“Come in!” she ordered walking into her house. We sat down on her sofa next to each other as Abby whizzed about picking things up. “Sorry this p...ace is a mess” “Dont worry about it babes” Ashley laughed “just chill out” Abby nodded and sat on an armchair across from us. “So, is Jason staying here too?” she said with a sly smile. I went to say “No” but Ashley cut me off “if that’s ok?” Abby nodded eagerly “Yeah, I have two empty rooms with beds in” I smiled and nodded, but on the inside I was. We both were tested last week for work and negative, we'd been texting carefully over the past month and most of our interaction was that way. As we couldn't be together we had some great text conversations in which I told her about my posting stories on an x rated site and also a dozen or so pictures from screen grabs of the videos she made for me of her in the bathroom and shower.I sent her the photos I used along with the few comments people have made and it really turned her on. She didn't. He removed my shoes, my tights, and my knickers and spread my legs. He got himself a chair and sat between my legs, his face right up against my pussy. I had never even, shown Simon my pussy and I felt embarrassed being on display like this. His fingers started slowly, like he was touching me to check my ripeness, using two hands he opened my pussy lips and examined me. Slowly he prodded me with one finger, just trying to squeeze it inside my tightness, It felt funny and a little. "Whoa, that's...I...what's happening?"Before my eyes Mrs Crawford was beginning to change, grey hair growingdarker and longer, her wrinkles fading away as she grew younger, like oneof those slideshow morphs they make from photographs taken of someonedown the years.Nor was she the only one changing. I could feel myself growing shorter,weaker, older, my butt expanding and my tight six-pack abs becominglooser and flabbier as they vanished beneath rolls of fat. Breastsbloomed beneath my shirt,.