He wanted to see fingers. Thin, fleshy fingers, pale and covered in sticky sweat-filled dust. Hands that he could fit into a glove. Twirl a pencil. Gr...sp a rock off the beach and toss it into the nearby river.He saw paw pads, thick and black leathery bulges, with small round pointed claws sticking out from the chaotic mess of fur covering the four large, round fingers that made up his new, thumbless paws.And then he saw nothing but blackness.__________________The floating cat head danced. ”Agnes stood and helped pull food from the fridge and then moved to assist her mother in cooking. I set the table. Jimmy just watched. I had noticed that he rarely helped inside the house.By the time the food was finished, Mister Stover and Aaron had walked in. We sat down, blessed the meal, and ate.Once we had finished, we cleaned up and went to dress for church. Agnes and I went to our separate bedrooms to change clothes. Both bathroom doors were open and we watched each other strip and then. But surely there was something wrong with what Imogen was doing."If I were just making copies, sure - that would not be allowed. But the Duplicato charm creates more than mere copies - they are indistinguishable from any other bills. Once we pay for something with them, they will always be accepted - no chance that they'll ever be rejected. So no harm is done."While the professor thought this over, their breakfasts arrived. Imogen's normally healthy appetite had returned by this point and she. It felt kind of moist, and as I rubbed, she pushed back against me, and I could feel the muscles of her asshole squeezing against the tip of my finger.I had had about enough of that bikini, and I asked her if I could take it off. She didn’t say anything, she just raised her hips off the chair. I took that as permission and slid them off, finally getting to see what I had waited for ever since I had discovered girls! Her naked ass was gorgeous, pale white, and smooth as that proverbial baby’s.