Before he died, he told her that he wanted her to be happy after the inevitable happened, and she was happy with her life. She had adjusted to being w...thout him. But then she met William.William was an older gentleman that delivered bottled spring water to, After Eight, the company Millie’s late husband had founded and that she now owned and ran. He had been her new delivery man for about two months. William really did not need to work because he was actually retired; he just needed something. The spell was cast by our sisters throughout the world that day, poppingoff in different time zones and different places whenever the sisterswanted, but within 24 hours all the men in the world had found theirspeech altered. The news was full of talk about how it had happened andwhat it had meant, men in dark suits sitting in their news rooms chattingprettily about the strange change, while the female news anchors lookedon, bemused, sometimes teasing them, sometimes consoling.It was the same. “Aren’t I naughty? I am practically naked.”“Um,” said my poor dad, gulping nervously as he gazed at her nubile young body, clearly unable to pull his eyes away.“Fuck, Brittany, don’t taunt my dad like that,” I said, standing by awkwardly while she plucked at her clinging top and smiled down at my dad.“Well, if I am being bad, maybe your dad just needs to spank me then?” cackled Brittany, and she threw herself impetuously across my father’s lap and wriggled her butt, offering up her round. He yelled you like cock boy, cause you are sure gonna get alot of it tonight. He told me to get on my nees. I did and let his dick hang infront of my face. He smacked it across my face then instructed me to begin touching myself. He told me to play with my dick and balls. He said stare at my cock boy so i did. I knew what he wanted but i just sat there so afraid and some how hoping he wouldnt make me suck his dick. He brought his cok to my lips and said open up. I was crying at this point. He.