He shifted, felt his bulk slipping and sliding under the blankets.Entirely too much flesh. The red...thing. It had worked, hadn't it?He had to see him...elf.He shrugged off the covers with a grunt, heaved himself to his feet.Oh yes, the thing had worked alright. There was even more of him thanbefore. He waddled wearily to the substantial bathroom that had appearedadjoining his old bed. Found a mirror.Thick. Curvy. Chubby.It was worse than yesterday. Much worse. The brown, leathery hide ofthis. “Tom?” Demie was standing in what appeared to be a small library, looking angry. “Where did you go?”I slammed the door shut behind me, doubting that the wooden barrier would hold against that beast, but then I heard it tromping away. I slid to the floor, exhausted. “Holy shit,” I muttered.Demie crossed her arms, accentuating her magnificent boobs in that short, tight purple dress. “What the fuck is going on here, Tom?”“I have absolutely no idea! First there was a ghost, and ... I took care of. My little wife hardly stirred since Snake Lady had risen and went and put the huge dildo harness on. Now the Snake Lady was back between her legs as she sat a jar of Vaseline on one side of the bed and had this strange pink balloon on the other (it some sort of liquid in it) then handed it to me. She said, "Give this to her, just put the open end in her mouth and all the liquid will go right into her mouth. She can swallow it all." I had to admit it was a rather wild trick.I did what the Snake. But when the horse returned on the third day with another woman, the cowboy lost his temper and yelled “You stupid horse! I said ‘posse!’”What do you call 32 West Virginian women in one room?A full set of teeth.A farm boy accidentally overturned his wagonload of corn. The farmer who lived nearby heard the noise and yelled over to the boy, “Hey, Willis, forget your troubles. Come in and visit with us. I’ll help you get the wagon up later.”“That’s mighty nice of you,” Willis answered, “but I.