Becoming missy - Chapter 3

My like, lips were pink, so thick and soft, created to wrap themselves around everything and anything. I could practically hear my like, slutty, bimbo lips whisper naughty little secrets to anyone I chose to share them with. Oh, did I mention like, one of the best part of my new body? Those knock-your-socks-off Supergirl-like legs? Yeah, those gorgeous stems were toned and tan, reserved to wrap themselves around the like, perfect man, sending him to cloud number nine.

Just then it hit me, I couldn’t recall who I used to be or what life I lived. My head was still spinning in a lust-filled haze, and the only thing that was clear to me was that I was re-born as this totally, like, Ah-may-zing hot bimbo slut. I had no idea how I got here, or who I used to be, but at this moment, I didn't care. I was too busy admiring my new, gorgeous face in the mirror and feeling my hands caress my new, super firm beach ball-sized boobs, which just felt so insanely satisfying.

Each time I squeezed my new assets, I found myself moaning softly as the pleasure surged through my newly-transformed body. I continued to touch myself all over, my hands never stopping as I discovered how sensitive and turned on my new body had become. Like, I mean, wow, who wouldn't want to wake up and find themselves transformed into a smoking-hot blonde bombshell?