An old friend (Pranked 15)

When an old friend came back to town looking for me. Well the old me, I knew I had to make him join the flock. He knocked at my door. When I openned the door, he took a couple of steps back, and looked at my house again. I bet he thought he had the wrong address. He then said “Hi, is John home?”, he didn’t recognize me, and how could he? A few months ago I wasn’t a hot bimbo. “No, but he said he would come back soon. Hi I am Amber” I told him. “Hi, Mike. Do you mind if I wait for him here?” he said, to which I just replied, “nope, not at all”. I invited him in, and asked him to wait in the living room.

I bet he was confused when he saw a couple of hot bimbos having pillow fights in the middle of the day. If he knew, those bimbos used to be my parents. I had just left the pink dildo below the coffee table in the living room. Hoping for him to find it and transform. “Want something to drink while you wait? a beer?” I asked him, “a beer would be great, thanks” he said.

His transformation didn’t take long, as a matter of fact, when I came back from the kitchen, he was gone, replaced by a hot blonde in purple underwear. She was going at it with the dildo. Thrusting up and down, moaning like the bimbo she is. I was so glad my friend was one of us now. To help her with the changes, I took her by the hand and guided her to my room, where we had lesbian sex. “Imagine if it feels this good with a dildo, how good would it feel with a real guy” I told him.

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