No two items were alike and they never seemed to work as advertised. The mysterious old man who ran the shop never actually lied, but he often misled....So Jake had carefully worded his request in such a way, as he'd end up with a stunning body just like the woman who he admired from afar, Rachel. In one impulsive movement he pressed the button. The red light glowed and the device made a quiet buzzing noise. Jake sat there with his heart racing as he waited for the transformation to start. He. Between immersions, as they patiently and resignedly awaited their next turn, they were contriving to restore their ruined coiffures to some kind of order.Kylie's bikini top had early on started to cause trouble and on her third downward trip had come adrift altogether, the strap breaking and the insubstantial bit of fabric fluttering down into a crowd of hooting youths, whose anxiety to capture it as a souvenir had caused a minor riot, after which one person had required immediate and urgent. A guard had hopped out of the car and was heading towards me. Puzzled, I look at him. "Yes, that's me!" I answered. "Ma'am could you please hand me your passport?" the man demanded stretching his hand towards me. "Is there a problem, Officer?" I asked more intrigued than worried. "Ma'am, your passport please!" he insisted, his face carved in stone. Eager to solve whatever the problem was I took my passport from my purse and handed it to him. He opened it, checked my data and instead of. Satisfied that everything was all right, I got onto my back and waited to receive his penis into my body.He got on top of me but didn't enter me right away. Instead he turned to my husband and started taunting him about how he was going to be "fucking your wife and I want you to just sit there and take it." He then faced me and told me that he was going to make me into a real woman, whatever the heck that meant.I felt the man sliding inside of me and I soon forgot what he had said as the.