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Best Enemies; a Renewed Friendship.

Leah stared at him as he walked to his room, leaving the door ajar. She knew that there was only one thing that she could do. "I wasn't trying to fool you," she said after him, though she knew it wouldn't make a difference. She walked back to her house quickly, squeezing into the garments she was wearing earlier, including her bra and panties. She left the bra unclasped as she found she couldn't clasp it even on the loosest hook anymore. She looked at herself in the mirror, clearly frustrated. She wanted to scream, wanted to let out all the frustration she had pent up inside.

What else was there to do? She needed his help. She needed him to believe her.
 
He was quick with the new adjustments. He couldn't do anything too major now... No, but he could make this seem truly unreal. He smirked some as he scripted in that the next adjustments wouldn't happen until she was inside his house.

He closed the laptop and waited for her. The adjustments he had made would be that she would get sexier... A lot sexier, with a side of strange. He had given her pornstar proportions, a full set of DD's and a bubble ass, with curves to match. The changes would be slow, but her hormones would only rise with the size of her breasts. And, for the final shift, he would make it so that if she took her clothing off, a nice, cute pair of cat ears and a matching tail would start to set in...
 
Leah bolted back to Skye's house after looking in the mirror. She felt herself begin to alter again, making small tears in her shirt. She felt herself become even more curvy, felt her hips widen again. She felt her panties begin to rip with her new proportions setting in, and felt her jeans begin to become even more uncomfortable (which she didn't even believe was possible until then). She dampened even more between her legs, and it was almost insatiable. She could hardly stand it any longer. She quickened her pace even more and ran into Skye's room to find him there. "Look at me!" she shouted at him, her frustration growing ever stronger.

"You saw me this afternoon," she said, trying to calm herself down. "Everything fit me perfectly. Everything! Now look at me!" She felt tears begin to well in her eyes again, but she blinked them back. Enough crying had been done for today. "And every time I ... grow, I just get hornier. What's wrong with me? Please, figure it out, Skye!"
 
Admittedly, once she got back, any hatred he felt toward her started to swiftly disappear, while his shaft was starting to harden quickly. He left his words behind as he stood up, pulling her in close, and simply answering her with a deep kiss.

And it wasn't even so much at what he had created that pulled him to her, either. Her apologies from before, the fact that while she had left him behind, all he had were the memories of what used to be, and her crying... That was probably the final piece. Once his mind caught up with his mouth, however, he pulled away from her, looking into her eyes. He couldn't bring himself to tell her, even now. Or at least, not yet...
 
Leah was shocked at his advances, to say the least. But when he had pulled away from her, she only longed for him to kiss her again. When he kissed her, she felt herself dampen more between her legs, and it was simply unbearable. She advanced towards him with an animal instinct. She lightly pushed him down onto his bed and climbed on top of him, kissing him deeply. She forced her tongue inside his mouth, searching for his own. Leah wasn't sure what had come over her, and it took a few minutes of her forceful advances before she realized what she was doing.

Leah jumped off of him quickly, backing away against the wall, panting. As she caught her breath, she attempted an apology. But all that could really come out was something like, "I-I-I'm s...s..."
 
The wall wasn't too far away, so before she managed to say anything, his hands were on her shoulders, looking into her eyes. They had lost the dark, cold glare to them, and were instead searching hers. His chest was close enough to her that her barely covered nipples dragged against his chest with each breath he took.

"...Are you really sorry? I don't want to forgive you, and then have you turn around tomorrow and throw me away again. I don't want you to be here, just because no one else is available for a good fucking, and you just need to get it out of your system. I want you to truly be sorry.."
 
Anger began to rise in Leah's chest. How could he think these things? Had he been listening to a single word she had said? "I wasn't even here for a 'good fucking', Skye!" She was screaming at him now. All her frustration was pouring out. "I turned to you because I had nowhere else to go, yes. I apologized, yes. I fucking meant it, yes! If you don't want to help me then tell me now and I'll turn and walk out the damn door." Leah pushed Skye's hands off of her shoulders and walked to the other side of the room, looking out of the window and awaiting his response.
 
He turned toward her as she walked across the room, lashing back at her, "Well shit, how many years has it been since you turned to me for anything?! I mean, aside from a cold fucking glare? I can't help being skeptical at your words! I can't help but think that there's some other reason you're here."

He adjusted his glasses a little bit, taking a deep breath in, before finally sighing out, "I'm sorry. The first thing that comes to mind, however... Is that you said that your hormones were starting to build. Maybe a sort of... release, would at least start to set you back a little bit..." he said, still not looking to her.
 
"Oh, of course you would say that, wouldn't you!?" Leah yelled. "Of course that would be the one thing you would want out of this, wouldn't it?" She couldn't help but grow more frustrated. "If this is you trying to help me, you're doing a terrible job at showing it. God, why don't you just tell me to leave and get it over with already? It's clear that's what's going to happen." But she wouldn't tell him how much the thought of it turned her on, thinking back to the dream she had earlier. She had never thought of Skye in that way before, but right now, at this moment, it seemed like a ridiculously amazing idea.
 
He moved away from the door, back to his desk, sitting down. His eyes gazed at her blankly, and he crossed his legs in a manner that his hardened shaft wouldn't be apparent.

"You can go home and do it yourself, for all I care. I just thought that I would state the facts," he opened the laptop back up, and while he faced her, he input a part of the script that would do just that; the more she had sex, the more (for now) she would start to go back to her normal self. However, in order to relieve some of his own stress, he also input a part that made it so the more sex she had, the more she craved, "You came to me for help, I'm just sayin' that if you go home and use a toy or two, your hormones might start to relax."
 
Leah was shocked by his words. A toy or two? She had never bought one, never needed one. She looked at Skye, who seemed to grow more and more attractive to her as each second passed. "I ... I don't have any toys," she sputtered. "I gather that if I asked if you could ... relieve me, in a sense, that you wouldn't say no, would you?" Leah sauntered over to him, pushing his legs so that they weren't crossed anymore. She spread her legs so that she could sit on his lap and face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face closer to hers. Close enough to feel his breath on her face.

Leah wasn't surprised to feel his hard shaft beneath his pants. "Oh, so you do like the idea, do you?"
 
He bit his lip as she aggressively went after what she wanted--no, what she needed. And he wasn't going to say no, not after all this careful planning, and baiting.

However, he started to say something, but stopped when their faces almost touched, his nose gently brushing her own. He turned his head a little and kissed her again, to give her the 'alright' while his hands were starting to pull off the tatters of her clothes to reveal her full, remarkably firm pair of breasts, which his hands had a hard time pulling away from...
 
Leah ran her hands through Skye's hair, pulling his face towards hers. She gasped as she felt his hands running along her body. She pulled his face closer to hers, making sure that he didn't pull away from her. She ran her hands up and down his back, digging her nails in. She pulled back from him, staring at him for a moment. She gave him a seductive look as she pulled off his shirt and pressed her chest to his. She began to breathe deeply into his ear, nibbling on the lobe.
 
Her nibbling on his sensitive lobe, warm breath cascading over his ear and neck gave him a nice shiver down his back, his body arching into hers. Her seductive look did its job, driving him forward as he kissed along her neck, his fingers starting to softly toy with her nipples as he pushed his shaft up towards her through his clothes. He didn't say a word, fearing that this whole thing would disappear in a moment of anger...

...Besides, the last trigger hadn't been pulled yet.
 
Leah knotted her fingers through his hair as he began to trail kisses down her neck. That always was a soft spot of hers. As he neared her collarbone she let out a gasp, grinding herself on the hard shaft she felt through his and her pants. Leah reached down as she felt his hands upon her breasts and nipples, and began rubbing his shaft through his pants before beginning to unbutton and unzip them. I hope this works, she thought.
 
His own fingers were working their way down her body, gently touching her, caressing her form. It was almost like she had felt in her dream... They were even in the same positions.

His fingers started to remove the tattered pants and panties about the same time she was taking off his pants. He lifted his hips so she could remove his pants, though it only made him grind against her harder at this point.
 
Leah felt his manhood push against her as she finished removing his pants and boxers. She stood up and pushed her own pants and panties off and stepped out of them. She grabbed his hand, pulling him up from his chair and leading him over to his bed. She laid down, pulling him down on top of her. She spread her legs, allowing his body to fit in between them, but didn't allow him to enter her yet.

Leah wrapped her arms around him, deepening the kiss again. She wrestled his tongue with her own, moaning lightly into the kiss. She ran her nails down his back, digging them into his shoulders, and then continuing down his chest.
 
Once her clothes were completely removed, he had to hide a smirk on his lips; conveniently done by her own meeting his own in a deepened kiss. His hands were softly massaging her full ass as she pulled him on top of her. A groan escaping his lips as her nails got their hold on him.

Meanwhile, her ears were starting to travel up her head slowly, growing out and gainin a little bit of fur to match her hair, while her spine was expanding, a tail starting to snake out just above her ass..
 
Leah gasped at the feeling of ears and a tail slowly beginning to form on her body. It was slightly painful, but incredibly uncomfortable. She pushed Skye off of her to her side, gasping as she groped at her ears and tail. "What the fuck is going on!?" she yelled. She looked across the room at the mirror above Skye's dresser, grasping at her newly formed body parts. She jumped up, running over to it and examining herself in the mirror. She turned to Skye, almost completely speechless. "Explain this!? How the fuck is this hormones!?"
 
There were two options at this point. He could stand up, man up for what he did so far, and suffer her wrath. Perhaps if he reversed it, she would be forgiving. Perhaps, now that she had apologized to him, and he had seemingly forgiven her, he would be forgiven as well...

Bullshit. He had to lie more.

"Hmm... This is starting to get more serious..." he said as he stood up. He forgot completely about this part until now, "I'm not sure what's going on, exactly... I'm sorry, Leah."
 
Leah was close to bursting into tears. She felt her throat tighten and she felt more tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't want to cry anymore, not in front of Skye. Hell, not in front of anyone. She tried to blink back her tears but a few escaped, running hot down her cheeks. She sank to the floor, leaning her back against the bed frame. "What do I do now?" she asked. "I can't go to school like this!" A few sobs escaped her lips.

She looked up at Skye, feeling her new ears press against her head in dismay. Her tail curled against her. "What the hell?" she said. "They're moving with what I'm feeling," this was just getting more and more confusing for her.
 
The change in her attitude--or at least, the new way she was broadcasting it--made him feel even worse about the whole situation. So, in order to keep himself from blurting out anything that she shouldn't yet know, he slipped forward and embraced her in a hug.

"Take a day or two out of school..." He said softly, biting his tongue for a moment, before saying, "I'll look into it, research it for a while for you. Alright?"

It was the least that he could say. Damn him and his soft spot for his childhood friend. Still... If he were to do this for her, she might get closer to him, he hoped...
 
Leah was first to break the embrace. "Really?" she said, with hope in her eyes. "You would do that for me?" She felt new tears welling, but these were tears of thanks. She pulled him toward her again, but for a different kind of embrace. The uncomfortable feeling that was still welling between her legs was getting worse with each time their skin touched. She kissed Skye again, pushing herself against his body before leading him back to the bed again. She resumed her previous position on her back with him on top.

"I do still want my hormones to calm down," she said. "You said this might work, and I want my body back to normal. So we may as well give it a try." She pulled him forward again, closer so she could whisper in his ear. "That is, if you're still interested," she breathed.
 
She doesn't deserve to be forgiven.

He smiled at her and nodded as she asked if she would do this one favor for her, "Yea, but you'll have to stop treating me like a dirtbag."

If she adhere's to this one rule, it would be fine, right?

His hands reached around to her ass as he felt her embrace take a different direction, his lips meeting with her own as she pulled him down on top of her.

No... She still needs to suffer some. She needs to pay for all these years, and this is just the beginning...

A chill ran down his spine as her words danced along his ear again. His hands moved to her breasts and started to massage them firmly once more as he leaned in and nipped her neck gently.

We'll see what happens from here, and adjust the strategy accordingly...
 
"Skye, I promise you won't regret this. I won't treat you like shit anymore. If you wanted, I could raise you to the highest of the social ladder, right next to me."

Leah rolled Skye over on his back, straddling him as she ran her hands down his chest. "I never thought I would be attracted to you, especially not as much as I am right now," she breathed. Leah leaned down and nipped and kissed Skye's neck and collarbone before she raised her hips, allowing him to slip his manhood inside of her. Just this slightest movement was enough to make her moan. "Is this okay?" she asked questioningly. She didn't want to continue if he wasn't comfortable enough.
 
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