She was quick to dismiss itthis morning as nothing, and felt the same this afternoon. After a quickroll of her eyes she placed the phone back in her b...g before she heardsomeone else entered the room."Hey, Leslie!" A redhead said as she walked by her and opened her ownlocker. Her name was Erika, and she stripped out of her jeans and shirtfaster than Leslie would think possible. Leslie could only watch as sheundid her bra, allowing her large breasts to jiggle freely, beforeslipping out of her. "I concede defeat," Dad said, as if proclaiming the royal heir. All of us had a good guffaw after that.A week passed. I was getting back to my own routine - breakfast in bed, getting up at nine, playing tennis with Mom or Dad, taking a long swim and finish up with some sight-seeing. Often, the day would come to an end with dinner at one of the may exotic restaurants in the city.On Monday morning, Mom brought me my breakfast. After I had finished, she asked me to go freshen up - said she had. When I did, I found that it was a closed-circuit and the cameras were pointed at the chairs.Apparently, the recently moved out owner had changed the spell. The change was that when a woman, of any age, crossed the threshold into the kitchen, the woman's underwear (bra and Panties) would disappear. Then, when they crossed into the dining room, it does not matter what they are wearing, the outfit becomes a white, Blouse, and min skirt.When my son and I are at home by ourselves, our general dress. The sun was already high the next morning when Suswa thrust aside the curtain and shouted, "So how is the happy couple today?" Huber mumbled, wiped sleep from his eyes, and cast a look at his beloved. To his shock, Shuko was gone, and a slim young man slept in her place. "What kind of trick is this?" demanded Huber, then gripped his own throat, for his voice had come out shrill. He looked down, and saw that his chest had sprouted large soft breasts, his hips were rounded, and he was sore and.