I wish for you to create a small pocket dimension, with all the air and gravity needed to support human life. I wish for you to teleport this man ther..., but first, I wish for you to remove all this man’s ability to think. Remove all bodily functions and requirements. He should be brain dead; kept alive only by your magic, and unable to understand or even think about his situation. A living statue, I suppose.”“That does seem awfully cruel…” Asrah said.“First of all, genie, I am your Master now,. Kyle was nolonger running his hands up and down his new body, and felt slightlyembarrassed that he had been playing with his new breasts in front of theProfessor. He tried to sit still, in his baggy robes, but everythingfelt uncomfortable, and he was becoming eager for the Professor or MadamPomfrey to change him back."Now, Miss Granger, please explain who this is, and what you've done,"the Professor said in her sternest tone, through her thin lips. Hermionedid her best to look her Professor. I softly kissed back. The man was running his huge hands all over my body and it felt so good. He started to work his tongue in my mouth until it slithered down my throat. Then I could feel him work his hand under my shirt and up and down my stomach until he pulled my shirt off me and ripped my bra off me and pushed me to my knees. I knew what was next. I heard a zip and then felt the head of his cock push onto my lips. I wrapped my hand around his cock and I started to kiss it slowly at the. . opened her eyes to gaspingly witness him in the act of dropping his shorts, a choking sound of shock bursting from deep within her throat!"Oh! Oh... my God! Mark!" she gurgled, trying to sit upright and roll Jean from between her widespread legs! "Mark... Mark... !" Yeah, it's me, Mark!" he mockingly repeated, standing naked with hands on his hips, his long, thickly rigid cock cleaving the air like a choice length of cement-hardened hose! "Surprise! Thought I'd come and join the party....