through you. "S.S..am?" you manage after a false start. She hadn't broken eye contact since spotting you. After a moment you caught her tell. Ever since you'd started dating whenever Sam was in the mood she bit the far left side of her bottom lip. The usual flutter in your stomach that followed was absent. Her eyes usually sparkled with desire but her eyes were still flat emerald pools betraying no emotion.
You took a half step back. Something was wrong. Sam noticed the half second of insecurity flash over your features and let a victorious grin spread across her face. You couldn't help but sneak a look at the door out of your bedroom. At that Sam's laughter came back in full ****. You scream and fall back onto your newly plump ass. She got up slowly and deliberately. You were full on panicking, this was some sort of horrible dream. Sam hadn't just gained muscle she was taller too, even from across the room you could tell that. Sam began to work through the stretches she did every morning, in doing so blocked the exit from the bedroom. The innocent act pulled you out of your stupor as the pit in your stomach deepened. Rolling to your hands and knees you saw your refuge. The bathroom.
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