With a quick yank his hands pull her thin shirt down from her shoulders, slowly forcing them down her slender arms, revealing a pale pink bra, and her...very perky but no more than a handful breasts. His lips part from hers as he glances at the treasures now exposed, and his hungry lips cannot help but bury themselves in her cleavage, lips parting to take that delicate skin between them, nibbling, sucking softly at the sensitive spot. Her body quakes at the feel of his mouth on her. Hips no. Everypainful change he did to me made him happy. Over time, I learned the insand outs of my prison. I found in the room full of junk one day, a oldsmall mirror. I would hide it each time in a different place so Durlockwouldn't find it. I would stare at myself in it daily and I could see myface getting girlier. What was this guy up to? He's definitely changingme into a girl. But for what reasons?I noticed one day that Durlock added another spell. It wasn't like theone he chanted before. This. As soon as she was out of the way, I went over and sat down with the new girl."Hi, I'm Mike." I said. "Your friend doesn't like me."She told me her name. "Sunny." She glanced over to where Christy was shimmying under the lights. "She said you don't call back." Yeah, it's pretty rare," I admitted."A real Casanova, eh?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.I shrugged. "Say what you like about Casanova, he never left a woman unsatisfied."She bit her lip, and gave me an appraising glance. She was. . Finally completely spent, I sat leaning back in my desk chair for a minute to catch my breath. Slowly I started to run my fingers through my very wet and very swollen lips… turning off my hitachi and just taking a deep breath, keeping my fingers gently playing and coming down while smiling and thinking about Him. A couple minutes of rest and I was able to walk, feebly at first, but I got up from my desk, turning off my computer and walked down the hall. Turning the corner, I saw my Master at.