You break down in tears on the spot; crying over the little girl's body, sitting in a rapidly growing puddle of blood from both her and that bimbo... When suddenly you realize that all that blood is actually flowing into you; the next thing you know the blood is gone, the little girl is gone and you are looking down at... Breasts ?
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At first you were guilt ridden, blaming yourself for the accident but over the following weeks, with this new body... Just wow; You love your new curves way too much to care about how you got them. You could only dream of hooking up with a girl this perfect before, now you are that girl... You don't have to worry about her feelings, her tastes or even whether or not she's in the mood because she's you.