Her feet no longer fit in her shoes. Lynn stopped and stared as half of her foot stuck out of her top of her shoe. The expanded width of her feet woul... not let her push her feet very far into the shoe. Cocking her head to the side, she tried again but her foot still stopped near the opening. "What the heck?" She asked, out loud. The young woman looked at her foot. "Oh gross. I need to cut my toenails. But, is..." She held her foot in her hand, pulling it closer to her face. Again, her brain. ’ Rashawne’s eyes opened wide. ‘Why didn’t you tell me about this?’ ‘I’m telling you now. I was sure mom would chicken out when she heard the news, but she just smiled and said, ‘this should be interesting.’ They took us into a tent and sat us down opposite each other and a couple of incredibly hot guys with airbrushes told us to take off our tops. Then they painted our tits, matching the yellow and green floral print on our bikini bottoms. That was so much fun. Two strange, sexy guys, painting. "No Dan, there is no nonsense inmagic. Everything has a purpose." The wizard then bent over and cameback up with a large, dusty book. "What's that?" Dan asked. Thewizard ignored him and started flipping through the pages. He was mumbling to himself before "Aha! Here it is. The Love -Hate Rule. Itstates basically that any punishment, in an act of revenge, that you seefit for your enemy should be no harsher than what you would give yourclosest loved one." A look of terror washed over. One morning, I see my son going for taking bath. He wears only lungi. Seeing his naked broad chest and muscular arms makes me excited.For a second, I am excited sexually. His face is charming. The lips are full and very much tempting. I say myself: oh god, forgive me for such a thought. I prepare breakfast quickly and keep two plates on the table. I rush to my shop. For the first time, I feel the need of strong arms to caress me tightly. My womanhood resurfaces after a couple of years. I feel.