"Oh my Heavens," she gasped, one hand automatically raising to cover her open mouth, the other still grasping the bloody hatchet. It was then that she...caught sight of the smears of dripping red that covered her hand. A shriek of horror died in her throat. Throwing her hand down, her eyes traveled the length of her naked body where blood splashed by the thrashing goat had painted her in gory red. "Oh... , oh... , oh my Heavens!" she exclaimed.Suddenly Mary was a blur of motion. Hatchet still. Suddenly, the hands squeezing her breasts stoppedmoving. Then Jo Beth heard a cry as Josh's handsflowed across her breasts, becoming white and flat andcottony. He was shrinking fast. His hands connected,and his legs, now short straps, looped around hershoulders and connected to his large, cupped hands.The rest of his body dwindled to nothing, as the echoof his shriek hung ghostlike in the air. Jo Beth smiled as she examined her new bra. The spellhad, as it always did, transformed her subject. I pulled both my hands across my bared breasts, not to hide from view, but caress slowly across my erect nipples, it felt good, and I let him see that.He responded by dropping one hand to his crotch and cupped his hidden manhood, 'You like to fuck this', emphasizing his manhood by squeezing it hard, 'or fuck this', he waved the crude dildo in the air, naughtily, I smiled, 'Which is bigger', I retorted brazenly, dropping both hands to my shorts, letting him once again look at my nipples, change. “I checked on flights tomorrow and there’s one that goes to London at 11:45 AM. Thought I’d see if I could get on it.”“Tomorrow!? Wow, son. You move fast,” Dad said. “Well it sounds like you’ve planned stuff out very well. I can take the morning off work to drive you if you like.”“Thanks, Dad, but Darren said he’d give me a ride.”“Okay.”I had trouble sleeping that night. I got up, finished packing and Darren picked me up at 8:00.“Dude,” he said when I opened the door.“Word,” I answered. .