'Sophie' sobbed with her hands over her middle aged face. She thoughtabout whoever was in her body. The woman acted like she was in chargeof 'the club.... If it wasn't the real Sophia, then who was it? That icybitch Susan was her main suspect, but it could have been the real Mimi,Tori, or even Natalie.Merry ended up hosting the tea party. It was just as dull as sheimagined it would be. It became obvious that her part was to smile ather guests and hold Bob's hand. Her sister-in-law Susan was. “I’m sorry, Pet,” I say. “I’m being very rude. I haven’t told you how stunning you look.”This seems to perk her up a little. “Thank you.”“Stand up!”She rises, her head and breasts disappear out of the frame, but instead I’m treated to the sight of stocking-tops and naked pubes.“Very good!” I say. “I’m pleased with you, Pet. Very pleased with you for following instructions.”“Thank you,” she says.“Give me a little twirl.”She turns, not quite twirling or spinning, but it doesn’t matter.“I love the. .. but the old self-satisfied smirk was gone completely from my face when I looked in the mirror now. The arrogant spring in my step and the nose in the air was missing now as well, and everyone noticed it ... even Sir Adrian, much to my continued misery!Worse, the real power of the curse now began to become apparent! For awhile, to my horror and dismay, my gift seemed to be entirely gone! I could feel it there, lurking deep within me, but it no longer had the same sort of effect when summoned.. He brought his hand down towards her, but then hesitated, studying her alien body with his reptilian eyes. She realized that her sodden tank top was covering her torso entirely, the elder had nowhere to paint. All eyes in the room were on her, dozens of facing watching expectantly, lit by the dancing flames and framed in deep shadow. Sleethe was watching her too, making no comment, but waiting to see what she would do next.She felt the heat in her cheeks, and she began to rub her hands together.