Her hips were wide and perfect for a woman, exentuating her thinwaist for the perfect hourglass figure. Once more, she was a knockout."You said everyo...e was like this?" Carl asked, still more than a bitafraid. Quickly, they headed for the next bedroom, Charlies.A few minutes, and they found the same result, a man transformed into abeautiful specimen of the female body. Charlie had been transformed intothe exaggerated stereotype of a ghetto bitch. Her ass was big, round,and plump. It also helped. Just before we left she went into the bedroom and inserted her favourite 8”x2” dildo. The dildo was held in place by the crotch strap of the body suit with the balls rubbing her clit. After dropping off the kids with Gram, we drove around for bit, as she likes to feel the car vibrations right through the dildo and it makes her very horny. At the grocery store we started going down the list, but you could see that she was eying and picking up things that could be used as a potential dildo, like. Her poonanny is still all wide and juicy. Her body stinks. Her head-meat has been spoiled and chemically destroyed. It has been washed of all Shelly’s thoughts and personality. Now she is nought but a fit, soiled, latex-coated mannequin. She sits in her own faeces. Shelly has been processed. Her body and brain have been made perfect for the Master. The Master pumps the slimy hood over the tip of his leathery cock as he enters the chamber. He is so horny over what he has willed to happen. Shelly. It made the weight on your back more reassuring than it was frustrating, at least when you looked at it in that light. Moving slightly quicker you put a skip in your step, your blazer hiding the gentle bounce of your B Cup breasts as you moved along.Things had been going well for you. Your school was good, your grades incredible, your brother was coming back and your parents were awesome. You felt a swelling of pride at having everything seem to work well. There was such beauty in the world..