Chanade was sat opposite me smiling and with a cup of hot chocolate in her hand."How do you feel darling?"The horror flooded back to me, what the hell...had she done. I looked down and my body not only felt different, I looked different. I was completely devoid of body hair below my eyebrows!Not only that but I was wearing heels, big pink heels. I was about to protest, but Chanade came up beside me, I tried to recoil from her but her smell, there was something about that floral scent that made me. " Dance?" I felt a flush that ran from my head down to my sneakered feet. I was walking around in October in a bikini top, and from that the guy thought I was some kind of stripper. "I'm an accountant." Yeah?" He shook his head. "You can do my books any time."I risked a smile. "You let me into that room, and I'll do your books for a year. No charge."The grin disappeared from his face. "You want to get into that room awful bad." Like I said, I left some things in there." Must be pretty valuable. I wanted nothing more than to put my hands under her blouse and play with those tits — to squeeze them, to rub them, to bounce them up and down, to stick my head underneath her blouse and suck on them, to rub my cock between them until I came! Unfortunately, I’m married, which restricts my non-wife sex life. However, a solution arrived. I first studied hypnotism back in college, when I would help other students who had trouble concen- trating on their studying. After putting the. " I'm also married." So I noticed. Happily?" Yes, quite, so..."As she felt his hands on her ankles, Laura's eyes actually closed momentarily, the sensation soothing, even mildly erotic. One hand went behind the calf of her leg for support as he slipped her tiny foot into the shoe. Her lips pursed with a tiny intake of air. Her eyes opened to find him smiling."You have lovely legs." The other shoe please," she chided him.She walked to the mirror, turning one way then another to view the shoes.