Heather moaned as she shivered with desire. It was her third time in a row having a female orgasm in her new body, and all she could do was gush at her sexy reflection in the full-length mirror. She ran her hands over her toned abdomen, feeling the washboard abs Aine had worked so hard to achieve while the ripples of lust crawled through her.
After sending Aine away with the police for questioning about her “attempted break-in,” Heather had all the time in the world to explore her new life. She memorized the brand new layout of her ex-friend’s apartment and loved the changes she had made as she played with herself in every room. It had been so long since she stepped into Aine’s bedroom, and when she had a chance to play with her inner folds, Heather couldn’t believe how amazing her body felt.
“God, this body’s perfect!” She said while licking her moist fingers. She still felt so wet by the time she was done. Her hair felt messy, but her fit body had a sultry look that she just had to show off to people. As she posed for selfies and uploaded naughty photos to her social media, she loved the feedback she got from her followers on Instagram.
The likes and comments only fueled her excitement further. She was a woman who knew she looked good, and she loved it. She showed off her perfect ass and legs with different outfits, and she ended up sending pictures of her feet in high heels for the guys who slipped into her DMs. It felt so good getting all sorts of hearts and positive comments.
Heather just knew she was going to love being a fitness influencer. “I can’t believe all of this is real,” she whispered in disbelief. “I need to thank nana for all this … but can I come clean and tell him who I really am?” She felt conflicted - she prayed that her grandmother had some sort of permanent fix to all of this. After texting Max to come over to take her out for coffee, she couldn't help but wonder how she’d come clean. “I hope she has a way to alter his mind. I can’t just hide who I am.”
Sighing, she picked out the perfect outfit, a form-fitting dress that showed off her curves and accentuated her strong arms and legs. And as she waited for Max to arrive, she couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. Her libido was all over the place, and she had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be hard for Max to satisfy her.
She checked her reflection in the mirror one more time before making her way to the door. When Max knocked, Heather felt a surge of excitement. She took a deep breath before opening the door, revealing herself in all her glory. Max's jaw dropped as he took in her stunning physique, and Heather felt a sense of pride wash over her. “Jesus, I’ve never seen that dress on you. Have you always had that?” It wasn’t an empty compliment - the feeling of Max's eyes on her only confirmed it. With a smile and a nod, she took his hand and led him inside, ready to enjoy the night with her newfound confidence and beauty. “I thought you wanted to go out and get coffee?”
“I have other plans for you,” she said naughtily upon locking the door.
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