Phil, was the first to wake up in the morning and looking down upon his slender figure and petite hands he knew the spell had worked. Wasting no time,...Phil got up and carefully walked over to his sister's vanity in order to admire his new appearance. He was in awe while gently caressing his smooth complexion. Then he slowly ran his small fingers through Nicole's shoulder length curly ash blonde hair. Phil thought about how soft it was as he twirled his fingers through his newly acquired baloney. If you wanted to spend some time with me alone, why didn’t you simply ask me out on a date? Why go to all this trouble?” Dr. Randall shrugged, “I must confess I asked around about you first. I knew you were divorced, but I didn’t know if you were dating or involved with anyone.” Karen smiled. “Well, what did your detective work uncover?” “I discovered you weren’t dating, in fact, as far as anyone knew, you haven’t dated since your divorce over a year ago. That’s why I chose to do it this. The girl in the mirror smiled back at her and with slow deliberation gradually raised the hem of her nightdress, revealing a pair of dainty floral panties. Sophie watched fascinated as her virtual doppelganger began to gently rub the front of those girlish briefs, her camel-toe now clearly visible. To what extent the reflected apparition may have influenced Sophie’s fingered progress that morning is a moot point. Right that second Homer, perhaps drawn by the girl’s visual sexual activity,. " I tried to smile to myself as I though, he's begging me, but that didn't last long as I felt him grab my head and begin gentle thrusting forcing his lovely hard, long cock even further down my throat and soon I felt the warmth of his cum hit the the back of my throat. I swallowed, because I had no tissues at hand, and didn't want to interupt the moment by leaping up and frantically searching for tissues as cum dribbled down my chin! Swallowing just seemed to be the proper lady like thing.