Betty grit her teeth and pulled her hand away from her pussy.
"No!" she snapped. "I'm still me. Dilton'll fix this... I hope." She put a hand to her throat. Her voice was gruff and deep, not at all like the sweet tones she used to speak with. She looked at the clock.
"Oh no, my date with Archie!" she moaned. He'd promised her a fancy dinner in exchange for her helping with his algebra homework. She did feel a twinge of apprehension at showing up like this... but was it because she felt worried by his reaction or because
she felt new attractions, new kinks percolating in her mind?
She shook her head. Regardless of how she felt, she was going on this date. Betty realized that she needed to get ready for it, but she didn't have any clothes that would fit her bulky new frame.
She dashed out of Dilton's garage.
***
Betty ran downtown to the boutique district. She spent hours trying on dresses, but they all looked ridiculous on her new frame. Not to mention the giggles and horrified looks she got from the salesgirls. She felt frustrated, horny and confused as she
trudged down the street. Suddenly she stopped and saw the new store, "The Kink-Starter". It was a fetish emporium, specializing in fashion, piercing, tattoos and makeup, not to mention sex toys. She ran inside.
***
Half an hour later, Betty strutted out. Anyone who saw her wouldn't recognize this as Betty Cooper. Her muscular torso was sheathed in a form-fitting black leather tube dress that was almost too short. A pair of thigh-high boots of matching material encased
her powerful legs, with leather opera gloves to complete the look. A studded collar encircled her neck. Her blonde hair was buzzed short on the sides and styled up in spikes on top. Her face was done up in dramatic makeup. Betty looked one riding crop short
of being a dominatrix.
Betty strode down the street, her heels clacking loudly against the sidewalk and the leather of her dress creaking in protest. People gaped in astonisment at her but she just sneered in contempt at the men and wriggled her now-studded tongue at the women.
This would be a night to remember...