Sandy’s grin grew impish.  “Can I keep the good bits?  You know, narrow waist, these oversize boobs, maybe a little stretchiness?”  She cupped her breasts to show off her new assets.

Will giggled, and tried not to ogle.  “You like being like that?”

Sandy got off the couch and prowled over to Will’s side, legs squeaking softly against each other as she moved.  “Would you like to see me like that?”

“I know I would,” added Bernard with a grin.  Traci threw a pillow at him, then put her finger to her lips.  Bernard rolled his eyes, and turned to watch the other two.

Will pulled Sandy into a hug that squeezed her torso flat.  “I’d like you more substantial than this.  But I wouldn’t say no to bonus curves.”

Sandy poked Will in the shoulder, giggling as her fingers mooshed flat while doing so.  “Whatever you look like now, you’re still a guy inside.”

“Do you think so?” asked Will uncertainly.  “Everything I’ve felt in this body has been amazing.”

Traci mimed a snicker and pointed at Bernard.  Bernard rolled his eyes.  “Very funny, doll.  But yes, I’ve been what was ‘in’ Will rather repeatedly.  She seemed to enjoy herself.”

Will blushed, and looked down at her feet.  “Yeah.  I did.  So, so much.  It’s crazy, right?  I was happy being a guy, then Bernard comes along and boom!”  Will threw her hands in the air.  “I have never felt like that.  Never.”

It was Bernard’s turn to blush, but some poking from Traci made his eyes widen.  “Um, some of that may be the magic.  When it transforms you it kind of... sensitizes you as well.  The more you change, the more of an effect it has.”

Sandy perked up at that mention.  “Wait, that means I should stop sooner than later, right?  A belt, a belt I need a belt...”

Traci held up a hand to forestall Sandy’s worries, and darted out of the room surprisingly quickly for someone still semi-inflatable.  She returned with a shiny pink waist cincher, and helped Sandy wriggle into it.  Sandy was still rubbery enough to shove her hips through it while it was still closed, but it took effort.  Once she was done, Traci led her to the bathroom so she could check herself out in the mirror.

“Wow.  I look amazing,” gushed Sandy.  “And I’ll stay like this for... how long?”

“If you keep that on until tonight, you’ll stay like that,” called Bernard from the other room.

Sandy and Traci returned, grinning.  “So boys... that is, boy and girl...  Um.  I guess I didn’t think this next bit through.”

Bernard nodded toward Sandy.  “Want to go play with your girlfriend?  The way she’s looking at you, I don’t think she minds how you look.”

“Aren’t you going to join us?” asked Sandy, looking Bernard over lasciviously.