I'll lean on you, you can lean on me I'm never gonna let you fall

Mary gasped and her eyes snapped open. The warm sunlight on her face felt different somehow, in a way she couldn’t describe. It wasn’t like back on the Harem Hotel island.

And there was something else she’d forgotten about.

The noise.

Everything at the Harem Hotel was so peaceful and quiet (well, maybe not when Rose was around) because there were so few people.

But here… there was noise.

People were talking, bustling around, laughing, shouting, even crying… there was a cloud of noise and passion hanging over everything.

Mary had never thought she’d feel this way about earth before.

But now she was back.

“Whoa, this is… whoa.”

It took a bit of time for Mary to get her balance back, and get used to being back on earth. Once she was able to regain her bearings and figure out where she was, it didn’t take long to recognize her surroundings.

When Mary had heard Dakota’s instructions, her original assumption was that she would be taken back to her farm. It was obvious that Dakota would choose people she knew to transform- and the only people she was close to back on earth were her family.

But she wasn’t back on the family homestead. She was…

“I’m back at school?!” Mary exclaimed, looking around with wide eyes. That’s right, she was back at college! It was just as she remembered… well, almost.

Mary was standing on the quad, right next to the big clocktower in the center of campus. But next to that clocktower was a half-constructed building sealed off with caution tape and orange traffic cones. She recognized the building well, because she had spent a great deal of her time inside it while she was at school.

That’s the library, right? Mary squinted closely at the construction effort. When I came here, the library was brand new. Construction had just finished over the summer. So this must have been a year before I enrolled!

That was strange. Mary had expected that she’d be turning someone she knew at college, but if this was before she had gotten there, then who? Every time she thought she knew what was going on, something appeared to throw her off completely.

“Huh? Who’s that?”

“Why is she dressed like that?”

“Those are some really… loud clothes.”

Murmurs caught Mary’s ear, and her eyes widened. She looked down at herself, and realized something that she’d been ignoring while she’d been on the island.

Right now, she was dressed in a rather slutty manner. Her breasts had engorged themselves with milk, and the knot tying her shirt together was strained to its limit. Pushed out as it was, even more of her midriff than usual was exposed. And at the same time, her shorts were as short as always, revealing a lot of her legs.

Plus, with her cowboy boots and general style with her pigtails, she looked like she’d walked out of some weird farmgirl-themed strip club!

With a shriek, she covered herself and rushed for the public bathrooms. She ducked inside and locked herself in a stall.

Mary bit her lip, untying her shirt. This felt rather sickening, but she didn’t have a choice. Setting down her gun, she held her breasts out over the toilet bowl, and **** herself to start… squeezing.

She suppressed her moans, trying to draw as little attention to herself as possible as she milked out all of her excess supply into the toilet. And that was definitely a difficult task. In spite of her skill, it took some doing, given the fact that she nearly orgasmed with every spurt that came from her nipples.

By the time she was done, though, her boobs had shrunk several cup sizes, returning to their regular swell. While they were still large thanks to her other transformation, they were no longer so inflated by milk, and when she dried them off and tied her shirt back on, she didn’t look nearly as cartoonishly slutty as she did before. Her clothes actually did a better job of downplaying her sex appeal- for the most part, anyway.

She still didn’t look like someone who had any business on a college campus.

Letting out a resigned sigh, Mary trudged out of the bathroom. At first, she was tense, due to what she had to do. After all, she was walking around a school campus holding a gun, even if it DID look like some toy prop. And it wasn’t like she wasn’t drawing attention to herself. But no- even though people were staring at her, nobody had anything to say about the weapon.

I suppose Dakota made it so that other people can’t see it, she thought, looking around warily. That makes sense. After all, the challenge wouldn’t exactly go great if people instantly thought I was an active shooter and took me down before I could find my target.

And that was the real question, wasn’t it? Where WAS Mary’s target? She was supposed to find someone, and that someone would be glowing. But she couldn’t see anybody. And it wasn’t like she knew anybody back then. Nobody except…

Mary’s thoughts ground to a halt as someone she would recognize anywhere walked past her. Her eyes widened like saucers and her jaw hit the ground.

It was… Nick!?

He was younger, and looked like he was in better shape, but it was definitely him. Just as she remembered him in school with brown hair, a warm smile, and those twinkling eyes that made her heart flutter whenever he looked at her.

But he wasn’t looking at her right now. No, he was looking at the person walking beside him, a figure who was giving off a soft, ethereal glow, as if a corona of energy was emanating from her like a candle.

“…And did you hear the professor’s story in class today? Gosh, he was just droning on, and on, and on! I nearly fell asleep!” Holly laughed.

“You and me both,” Nick chuckled, his hand reaching to pat her back before stopping himself. “I can’t believe someone that boring could ever get a job in the educational field!”

Mary felt like she was having trouble breathing.

“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “Not Holly!”

But yes. It was Holly.

Her best friend was supposed to be her target.

Mary felt like she was going to be sick.

I can’t transform Holly! It’s not like back on the island! Back there, she’s happy because she gets to be with Nick all the time! But right now, she’s happy here! She wouldn’t want to transform! What am I supposed to do!? Mary wailed internally. She was supposed to come up with the most intense, perverse transformations she could think of to punish… her best friend?

No. She couldn’t do it! It would be so WRONG! Mary bit her lip and shook her head even harder, as if doing that would somehow change what she had to do.

Then she realized that Nick and Holly were getting further away. She gasped and followed after them to keep from losing track. Oh, this was bad, this was very bad indeed! She couldn’t just let them get away, after all!

If that happened… well, Mary didn’t even want to THINK about what would happen if she lost her target.

Even if she still didn’t want to actually transform Holly.

Even if she could make the other girl perfect for Nick.

It was still wrong.

“Okay, well, this is my stop,” Nick said, stopping at his classroom. He gazed at Holly with so much desire in his eyes. It was obvious to anyone who knew him well that he wished he didn’t have to part with her.

And Holly felt exactly the same. Mary, who had known them both for so many years, could see the desire in her eyes.

Back home… my Nick and Holly… they had sex last night, didn’t they? Mary thought, biting her lip as she crouched behind the bushes. She remembered discussing things with Sylvia, and what Sylvia had eventually decided on. When she heard the other woman’s suggestion, it had touched her in a place she’d never thought possible.

Sylvia had made a massive sacrifice for Holly’s sake. But could Mary ask Holly to make a massive sacrifice for hers?

This isn’t just for me, she reminded herself, standing up and approaching the short brunette as she walked down the path. Mary knew where she was going; this road only led back to her dorm.

Holly had gone out of her way to walk Nick to class. Not because she had something to do in the area, but because she wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. And somehow, he still hadn’t realized that she liked him?

And Mary thought the current Nick could be dense sometimes.

“Um… ex-excuse me!”

Holly turned around, and then did a double-take as she laid eyes on the redhead. She looked a little confused and curious, and as Mary got closer, she saw something else in the shorter girl’s brown eyes. It wasn’t something she would have picked up on before, but now that she knew so much about Holly’s true nature, it was hard for her to miss.

The skyrocketing lust in Holly’s gaze may have been subtle, but it was clear that her polite façade was masking some serious desire.

“How can I help you?” Holly asked politely, looking a little curiously at Mary. “Were you at a costume party last night? I can help you find your dorm, or student services, if you like.”

“N-no, that won’t be necessary,” Mary said, shaking her head. “Actually… I’m here for you, Holly.”

Holly’s eyes widened in surprise and she took a step back.

“Here… for me?” She asked, eyeing the redhead with newfound suspicion. After all, she’d never seen this seedy stripper before in her life, and yet she somehow knew her name? “What do you mean by that?”

Mary sighed and took a deep breath. This was probably a big mistake, and she doubted it would go over well with the audience. She was certain that what they wanted to see was her grabbing her gun and opening fire, transforming Holly before the shorter girl even had time to blink.

But that wasn’t who Mary was. She was an honest person. Even if it reflected poorly on her score, she wasn’t just going to afflict some poor girl with a transformation she didn’t want, without even knowing why. Especially not when that person was the past incarnation of her best friend!

Not even to save herself.

No, Mary was honest to a fault, and she was hoping that honesty would resonate with her friend, even if they weren’t friends at this point in their lives.

It also helped that she knew a lot more about Holly than this Holly thought she did.

“I’m… a friend,” Mary said, trying not to lie. “You can think of me as kind of your faerie godmother, Holly.”

Now Holly was really suspicious. But she didn’t run screaming in the other direction. In fact, she even leaned forward curiously.

“How do you know my name?” She asked. “Have we met before?”

Mary winced. She was hoping the other girl wouldn’t ask her that, but it was a fair question. “It’s a long story,” she admitted.

Holly raised her eyebrow and straightened up, and then crossed her arms over her chest. “Well, I’ve got time.”

Mary sighed. “I’m… your best friend.”

Holly snorted out a laugh. “No offense, but I think I’d know if I have any friends that look like you. No, my best friend is a guy named Nick, and I’m pretty sure neither one of us have ever met you before.”

A troubled look crossed her face. “At least, I hope he hasn’t,” she mumbled just softly enough that Mary could hardly hear her.

“Hmm?” Mary took a step forward, but Holly held up her hand to stop her. That was far enough.

“No, nothing, it’s nothing,” she said, shaking her head. “Look, like I said-”

“Is Nick really your best friend?” Mary cut her off. “Or do you have deeper feelings for him?”

Holly’s eyes widened and for the first time, she actually looked afraid. “You-! That’s-! How did you-!?” She never finished any of those sentences, and her mouth just flopped open and closed like a dying fish.

“You’re in love with him, aren’t you?” Mary asked.

Holly practically threw herself at the other girl, and covered Mary’s mouth with her hands.

“Shut up!” She squeaked. “Don’t say that! What if someone could hear you!?”

She whipped her head around frantically, terrified that someone had overheard. And while it was certainly possible that they had, Holly really overestimated how much people would care about her love life.

She overestimated how much they would care about a lot of things, in fact.

Mary pushed the other girl off her and stood her ground.

“Listen, Holly, I know you keep it to yourself, but I also know that you have a crush on Nick,” she said firmly.

“How?” Holly demanded, glaring at her. “How could you possibly know that?!” She didn’t even bother to deny it. Little did she know, that thanks to Mary’s boon, she couldn’t have done so even if she tried. “Unless… wait! Do you…?”

She narrowed her eyes and studied Mary with renewed scrutiny. “…Oh my God! You like him too, don’t you!?”

“What!?” Mary’s eyes widened. That was obviously the case, but it was beside the point! Mary’s feelings weren’t relevant here, only Holly’s were!

“You do! Oh, shit! Fuck! I knew it!” Holly groaned, slumping her shoulders. So much for caring about her public image. She was just about ready to burst into tears right there in the middle of campus.

“Holly, what… what’s wrong?” Mary rushed over to the other girl, feeling just awful as she looked at the heartbreak on Holly’s face.

“Leave me alone,” Holly muttered. “Leave me alone and go away… I get it, alright?! What, are you in Nick’s class or something? Trying to scout out the competition? Well, you succeeded. There’s no way he’d pick me over you, so don’t worry. You two go be happy together, and I’ll… I’ll just back off, okay?”

Oh, this wasn’t what Mary wanted at all!

“Holly, you don’t get it!” She said, shaking her head. “I told you, didn’t I? I’m here to help you!”

Holly looked up at her and scowled. “Help me?” She muttered. “And how exactly are you going to do that?”

It was a good question. And one Mary had been wary to answer.

“I-I told you, didn’t I? Think of me as like, you faerie godmother. Here to make sure you and Nick end up happily ever after!”

It was a dumb thing to say, and Mary’s heart cringed as the words left her lips.

But it was the truth.

Good luck convincing Holly of that, though.

She stared suspiciously at Mary, wondering if the redhead was just nuts. Then she shook her head and scoffed.

“You’re a special kind of crazy, aren’t you?”

Mary frowned. “I’m not crazy, I’m here to help!”

“Oh, yeah? What, so you’re my faerie godmother, are you going to do some magic on me, or something?”

Mary sucked in air. The gun in her hands felt unnaturally warm. “I… I could… if that was something you wanted.”

Holly stared at her blankly. Then she burst out laughing. “Okay, okay, that’s a good one!” She cackled. “You really had me going for a second, there!”

Mary’s face burned with frustration. She didn’t like the way the other girl was insinuating that she was a liar, it made her seething mad! “I’m serious!” She snapped. “It’s not exactly magic, but… I have the ability to transform people! I have this gun here-”

She cut herself off before she said anything further. After all, it wasn’t like Holly could actually see the-

“You mean, that toy ray gun?”

Mary gasped. “You- you can see it?”

Holly rolled her eyes. “Yeah, of course I can. What, did you use your ‘faerie godmother powers’ to make it invisible or something?”

So Holly could see the gun. Could only the targets see the gun? Or was Mary just completely wrong about it being invisible, and guns were such an expected sight on school property nobody made a fuss about it anymore?

…

…

…

…

“…Okay, look, it’s real!” Mary whined. “With this, I can transform you into looking like whatever you want!”

In her desperation to prove to her best friend she wasn’t a liar, she was inadvertently giving up the game. Meanwhile, Holly just looked at her with an exasperated expression on her face, and sighed. She shook her head.

“…Okay. Let’s say I believe you, for whatever reason,” she scoffed. “Which is a BIG ask. Are you aware of how crazy that sounds? And how do you think that’s going to help me, anyway?”

“Because… I can change you to look however you want,” Mary pointed out.

“What, are you saying that because I’m not some 10/10 bombshell like you?” A shadow crossed her face. “How do you know I don’t like my body just the way it is?”

Mary winced. Now that Holly mentioned it, the shorter girl had always seemed perfectly content with her size. Maybe Mary was barking up the wrong tree.

Then again…

“It’s… not just physical stuff, either, though,” Mary said. “I can also change you mentally!”

…

Holly looked really afraid now. She took an uneasy step back. This redhead was getting a little too serious about this stuff; if she wasn’t playing around, and that gun could really do what she said it could, then what was it? A brainwashing ray of some kind?

And if that was the case…

“D-don’t be afraid!” Mary wailed, seeing the look of fright in her friend’s eyes. “I don’t want to do anything to you that you don’t want to! But… but if you were feeling like… I don’t know… maybe something was holding you back… I could help you?”

She took a deep breath and exhaled. She **** herself to try and relax. She could see in Holly’s eyes now, how the other girl really felt.

Yes, Holly was afraid, and she had good reason to be! But… there was something else there, as well. Something maybe Holly herself wasn’t even aware of.

Excitement.

“Holly… if you don’t like how you have such a massive libido… I could fix that for you,” Mary informed the shorter girl. “I could get rid of your nymphomania, probably.” Sure, that was probably the exact opposite of what the producers wanted her to do. But Mary wasn’t in this for them.

She was in this for her friends. And Holly was one of those friends. Even if this wasn’t the Holly she knew, even if, as Dakota said, any changes she made to her friend wouldn’t carry over to the version of her that existed now, Mary still wanted to do right by this alternate version of her closest, most dear friend in the world.

“You… you know about my… nymphomania?” Holly’s voice was scarcely louder than a whisper by the end. She practically squeaked those words out.

“I do,” Mary nodded. “I know all about it. Holly… you and I, we’re friends. Or, at least, we will be friends. That’s why I know so much about you! I know you love poetry, and you like romance novels. Not the sweet ones, either, but the ones that are way too dirty for me to read… I know you’ve been crushing on Nick since you met him in sophomore year, in poetry class, and I know that you want to be a reporter, and-”

“Okay, okay, okay, I believe you,” Holly cut her off by waving her hands frantically. Her face was red. “Um, look, I don’t… I’m still confused. How do you even know this stuff about me? You say we’re friends, but I’ve never met you before in my life. So how…?”

Holly looked at Mary, trying to understand. But Mary knew that she never could.

Still. She needed to try.

“Well… we aren’t friends yet,” Mary clarified. “But we’ll become friends, later. Best friends! I’m actually transferring to this university next year.”

“So not only are you magic, but you’re also a time traveler?” Holly sighed. “Okay, look, I’m not saying I believe you, because that would be crazy. But I can admit you know some stuff about me that I’ve done a VERY good job of hiding. So assuming, for sake of argument, that you’re telling the truth…”

Holly looked around and frowned. “…I think it might be best if we continued this conversation back in my dorm room, where there won’t be any prying ears.”

Mary sighed in relief and nodded. Yes, that would be just perfect actually.

“Okay, so… your name is Mary. And you’re on this interdimensional show called ‘Harem Hotel’ with a bunch of other women, competing to be the queen of Nick’s ‘harem’ is that right?” Holly sounded out each word as if they all felt funny in her mouth.

“That’s right,” Mary nodded. “And you were on it, too.”

“…Right, right, until I got eliminated, right…” Holly nodded, scrunching up her face in contemplation. “Okay… and then I became Nick’s sex ****?”

“Yes, but it’s not because he wanted you as a sex **** or anything seedy like that!” Mary was quick to clarify. “It’s because… because he cares about you, so… he treats you the way you want to be treated, that’s all.”

“…Treated like a sex ****.”

Mary couldn’t do anything else but shrug. She sat awkwardly on Holly’s bed while the shorter girl paced around the room, lost in thought.

The gun still burned in Mary’s hands.

“And you and Nick… you’re married?” Holly clarified. She almost looked hurt.

Mary nodded. She wasn’t going to let her feelings for her friend discourage her from expressing her joy about the happiest moment in her life.

Holly, on the other hand, didn’t look very joyful.

“So the reason you came here… it was because this Dakota woman, who Nick used to love… still loves… she gave you a challenge, where you had to find someone to transform them?”

Mary nodded. “It has to be a really twisted transformation, too… but I felt so bad, just changing someone against their will! I had to at least explain things, didn’t I?!”

“Well, yes, I get that,” Holly nodded. “But you realize, that’s really stupid of you, right?”

Mary winced.

“Standing by your principles is never wrong,” she fiercely asserted, staring Holly down. Holly raised her eyebrow.

“So… what now, then?” The shorter girl asked. “Mrs. Principles? You still have to transform me, right? Or else you’ll automatically lose the challenge?”

“That’s right,” Mary nodded glumly.

Holly’s concerned expression broke, and a wild smile crossed her face.

“Then do it!”

Mary looked up at her. “Huh?”

“Do it! Come on, transform me!” Holly urged. “You’ve gotta to win, right? Look… from my perspective, you’re still a stranger. But you know so much about me, you’re totally my friend! And even if it sounds crazy… this whole ‘harem’ thing would be so hot if it was real, don’t you think?”

Mary wasn’t sure what to think.

“I, uh, I think you’re idealizing this too much,” she said quietly.

Holly could agree with that. But her point remained.

“Maybe,” she nodded. “Still. Don’t you see how perfect this is?! I can’t believe I was fine with you lowering my libido! That’s just such a waste, when you have that much power!”

Mary wasn’t sure she liked the direction this was going. “It… it is?”

“Obviously!” Holly stared at her like she was a moron. “Look, maybe it would be better for me. But if I’m being honest, you know what I’d rather have? Instead of a reduced libido? Get rid of these stupid, shameful emotions that make me not want one in the first place!”

“What?!” Mary couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “But Holly-!”

“Please!” Holly begged, clasping her hands together. “The other Holly, the one you’re describing… she sounds so happy! I mean, not the cuckolding part, but the part about getting to embrace who she is… she’s free to be the biggest pervert in the world! And not only that…”

Her eyes grew misty, and her cheeks flushed.

“Nick… Nick, he… he doesn’t mind that, don’t you see?”

Mary’s eyes widened. She realized she’d been going about this the wrong way.

Holly was her best friend, a very sweet girl. But she was also a pervert. The only reason she’d rejected Nick in the first place was because of her shame and embarrassment. She’d wanted to avoid the scorn and rejection that would come if her true thoughts were unleashed.

But now, thanks to Mary’s boon, those walls were coming down. Holly was being absolutely honest with Mary, and by extent, herself.

And Mary had just finished describing a very ironic scenario in which Holly let her freak flag fly, and instead of being repulsed by her, Nick… he actually accepted her.

He wanted her.

And with that, every bit of hesitation Holly had withered away in an instant.

“Don’t you get it!?” She urged Mary excitedly. “How great of an opportunity this is?! I can become the absolute perfect woman for him… and the perfect woman for myself! So come on! You know Nick better than anyone, don’t you? So…”

She waved at herself.

“Come on! Make me over!”

Mary’s heart skipped a beat. Holly… was she serious about this?

“This, this is crazy!” Mary shook her head. “I’m not going to just transform you into Nick’s ideal woman!”

“Why not?” Holly pleaded. “It’s not like I’m telling you to change who I am. I want this! I didn’t say anything before, but this whole ‘transformation’ thing… it’s really fucking hot!”

Mary could see the Holly she knew presently a lot clearer now. The ****, aroused gleam in her eyes was identical to the perverted little cuck maid she knew.

Only this Holly didn’t have a chastity belt to keep her under control, and she didn’t have a bunch of other women vying for Nick’s attention at the moment.

Mary considered what she might be turning loose on her future husband, and soon enough, all those doubts she’d held before had reared their ugly heads.

“N-no, this is a bad idea,” she said, standing up and moving to go. “I shouldn’t do this. My first instinct was right! I don’t want to mess things up!”

“Mary, please!” Holly begged, grabbing her arm to stop her from leaving. “You said you were my best friend, didn’t you!? So as my friend… can’t you just do this one thing for me? Please?”

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was actually crying.

“I was never able to be honest with myself…” Holly sniffled. “I always thought that I was weird, and wrong, and that I had to change for the sake of society, for the sake of other people. But… I don’t have to anymore! Don’t you get it? You really are my faerie godmother! You can take that all away, and I can finally let the real me come out! …Please?”

Mary was a very strong woman in a lot of ways. But she was also a very weak woman in a lot of ways.

And right now… her weakness was winning.

With a resigned sigh she hung her head, and yielded to Holly’s pleas.

“…Okay,” she relented, turning back to the shorter girl. “If that’s what you want, I can remake you into the perfect woman for Nick. …But only physically, alright!? I don’t want to warp your personality. I don’t… I don’t want to lose my friend.”

Holly smiled and placed her hand on her arm. “Hey, don’t worry, it’s okay. We’re already friends. Changing me won’t change that!”

Mary took a deep breath, and then pulled the trigger.

The first thing she wanted to transform was Holly’s sense of shame. The issue was, Mary wasn’t crazy enough to remove it entirely. She didn’t want her bestie to go running across campus buck naked or anything. But because she didn’t know how the gun fully worked, she wanted to test it out first. So she started with superficial things.

“Nick likes your body just the way it is,” Mary informed Holly. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t improve on you a bit.”

Now, Holly was a cute girl, with petite features like a pixie. Mary didn’t want to get rid of any of that. The first thing she did was smooth out any of the rough edges. Things like remains of acne on her shoulders, the odd freckle, tiny scars on her body, the minute imperfections that anybody would accrue after a couple decades of living on earth. She straightened out Holly’s teeth, and whitened them until they shined. Then she gave her hair some more fullness and luster.

But once that was done, why should she stop?

“Are you sure Nick doesn’t want bigger breasts?” Holly asked. She’d taken her clothes off to help Mary judge her body. “These are nice and all, but I always wondered what I’d look like if I had a rack like yours.”

Mary remembered Dawn’s boon that increased her chest size, and she had to admit, there was definitely some appeal there. And she remembered Nick looking at her, too.

“Yeah, Nick does seem to have a thing for big breasts,” she admitted. Just because Nick liked Holly’s body as it was, didn’t mean he wouldn’t like it more if she had some milkers like Mary did, right? He really seemed to love giving her tits a good squeeze.

And thus, Mary’s resolution from ten seconds ago to keep Holly’s body intact went out the window, and she squeezed the trigger again. Holly’s tit size inflated, until they could rival Mary’s. But Mary didn’t stop there.

“I’m… I’m lactating!” Holly gasped in surprise. She turned to Mary, confused. “Why did you…?”

“Nick, um… he seems to like drinking my milk, so I just thought… i-if you don’t like it, I can turn you back!” Mary squeaked.

Holly’s eyes widened and she shook her head, biting her plumped-up lip with a newly-whitened tooth. “No… this is perfect! In fact, if you want to make me even better… could you increase my fertility, too?”

“…Eh?”

Holly rubbed her belly as she stared longingly into the mirror. “What you were describing before… being pregnant… how hot you found the idea of getting knocked up… did you know, that’s always been a fantasy of mine, too… to have a guy I love push me down and **** me to bear his children?”

Mary swallowed. What wasn’t a fantasy of Holly’s?

“Are… are you sure?” She mumbled.

“Nick likes it too, doesn’t he?” Holly pointed out, sounding as though the matter was settled with that alone.

Mary had to admit… it worked for her.

She pulled the trigger, and Holly became as fertile as she was after a couple of pills.

“Oooh… I feel so much warmer…” Holly squirmed, biting her lip even harder as she rubbed her belly. “I think my breeding factory is now open for business!”

Fuck. Holly’s sheer openness with describing her sexual desires was beginning to get Mary worked up. She was supposed to be the one in control here, not the little perverted pixie!

But Mary was quickly realizing just how little control she actually had over the situation. The more Holly described what she wanted, the more heated Mary grew. Thicker thighs that were as soft as pillows. A bigger butt to offset the weight of her new chest. And flexibility that would put Dawn to shame! And on top of it all, Mary ensured that the changes would be permanent. Even as the shortstack aged, everything would stay right where it was, with no sag at all.

Soon they were finished. But before they moved onto the mental transformations, Holly had one last request.

“What if… what if his tastes change?”

For the first time, she actually sounded worried. She checked her appearance out in the mirror. She wasn’t concerned about Nick’s reaction, because Mary had managed to figure out how to apply the transformations retroactive; everyone who knew this Holly would always remember her like this, including Nick himself, obviously.

But what if Nick’s desires changed with time?

“I know!” Mary said. “What if I come up with a transformation where your body will naturally change over time to better suit his tastes? It would be as if you’re constantly adapting to whatever Nick desires!”

Holly’s eyes widened. “You… you can do that?”

“I don’t see why not!” Mary shook her head excitedly, her eyes gleaming.

Holly cracked a grin. “Damn! Well, come on, girl! Don’t leave me hanging!”

Mary shared a conspiratorial, wicked smile, and pulled the trigger again. Holly didn’t really change, but then, she wouldn’t.

All that was left now was to get rid of her sense of shame. Mary figured she knew enough about how this gun worked now to try her best at it.

“Okay… I have to think about what you want,” Mary said, tapping her chin. “We don’t want you to lose ALL of your morals, after all.”

Holly gave her a lopsided smile. “Don’t we?”

Tempting. But no. Mary may have been turned on but she wasn’t crazy.

“You won’t feel bad about your sexual hang-ups, but you won’t feel like sharing them with anybody you don’t trust,” Mary decided. “You’ll keep them private, where they belong, but when you do reveal them, you’ll do so with pride! I’m sure Nick will like that.”

Holly nodded. “Thanks for this. Thank you so much.”

“Just… just do me one favor, okay?” Mary asked her. “When I come to school next year… I might be a little overwhelmed by you. I might not be as interested in being your friend, if you’re so… sexual. I was a bit of a prude back then.”

Even though they were actively remaking the timeline with this, Mary didn’t feel anything change for her personally. She assumed that whatever she did here, to Holly, it would have no effect on the real Holly she knew. It would just create another timeline. With another Mary.

“No worries,” Holly said, shaking her head. “I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure you’re my friend again, when I meet the old you!”

Mary sighed in relief.

“And… as thanks for helping me out, and turning me into the woman I’ve always wanted to be, I’ll make a deal with you,” Holly said, cracking a smile. “I’ll let you be with Nick, too!”

Mary’s eyes widened. “What!?”

“What? I told you, that harem sounds really hot,” Holly shrugged. “You and me, serving Nick together? You can’t tell me that’s not the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen!”

Mary… couldn’t really disagree with that. Excited, she pulled the trigger, and finalized Holly’s transformations. Then they gave her clothes a few shots as well, so her outfits could actually fit over her new curves. And some new ones, too.

“Aww, Mary! Thank you for everything!” Holly squealed, hugging her tightly. They knew Mary would have to go soon. She checked the clock, and let her friend go. “Nick’s gonna be out of class soon. I can’t wait to show him the new me! …Though, he’ll just think it’s the old me… but boy, will he be surprised when I make my move!”

Mary grinned. It sounded like Holly was about to have a night she’d never forget.

They said their last goodbyes, and Holly dashed out the door to go meet her beau. Mary sighed in relief. The transformations were sexy, but they weren’t wicked. She hoped that would be enough. She pushed the button on her gun, and teleported herself back.