Peter glanced nervously at the mirrors. Her spider-senses were crackling like crazy and she didn't know what to do. She needed to focus. She was trapped here, turned into a she-male -- her cock was so hard, so fucking hard. It was so hard to focus. She couldn't jack-off this woman -- even if Barbara's cock did look so big and thick and juicy.
Peter whimpered and picked one of the mirrors that didn't seem so bad. It just said "cutie" on it.
Barbara stared as Peter's body shifted. She was shorter now, daintier. Now her mask only covered the top part of her face, showing big thick cute pink lips, and two brown pigtails stuck out from the back of her mask. She was now wearing a red skirt covered in spider webs, which barely covered her big bubble butt and didn't cover her big cock at all.
"Oooo!" Peter squealed, dancing a little on her stiletto heels.
Barbara moaned. The little cutie looked so hot with that big butt and those full soft lips....
She quickly turned away, trying to focus on something else, and ended-up staring at the mirror marked "MILF."
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"You fucking cunt!" Kamala yelled as entwined rosebush tattoos formed on her arms. She twisted her flexible neck around to see that a large rose surrounded by brambles was in the small of her back. "You gave me a fucking tramp stamp, you dumb bitch!" On her arm was a large heart with the words "hot bitch" in it. "I look like some biker slut!"
"Fuck you, twat-muncher!" Mary yelled at her. Then she shrieked as suddenly her clit, tongue, lip, and nose sported gleaming piercings.
* * *
"Ooooo, ju leettle puta! Ju slutty leettle puta!"
America bucked her crotch as Kiki happily licked her snatch. She grabbed the tart's pigtails, using them like handles.
"OOoo!"