Sonja lit up."Would you call me mummy when we're at home on our own? I loved it when you call me that when you were little, I felt so loved by you whe... you said it, and that you would be mine forever." Corey nodded enthusiastically.Sonja brought their coffees to the kitchen table and sat next to her son, and as she did her kimono rode up so her panties at the front were barely covered. Corey couldn't help but look, and his mother smiled because she wanted her son to look. Corey looked at his. Fran was a GP, new to the neighborhood, but already well liked. Her office was over in the shopping center a half mile or so from Magees.She admitted a while back that she worked her way through college as a waitress. She didn't say where, but a few of the regulars had a private bet that her boss was a guy named Hefner. She's in her, well, I won't say how old, but she still looks damn good. Simon thinks so, too, but that's a whole different story.Dr. Fran had come in about 8. She knew. At first ranjini ma’am tried to swallow the entire load, but it was too much and she had to spit out some of it, she spat some in her palms and licked it subsequently. After the exhausting blowjob, ranjini ma’am stood up. It was then that she realised that her petticoat was full of sticky cum which could easily be noticed by anyone. It was impossible for her to remove the cum stains without removing her petticoat. So, she removed her petticoat and took my underwear to clean the cum. I was. .God Damn it!"I looked down at my new body. I had no idea what to do next. How couldI get out of this? How could I reverse it? The e-mail was the onlyexplanation, and, was the only possible clue as to why and how it hadhappened. I scurried out of the men's room and headed back to thelibrary.The sound of the boots clicking beneath me was horrible. Where once theracket had been a bit exciting, now it was only a audible reminder ofmy current predicament. Worse, I was utterly mystified as to how I.