She runs

“No get away from me!”, Abby shoved Trish off sending her crashing into the water.

As fast as she could Abby got out of the pool and ran inside not even bothering to dry herself off. She locked the door behind and for a moment felt like she could relax. Slowly, Trish emerged from the water she showed no signs of anger or any emotion Trish truly was possessed right now. Trish’s head snapped towards Abby.

Abby flinched back as fear started to permeate. She wanted to run but knew staying in her friend’s house was to safest she could be. “Trish snap out of it!”, Abby pleaded through the glass door hoping that somewhere in her friends head she was listening, trying to gain control.

Showing no emotions Trish’s body exited the pool water cascading down her naked body. That’s when Abby saw it clutched in Trish’s hands was a scrap of cloth. Was it a piece of paper? Maybe a part of the pool liner?, Abby questioned but somewhere in her mind she knew what it was. Looking down at herself she was her boobs hanging free. Quickly, she clasped her hands against her chest trying to keep her modesty intact.

What happened next shook Abby to her core. As Trish began walking towards Abby, her body began to change. Her figure became curvier going from her a toned frame to a body often see in a playboy magazine. Her hair originally shoulder length auburn hair turned black growing longer and longer. She kept changing with each step and once she reached the door Trish’s body turned into one of a goddess. Her body was perfect and her hair reached down to her ass. But as Abby stared at her friend more and more she realized that Trish had become the spitting image of the idol she found.