That was a great sight, it being covered by only thin satiny pyjama pants and I was smiling contentedly as I settled back to my mug of tea and newslet...er.Even though the walls seemed reasonably soundproof I could still here Mom's toileting. The rattle of her piddle splashing into the toilet and then it's flushing preceded the filling of the basin. Mom was obviously just going to have a good wash down the same as me. Soon I heard her swear and then the bathroom door opened a little and she. Everyone does. You're dying of curiosity. Go ahead and ask!" How could you tell your Mom all about me for years if you just met me yesterday?" Her face clouded over."Please don't make me tell you that. You'll be mad at me and hate me and I really, really like you an awful lot." She looked nervous, chewing on her bottom lip."Sarah, I could never be mad at you or hate you. You're much too pretty for that. You don't have to tell me, but I wish you would." Sarah beamed at the 'pretty' remark and. Jeff felt the crotch getting tighter, he didn't realise what was going onuntil it was too late and he could not remove his penis, it was then thathe noticed the mannequin had completely destabilised, he tried to removehis hands from its hips, but they were stuck, he looked down and noticedhis legs had turned the same shimmering colour as the mannequin (now backto its default state), he felt cold going up his lower body as it changedinto a copy of the mannequin, he tried to scream but nothing. .yes, we have the key....of course....thank you again." She hangs up and turns to me.Becky had curly blonde hair, with pink high-lights, C-Cup breasts, freckles and hazel eyes."We're all set, Mike. Let's go put our stuff away and then we can unwind." She said.Didn't take me long to find my room, and I flop on the bed. It was going to be a long winter...The next week was slow, but we hiked and went to town a few times. Then all of a sudden...a huge storm hit. Piles of snow covered the ground and.