Feeling relief at having circulation restored to my limbs, I grabbed my bathrobe and staggered over to the bathroom. My balance seemed even worse than...the day before. After cleaning up I checked my reflection. My hair was longer, and I realised I was taller.I realised I was changing more radically than I had hoped, and fear was threatening to surface. Still, hopefully, if I slouched a lot for a few weeks, and got a hair cut, no one would notice. I could pass off the extra height as a growth. Everything was well kept, but unlike the inn, it seem this space was on standby until guests were expected.The bedrooms were a little disappointing to me. They were little rooms, comfortable for one person but crowded for two, with a writing desk, double bed, and space for a chest. Maybe we could squeeze three of us into one, but it would have been like the one night the four of us slept in the larger bed at the inn- crowded and uncomfortable. While the courtyard with it’s sitting area and all. Vic said that he wanted to eat me and who am I to say no to that. Vic’s tongue was amazing within minutes I was cumming. I looked over at my hubby and I motioned for him to come closer. When he was closer I took him in my mouth. After a couple of minutes of this and my cumming another time I told Vic that I wanted him to fuck me. He slid up and put on a condom and then slid his thick cock into me. It was wild, hubby in my mouth and Vic deep inside of me. I had always wondered what it would be. No one will be the wiser!"I really could not think of a good reason to refuse, except that I would be part of a deception. Well, I've done worse, and I had just enough to drink that some dark thoughts came into my head."Sure, Jack. No problem. When you get back, you put the outfit back on and return to your Goofy self," I joked.He needed no more encouragement. He peeled the outfit off, stashed it in a cabinet of some sort, and headed out with a wave. I looked at Goofy's head and started.