Every millisecond felt like an hour as the door slowly creaked open. Heather panicked and surged forward, phasing into whomever might be in the doorway. Tracy's eyes widened as she saw Emma's bulbous body convulsing under the door frame. After gaining control of her new form, Heather stepped forward, shut the door behind her and looked into the mirror, "Holy shit, I'm Tim's Mom!", she gasped, poking at her new pudgy face. After overcoming her initial shock, Heather's hand hovered over her new breasts. She then cautiously squeezed them. A crooked grin appeared on her face as she bounced the mammoth mammaries, feeling their full mass," Emma's got them heavy boobs! They're so different from yours! Come over and feel these gazongas, Tracy!"
"Heather, that's disgusting!", Tracy protested.
"No, nothing wrong with a new milf getting familiar with herself", Heather replied, turning to the side and squeezing her new buttocks,"Damn! You think that being an older girl, Emma would have a soft ass. Nope! Completely solid cheeks! She's got a bulldozer butt", Heather then started to back her new rear towards Tracy.
"Heather, I said stop! That's my boyfriend's Mom", Tracy screamed.
Heather spun around, feeling her new flesh ripple,"Not right now it's now. It's that kinky Heather you were talking to in a curvaceous package!"
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