As Carol skittered towards the door, seeming almost eager,Jessica looked around trying to catch the others reaction; some looked worried, others just thoughtful and others had slapped down their best poker faces so no one could tell.
There were only two stand outs; Jen followed the movements of the stacked, slutty little peroxide pixie with a look that was almost...hungry.
The other watched her trip lightly through the door,seemingly as eager as a puppy, with a look that could only be described as haunted...to be honest it was hard to blame her.
The girl looked no older than 19, but not one who could play at being younger like Jenny; her body was much too ripe for that. A massive pair of impossibly perky Sweater Stretchers, larger than her own G-Cups, but clearly natural with the way they almost subliminally jiggled with each of the small shallow breathes she was taking, and fully on display in the microscopic bikini top, essentially two tiny triangles of white semi-transparent material that barley covered her fat, turgid nipples and held in place more by wishful thinking on the girls part then the little string shoulder straps and band, sat out in front of her like the prow of some obscene ship.
Her hair was mass of harshly bleached ringlets, starching down to her thick badonkadonk, their stark light straw colour contrasting interestingly with her sinfully dark chocolate skin; full lips, wide eyes a vivid purple thanks to contacts, her face that of an innocent yet sensual Nubian angel, her thick yet shapely legs displayed in skin tight leopard print leggings that highlighted that aforementioned full, juicy ass of hers...Lord, the girl was practically a walking invitation to rape...
Which was a very weird thing to be thinking about your own husband!?
Luke had insisted that he be in on the search for Dani, there had been talk of him being their Pimp or acting as muscle, but the consensus from the experts was that such traditionally dominate, physical roles would leave him to close to his normal profile, and that he was too well know in the streets to risk it...if he really INSISTED on going in they would have to do something truly radical in order to insure that no one would possible suspect who he was...and so Luke became Lunette, a member of the herd of harlots they were putting together...
One quick run through a Reed Richards’ improved version of Superia's feminization process, and Luke was female...and then they really went to work on him, turning him into an exaggeratedly feminine all “natural” beauty...
However whatever they had done to his body, his mind was still that of her very MALE husband, and it looked like he was about to have a panic attack at the idea of selling “herself” to a man...