Kissa laughed and lay back, stretching contentedly not unlike a cat does after a long nap. She sat up and shrugged, "It was good and hard, of course. After 3 years together Jake and I have gotten really well-adjusted to riding each other. You really should take him on sometime sweetie, a hard fuck could do you some good."
Melanie smirked and shrugged absently, not noticing that the power outlet across the room was sparking, and that the sparks almost seemed to be throwing themselves in her direction. "Jake's a good fuck, but you know I prefer you and Kayla baby. A woman's touch just feels better."
She flexed her newfound muscles and grinned, "Besides, I wouldn't want to hurt your favorite fuck-toy." Kissa giggled and threw her pillow at Melanie, which bopped her in the face. Melanie giggled and threw it back, bopping Kissa as well. Melanie stepped forwards and threw herself on her best friend, kissing her joyfully for several minutes.
When the kiss broke, Kissa was gasping. Her smile couldn't go any wider as she caressed Melanie's cheek, "I love you mel. Ok?" Melanie smiled and nodded slowly, "Ok baby. Are you hungry?" She shifted her weight, and her larger breasts pressed against Kissa's smaller ones.
Kissa looked down thoughtfully and shrugged, "I guess. Are they needing relief?" Melanie shook her head and flushed happily, "No, Kayla already did that for them earlier. I was just wondering, that's all."
Kissa nodded and smiled shyly, "Oh, ok. Well then...yeah, I am." Melanie just smiled wordlessly and kissed the top of her best friends' head before she rolled over, propping herself up on Kissa's pillow and gently pulling her best friends' head to her breasts. Kissa was nursing gently a few minutes later, and the pair remained as this, one nursing, the other cradling, for nearly an hour afterwards.
Melanie gently pulled her breast from Kissa's mouth and kissed her best friend tenderly before climbing out of bed. Kissa had dozed off while nursing, and was now sleeping soundly while her body recovered from the fucking from her boyfriend. Melanie left the room, walking down the hall nude, completely comfortable.
She walked into the bathroom and paused in front of the mirror, admiring her new body in the body-length mirror. Her breasts were flawless, standing out proudly from her body, not sagging in the least in spite of her milk. Her hips were round and full, but her waist was almost inhumanly narrow, giving her a wonderful hourglass figure.
Her abs were wash-board flat and a six-pack was very faintly visible if viewed from the right angle. Her ass was round and tight, and her legs seemed to go on for days even though she was only 5' 7", and wasn't likely to grow any more. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her body; Kissa had been right.
It DID look like Melanie had been working out for months on end. Melanie flexed her arms and giggled at the biceps that visibly flexed there, popping out just enough from her skin to be obvious, but enough that when she didn't flex, they were only somewhat visible.
The bathroom had two power outlets in it; one next to the sink behind Melanie, and one on the floor below the mirror. It was the one below the mirror that caught her attention; it was sparking and smoking. Curious she bent down and reached her hand out, then stifled a yelp of surprise when the sparks leaped into her skin and disappeared. She flexed her fingers, feeling that now-familiar pull inside herself, and sure enough a rush of pleasure-inducing power soon followed.
She watched, eyes half-lidded with pleasure, and her breath coming in pants as electricity visible crackled out of the socket to be absorbed into her arm. She felt her muscles tightening and swelling, her body reacting to the energy she was pouring into herself. It felt so good, heavenly even. No ecstasy that she had yet to experience could begin to compare to this! She flexed her fingers again and let out a long, low moan as it started flowing into her faster, and faster.
