Music Festival

“How about this one?” Lauren asked in her new deep voice as her body made the final changes into Christian.

“Well,” started Georgia slowly, “I mean, Christian’s fine, but not a complete stunner. If we’re going through with this, we’re going all the way.”

“Fine,” Lauren sighed as she took off Christian’s gym shorts as her body shortened, muscles disappeared, groin contracted, hair lengthened, and breasts/bum inflated back to normalcy. Sighing she added, “Just more time for more changes. I’ll never get used to that. Love it!”

Two days ago, Lauren and Georgia had an issue. There was a music festival coming near where they lived. All of their favorite bands would be there, there would be camping, plenty of time for them to experiment with drugs, but each of their parents had said no. They said that kind of environment wasn’t safe for two girls to go alone; you never know what kind of creep might be lurking in the crowd. As much as they hated it, Lauren and Georgia knew that they were right; most guys have no clue how to keep it in their pants when they see a female. But Georgia had a solution. She had begun reading online about some body morphing spells that could be advantageous for her and Lauren, you just needed a personal item from one person and chant some words into it then use it. Lauren and Georgia devised a plan to tell each of their parents that they would be staying at each other’s houses during the weekend of the festival, but they wouldn’t be there. Now, Lauren and Georgia were in the boy’s locker room, trying on different players for size as the football team was out on the field practicing.

Georgia found Malcolm’s locker and felt a rush within her. He was so hot. She eagerly stripped all of her clothes and whispered the chant into his sweaty briefs  and sweatpants and pulled them on. Instantly, she grew a foot and a half while her torso and shoulders broadened and new genitalia began to fill in the boxers, making them much tighter than they initially were. She, or rather he at this point, began grunting in a deeper and deeper tone as muscles began to inflate and expand from all areas of the body, while her breasts flattened and hardened against her chest. Finally, her body gained more hair than she ever had and the hair on her head shrunk down. She felt a tingle as tattoos appeared all down her arm.

After all of the changes, she looked at herself in the mirror, feeling all of the new mounds of muscle, squeezing her pecs where her breasts used to be. “Aw, fuckin ay, man,” she exclaimed in a new gravely deep voice. She noticed Lauren had stripped down, preparing to don a pair of Alex’s gym shorts. She felt her new cock begin to swell in the briefs and she reached down to cup her growing set. She turned to walk towards Lauren, slowly starting to stroke her new member over Malcolm’s sweats, when Lauren pulled up the gym shorts. She arched her back and moaned as all of the changes took place. Georgia felt like she should be turned on by the spectacle of Lauren’s transformation, but she felt her cock losing its stiffness.

“Hey, what the hell man!” said Lauren in Alex’s familiar Southern accent. Georgia realized that she still had her hands down Malcolm’s pants at this point, gripping her now flaccid member.

“Ease up, I was turned on a moment ago… by you.”

“The fuck, Georgia?”

“I’m guessing it’s a straight thing! I don’t know!”

“Y’all saying Malcolm’s attracted to me?” Lauren asked excitedly as she exhaled loudly and threw a meaty arm into the air. “Fuckin’ right! As soon as we’re done with this body borrowing, I’m going in.”

Georgia considered something for a moment. “What if we could fool around at the concert?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, technically you and me will not be you and me at the concert,” she began trailing off.

“So?”

“So, we’re not going to have an opportunity like this, so why not go ALL out, all out?”

“You mean like fool around?”

“Exactly.”

“Well, I’m not really into you right now, but…”

“You mean to tell me you don’t think there aren’t a couple of gay guys on the team?”

“Good point.”

Lauren and Georgia disrobed and began searching for clothing items when they heard the gym doors opening with a crowd coming in. Knowing it was the football team coming back from practice, Lauren and Georgia panicked and grabbed four pieces of clothing from the nearest lockers and ran out. They then ran out to Georgia’s car and sped away.

As they were driving through the country road on the way to Georgia’s house, Lauren began talking off her clothes and reached in the back of the car, bringing out a pair of jean shorts.

“The hell are you doing?” Georgia asked.

“What? I’m addicted to the rush, I guess.”

Lauren pulled up the jean shorts, arching her back as her body underwent impressive changes. Lauren has fully changed to Lorenzo, and put on her sunglasses and looked over at Georgia.

“Piace quello che vdei?” Lauren asked, in a smooth Italian accent, shocked and laughing at what she heard. “Posso parlare Italiano!”

“Nice, Lauren, grabbing the one exchange student’s shorts.”

“Andare a farsi fottere, Georgia.” Lauren replied. She disrobed, changing back to Lauren in a matter of seconds, and laughed, “Oh, come on, the Italian was sexy.”

“Whatever, just put on some clothes, we’re nearly to my place.”

Lauren obeyed as they drove into Georgia’s driveway. Georgia’s parents were out of town on a business trip, so they had as much time as they needed. They arrived at Georgia’s house and hurried into Georgia's room. 

Georgia wasted no time. She grabbed a pair of compression shorts and a shirt, stripped off all of her clothes, and whispered the chant into each of them. "Let's see who we've got," she said as she pulled on the pants and pulled the shirt down over her head.

Because the girls had been going through this all day, the changes were very quick. Georgia was thrown back onto her bed because of the size and weight of the muscles growing on her body while every one of her features broadened and became more masculine, until she was nearly the mirror image of Cole. She groaned in a deep voice as new genitalia snaked out between her legs in the compression shorts. "I'll never get used to that," she added. Finally, her arms exploded in muscle. She laughed and flexed them for Lauren. Cole indeed had sizable, impressive arms for his size.

"How about it?" she asked Lauren in a deep slur. 

Lauren was indeed turned on but she decided to save face, "It's ok, but Cole just looks so damn young."

"Nuh uh! He's fine, and at least he can speak fucking English!"

"Oh, come on, Alonzo made up for it with his looks. Here's the real test," Georgia added as she purposefully showed off her cleavage to Georgia as Cole.

Georgia sat watching, "What? Oh- am I turned on? ... No, I'm not getting anything."

"Well, at least we're getting warmer. I'm going next."

"I'm keeping Cole."

"Look, I just think you could do better," Lauren suggested as she picked up one of the briefs left and whispered the chant into it.

Lauren pulled on the briefs and underwent a change that neither of them had ever seen. The briefs immediately filled out in the groin and ass, nearly looking too tight for her torso now a her whole body writhed and broadened and every inch of her seemed to erupt in muscle as her face and jaw squared out with fresh stubble. All of her features darkened and became more masculine and she stood up as the mirror image of Clark, the tight end of the team. Georgia as Cole was adjusting her new groin as she was incredibly turned on. Lauren noticed Georgia gripping her stiff member and pointed at and spoke in a booming baritone, "Now THAT'S what I'm talking about. THIS is what we're looking for."

"I just didn't know Clark was gay. Didn't know Cole was for that matter, but he's much more surprising."

"Are you kidding? Clark and Frederick are the biggest obvious closeted couple around."

"Frederick!? The quarterback?"

"Yes sir, as a matter of fact, I think we might have taken a little something of his."

Georgia as Cole looked up with a look of joy and surprise and they both looked over at the last pair of briefs lying on the floor. Georgia quickly disrobed and spoke the chant into the briefs.

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Georgia and Lauren, or rather Frederick and Clark, had finally made it to the festival. They both decided to spend their time shirtless because they were never afforded the opportunity as females and how could you not showcase bodies like this. As they were setting up their tent on the first day, Clark looked over at Frederick, his back and neck shining with beads of sweat as he bent over setting up the tent.

"Hey," Clark called.

"Whassup?" Frederick responded, turning to look to Clark.

"We're keeping the briefs, right?"

"I really don't know how you could think that we wouldn't."

They both laughed as Clark returned to setting up the tent. Frederick looked over, crawled over to Clark, reached under him and lightly gripped his groin, feeling it swell in his hands and whispered, "Tonight, I'm going to make the tight end my tight end."

They both giggled and joined in a passionate kiss and finally made their way to the stages.