I let my self in. Becky was waiting in the archway between the entryway and the living room. She was showing pretty well and was apparently living in ... fantasy at the moment, dressed in black silk thong panties and a black laced trimmed see-through jacket, open in the front. Her tits heavy and swollen, her nipples three shades darker than normal were standing erect. I found it curious that her feet were posed like a ballerina, one in front of the other, as if she had been practicing it. Seated. "There was a puff of smoke, and a carton of my brand appeared on the table. Ilooked at the genie and said, 'I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I can buythese at the store.'"It was then that he told me of their magic properties. He assured me thatsmoking one of these would transform me into the woman of my dreams, and aslong as I smoked at least one each day, I would remain female. I'm not surewhy he set it up that way--except that he realized that the brand was such anintegral part of my. . ."Well, Andrea," I began, "is it totally weird and perverted if I say that I'd like to see you naked, too? I look at my k**s, and I'm just fascinated to see what traits they've gotten from me; and I've always wondered where those traits came from -- how they got to me, so to speak."Andrea laughed. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours?"I laughed, a full hearty laugh. "Well, I didn't exactly mean it like that. But. . . yeah, okay, if you want to put it that way."Without another word, both. ”We all stood silently. My mouth was getting very dry. I turned my eyes slightly so I could see holly. Her muscles were quivering slightly. It wasn’t cold on the porch, so it was either muscle fatigue or fear. Holly was in much better shape than I was and my muscles were fine, so it was probably fear.Mistress Gloria turned to face me directly and I suddenly knew why holly was afraid. Mistress Gloria’s eyes nearly burned through my body. She was truly angry– not just Mistress angry so she could.