I chose the simple black dress I had worn to our meal at Oliver’s and put my hair up in an elegant bun. I wanted Daniel to be unpinning it at the en... of the evening and running his hands through it… ‘Hi!’ I called as I heard him climb the stairs, his heavy footsteps the first indication that something was amiss. He stood in the doorway and gazed at me, a serious expression on his face. ‘Hi, sweetheart. Had a good day?’ ‘Uh-huh,’ I giggled and went to take him in my arms, wishing I had waited. After about a half hour I started to feel hot. Sure enough I started to change. I watched as my hair on my hands began to recede into me and my fingernails grew out. Then I watched as my hair on my head grew out and changed from brown to golden blonde. Then my hips and ass grew out causing my pants to rip again. Then my tits grew out, causing my shirt to rip open. Then my dick grew hard and I tried to stop it but to no avail, it slowly but surely shrank from my fingers and I became. Yes, she had been depressed and, yes, the alcohol hadn't helped any either and, yes, she had to admit she found Chris to be extremely handsome and virile and, of course, knowledgeable in bed beyond her wildest dreams. However, what they had done was wrong. Chris should be dating nice girls his own age. He should be learning about relationships, not sexual positions and techniques (at least not quite yet). She was more than twice his age. She should be ashamed of herself.She would have a talk. "I - or rather as far as the police will be concerned - you shot him!" Angela replied. "Yeah, I think that it shouldn't be too difficult to convince them that you came here looking for revenge on Bill for stealing your once loving wife away from you. You had a gun and were intent on killing both of us. You shot Bill first, but unfortunately for you he had a gun in the desk here. I managed to get to it whilst you had an altercation with Bill, and in panic I shot you in self-defence. It wasn't.