" Marcus couldn't break up a fight if he tried..." Shawna blurted."Right, second Dan in JuJitsu can't break up a fight if he wants." JuJitsu?" Every T...ursday evening and every Sunday morning." No, that's ice-dancing." No, Shawna, that's JuJitsu. I went to see him compete, there's the trophy." He pointed to the window-sill where, tucked behind a little wood-carving of her — topless, she realised, blushing — as a centaur was a narrow trophy with what looked like a karate fighter on the top."Why. "Take me from behind," she panted, pulling at Pinocchio. He got up and she leaned onto the bed, supporting herself with her hands. Her dark green breasts hung down.Pinocchio looked first, and felt better seeing that her bare feet were good, solid planks. He didn't think his father would be happy if he turned Marna into a tree inside the house.She bucked against him, moaning, and begged him for his sap, which he happily gave her. Her breasts began to drip green drops, and her belly dropped lower. It feels like satin through my fingers."You're a girl now, on the cusp of womanhood," she says. "It's all aheadof you. Your first kiss, your first prom dress and learning to wear highheels. You do want this, to be my daughter, don't you?" It's too quick. I'm..." I shook my head, hair fell across my eyes again."I'm a girl?" And very pretty too." I don't think I can do this."Isobel nods, she smiles warmly and reaches across the table to take myhand. "I understand completely. You need more time.. Kristy rolled her eyes and brandishing the ring on her finger said. "Okthen, it is my will that Becky decides not to kick my ass."The little old lady grinned and as quickly as she appeared she was gone.Kristy stood in the bathroom desperately attempting to make sense ofwhat had just happened. The ring on her finger didn't feel special andnothing had happened when she made her desire known. This can't be realKristy sighed as she went to remove the ring, it just can't be. AsKristy went to remove.