"Alas, poor Yorick, I knew her well..." Christopher spoke, playfully misquoting Shakespeare. Smirking, he placed the head with the vacant eyes down, a...d began his final act of transformation. First, sliding open the top drawer of the desk, he pulled out a small box. Holding it in his left hand, while lifting the hinged lid with his right, he questioned, "Hmm, what color eyes do I want tonight?" A few moments later, the brown in his eyes were gone, replaced with radiant emerald green. ?And you really are such a sweet and enchanting little thing Laura so I couldn’t not help but notice your beautiful legs during the interview ?. I also believe are just perfect for the position?in every way?and that all that’s required if you is really just a small measure of retraining? Astonishingly, Allison Miller’s hand had then suddenly made its way up beyond Laura’s lacy stocking tops to the very edges of her lacy black panties. With her heart hammering against the walls of her chest. She clamped Becca's arm's in each side that was not already attached to her bed. Becca's pussy was now dripping wet, she had never seen this side of her best friend!"Now, open your legs and let me get a good look at that pussy of yours," demanded Chrissie. Becca leaned back against the pillow and spread her legs for her best friend."Mmmm, very nice. So smoothe and pink. And I can see how wet you are. Good giiiiiiirl," Chrissie said, bending down to lick her pussy."Mmmm," moaned Becca, moving. His mind whirling, he began thinking about Janie. She was growing a fine body, too. And her friend Melanie … yeah, she was looking real good, too, damn good! Too bad Janie was his daughter and Melanie her best friend. If things were otherwise … Oh, it hurt him to even think about it. He struggled to put the thoughts out of his mind as he finished eating. Hastily getting up, wanting to get away from his wife, he muttered, Im gonna look in on Janie. His wife hardly looked up as John hurried out,.