This was a real trip of a place. I wondered what the heck I was doing there. Then I had to remind myself that I needed to get a job.I saw a naked midd...e aged woman walk in my direction. I could see, reading the tag around her neck, that this was Elizabeth. Oh ... my ... God! She was naked. She was a little taller than me, and heavier. Well, everything about her was bigger than me ... bigger stomach, bigger boobs, and a bigger ass. And another bare vagina."Hi, Melissa! I'm Elizabeth. Don't let. " I move the few feet to the dresser and begin to quickly unzip my pants. My cock immediately pops out, rock hard. As I remove my shirt, you reach into my bag and pull out the strap-on harness that you told me to bring. It already has a dildo ready for your pussy, but the cock side is empty. Removing your skirt, you quickly pull it on, pushing the dildo deep into your pussy with a moan. "Now, bend over the dresser," you instruct me. I stand up and bend over, my ass high in the air. I look down. ..Well, its just that....I was wondering why you had to go to France to get some titty action..." she undid the buttons of her blouse revealing a black bra and two beautiful, firm boobs. I would guess about 36C and a trim toned body. "Miss Jones...that’s a mighty fine rack you've got there...." "Oh yeah, wanna taste?"I swept the things off her desk and lay her on her back, with her body arched backwards her breasts were barely confined by her lacy bra and the clasp on the back easily. Hazel smirks at her. “As much as I would enjoy that, there is a barmaid that I would like to see again, what with my new body and all.”“I guess I cannot blame you,” the witch says with a grin. “Promise you’ll visit?”“I think that you’re the one that will have to do the visiting,” Hazel counters. “With all the traveling that you plan to do, I’ll never know where you are.”“So the connection is truly gone?”“You do have a new familiar now,” she says, her eyes darting to the knee high demon at the.