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She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't see the slim tomboy who had signed up to the medical study anymore. To study the affect of femmeN-8 a new diet drug. It had seemed like an easy way to make a bit of money to cover her upcoming college term while also saving on rent by staying at the studies facilities.
The drug certainly affected her metabolism. She had gained weight unlike the heavier girls in the study but none at her waist, her tits and ass however had exploded in size requiring a whole new wardrobe. Like all the other girls her figure would now be politely described as voluptous.
She and the other girls on the study had gone a bit crazy catalog and online shopping. She found she loved showing off her new figure in skirts and dresses. Heels and makeup were no longer optional, she didn't feel dressed without them. She hadn't even owned a skirt since before she left for college. Now she just loved a clingy outfit to show off her new assets.
She wanted men to notice, she wanted men to pay attention, she wanted men... She'd heard of lesbians until graduation but had never thought of herself as one. Now she couldn't see herself lasting the next month without some strong dominant male... companionship.
She had worn her hair very short since she was 14 to the perpetual disappointment of her mother. Now she couldn't bring herself to cut her hair short again. Most of the other girls had a growth spurt but nothing like hers. It was just so pretty and long.
Now like the other girls she was finding the idea of going back to her old life, boring. Who wanted to be stuck in boring college when she could be making up for lost time chasing men. Or rather letting herself be chased and letting herself be taken. This led to a few minutes of happy fantasy. She thought back to last nights discussion of what the other girls had talked about doing after they were discharged from the trial. They had been watching the old classic How to marry a millionaire. The idea of renting a place in the city and trying to bag a rich husband would have been laughable a few weeks ago. Now the idea met with the firm approval of her libido. Teasing and flirting with a man, submitting to him. Just the idea made her knees weak.
The medical study staff had been super helpful. They had offered to help the girls in jobs or college find more interesting jobs and the training for it. The idea of been some vapid secretary for some powerful man held more than a small amount of fascination for her. It was so hard to decide what was best for her. It would be so much easier if a man did the thinking for her. She should ask one of the doctors to decide for her. That way at least a smart man was involved in such an important decision. She could then go back to what was impotant. Making herself pretty and useful to men.

Description
She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't see the slim tomboy who had signed up to the medical study anymore. To study the affect of femmeN-8 a new diet drug. It had seemed like an easy way to make a bit of money to cover her upcoming college term while also saving on rent by staying at the studies facilities.
The drug certainly affected her metabolism. She had gained weight unlike the heavier girls in the study but none at her waist, her tits and ass however had exploded in size requiring a whole new wardrobe. Like all the other girls her figure would now be politely described as voluptous.
She and the other girls on the study had gone a bit crazy catalog and online shopping. She found she loved showing off her new figure in skirts and dresses. Heels and makeup were no longer optional, she didn't feel dressed without them. She hadn't even owned a skirt since before she left for college. Now she just loved a clingy outfit to show off her new assets.
She wanted men to notice, she wanted men to pay attention, she wanted men... She'd heard of lesbians until graduation but had never thought of herself as one. Now she couldn't see herself lasting the next month without some strong dominant male... companionship.
She had worn her hair very short since she was 14 to the perpetual disappointment of her mother. Now she couldn't bring herself to cut her hair short again. Most of the other girls had a growth spurt but nothing like hers. It was just so pretty and long.
Now like the other girls she was finding the idea of going back to her old life, boring. Who wanted to be stuck in boring college when she could be making up for lost time chasing men. Or rather letting herself be chased and letting herself be taken. This led to a few minutes of happy fantasy. She thought back to last nights discussion of what the other girls had talked about doing after they were discharged from the trial. They had been watching the old classic How to marry a millionaire. The idea of renting a place in the city and trying to bag a rich husband would have been laughable a few weeks ago. Now the idea met with the firm approval of her libido. Teasing and flirting with a man, submitting to him. Just the idea made her knees weak.
The medical study staff had been super helpful. They had offered to help the girls in jobs or college find more interesting jobs and the training for it. The idea of been some vapid secretary for some powerful man held more than a small amount of fascination for her. It was so hard to decide what was best for her. It would be so much easier if a man did the thinking for her. She should ask one of the doctors to decide for her. That way at least a smart man was involved in such an important decision. She could then go back to what was impotant. Making herself pretty and useful to men.