Becoming missy - Chapter 2

After a couple of minutes of like, experiencing bliss, I glanced around my ultra-modern apartment. It looked like a super stylish boudoir, decked out with provocative art, wild colors, and––yummy!––revealing clothes, scattered everywhere. As I walk around, admiring the sight of my like, transformed bimbo apartment, I couldn’t help but rub my newly-acquired clitty. My legs quivered relentlessly as I moved closer to the mirror, checking myself out like, for the very first time.

My reflection smiled back at me, displaying an insanely hot, platinum blonde bombshell that could like, totally steal your man's heart in a hot second, and the massive beach ball-sized orb of bouncy boobs now resting comfortably on my chest. I could see that I had turned into an awe-inspiring 18-year-old bimbo babe––Missy. My ass was like, so perfectly round and squishy, like a big, yummy bubble butt, and my waist so tiny, it was positively delectable.

Holy crap, I loved how I was looking, and I couldn't help but giggle like a schoolgirl while glancing around my sinfully fabulous bedroom. My like, platinum blonde was so long it came down past my sexy ass and my face was like, the most gorgeous face ever. My blue eyes were like, huge and sultry, and I had these incredible and lusciously long, thick lashes that drew attention to them.