Minutes passed as Janet showed off the garment she made for Jessica, a red backless mini dress that Spider Woman couldn't wait to try on. Watching as Jessica moved behind a screen to change cloths Janet hummed to herself as she waved a hand in front of her to cool off. The scent of wild flowers was growing stronger and it was having an effect on the woman, feeling constricted she pulled off her shirt and jeans, sighing in releif as she kicked away the denim material. Her skin was darkening like she had just come back from a tan, becoming almost bronze and glistening with sweat. Her bust and hips had swelled some since her sugar binge, threatening to overflow the cups of her bra while her panties crept lower to make room for her rounding booty.
"Done... So how do I look?"
Snapping out of her distracting heat Wasp fluttered her eyes and looked over to her friend in the new dress, her eyes widened at the sight as the dark haired woman posed for her. She swore she got the measurements right, how could she not? She did them a few days ago.
Jessica's dress was threatening to pop at the seams, her hips and rear had grown so much the flimsy dress looked like it would ride up at any moment to show the globes of her booty. Her bust was pressed up into a deep lined cleavage that nearly touched her chin, held together by a tie at the back behind her neck. Turning to pose again Spider Woman sucked in a breath of air as she heard some of the stitching strain down the sides, the dress almost skin tight on her.
"Hey Jess... When did you get that tattoo?" Looking over her shoulder the woman couldn't see it but her bare lower back now sported a red hourglass marking, the rest of her skin continued to darken to an almost blueish black yet she gave it no mind. "Me? When did you get a tan? And how are your wings still out? I thought you could only do that when you were small?"
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"Yes its started!" Hissed Annihilus, watching as both women's humanity slipped away into HIS kind. Already he could smell their pharamones, the chemical signals telling him they were starving for sugar, craving royal jelly to excellerate their changes and growth, and the subtle craving to be bred, to lay hundreds of eggs and expand his future swarm. His antennae flickered as his arousal grew, desiring both women even more as they changed before his black glossy eyes.
Clutching his cosmic rod with one hand he opened the skylight window with the other, prying the glass shelf open as he took his first step and jumped down into the loft. Startling both women he waited for them to react to his presence, his own pharamones filling the large room as a stand off took place.
By now both women had developed nicely, their curves flared out ripe and full. Together they looked back at the intruder with heavy lidded eyes wondering who and what he was.