“You’re too stressed,” Kennedy says. He has told her everything that has happened since the last time he saw her—everything that is except his...forays with his dog. “You have a good woman that’s practically yours. She seems to take care of you like your mother did.”“She makes sure everything runs smoothly at the office,” he agrees. “Maybe if I had her at home with me I wouldn’t have to fuck so many women.”Kennedy smiles at this. “And do you hate fucking so many women?” she asks.A grin spreads. Now I was the crudely referred to, attention whore. It was fun to flirt as a 40-year old woman but only if men flirted back. I made sure they did.With the enhancement, I was top-heavy. Like a teenager rapidly growing, my enhanced outline bumped into things. With their soreness eased, hubby had his playtime with them. My enhanced profile incorporated in my movements, it was time to see what they could accomplish.While originally blaming my husband's swinging idea for my unfaithfulness, with. "You're going to kill me," he cried pitifully."No, I will not kill you...now; rather I will give you a new existence.You will brighten up my office and convert CO2 into oxygen."As her words sunk in he realized what they meant. His body began tochange and the last thing that went through his mind was that therealization that he was being transformed into a large ficus tree. Chapter 8Deb blinked and suddenly she was awake. She looked around and found thatshe was. Heather gasped, her jawing dropping open as she watched the actor pawing at the blonde’s tits and the blonde started stroking his cock. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed.Lauren watched her young friend and grinned. She knew that she herself could be considered pretty, perhaps very pretty, but Heather was in an entirely different category. The teen was drop-dead gorgeous and was only becoming more beautiful as she grew up. She had lost her baby fat, but still had a voluptuous figure that most women.