Meg’s Transformation Scene 2

“I know your birthday was a few days ago,” he said. “But better late than never.”
“That’s OK,” Megan remarked. She had in fact been in the middle of a gruesome Statistics final when she turned 19. Any present, especially the gift certificate to the mall her parents had gotten her, was more than welcome.
“From all of us. We’re also taking you out to dinner tomorrow night.”
Megan beamed. “Thanks.”
Her experiences at college were the main topic of conversation over dinner and Megan felt a bit overwhelmed by all the questions. She wondered if anyone else encountered this when they went home or whether her family loved her just that much. It was, she reasoned, probably some degree of both.
After pulling a few all-nighters during finals week, driving home, unpacking, and being with the family, Megan was dead tired when she climbed into bed. Her bed, with its many pillows and cozy feel, was a welcome improvement over the bed in her dorm. Too exhausted to change or shower, she slipped off her jeans and fell asleep in her t-shirt and panties. It felt good to be home.
Megan feared that waking up early day after day for classes would condition her so that she would not be able to sleep in. She dreaded turning into a zombie, staying up til 1 and waking at 7 on virtually no sleep. As it turned out, she needn’t have worried at all. It was 10:14 when her head rose from her pillows.
Megan yawned, stretched and sat up. Only then did she sense that something was wrong. She felt cold…and wet. Looking down and pressing her hand against her panties, her suspicion was confirmed. She had wet herself in her sleep. It wasn’t much, and her sheets were still dry, but there was nonetheless a big wet stain in her panties.
“What the fu….” she exclaimed and then abruptly remembered how tired she was. Her need for sleep must have superceded her need to urinate. “Oh. Hehe.”
However, when Megan sat on the toilet that morning, she couldn’t produce a drop. She chalked it up to just another freak occurrence and let it go.
Her siblings at school and her parents at work, Megan enjoyed a bowl of cereal in just her panties. The icky wet feeling had subsided and she was in no rush to do anything. Eventually, she showered and put on a cute tank top and shorts. The shorts were getting to be a bit too tight for her liking and would have to be replaced. Fortunately for her, she had a gift certificate with her name on it (literally).
Before she could ponder her next activity, Megan was called to action by the sounding of a car horn. She looked out her window to see her Sabrina Stone and Desiree Macedo sitting in a convertible with the top down. Megan smiled. She hadn’t seen her friends since spring break and missed hanging out with them. There was no time to start again like the present. She slid her feet into a pair of sandals, grabbed her bag and headed on out.
“Hey slut!” Sabrina greeted.
“Hey bitch,” Meg called, returning the favor. She climbed into the backseat and her friends showered her with hugs. They also each presented her with a gift. Des had gotten her a new CD and Sabrina a swimsuit.
“Wow. Thanks, guys.”
“Ted is going to love you in that,” Des commented on the swimsuit.
Megan seemed slightly embarrassed. Ted had been her boyfriend since high school. While the fact that they went to different colleges put a strain on their relationship, they nonetheless remained together. Yet she had not thought of him at all since coming home.
“Come on,” said Sabrina, gunning the accelerator. “Let’s show the birthday girl a good time.”