Probably 30 pounds heavier than her Dr. would recommend she was all the things Connie loved in a woman. Big tits a chunky ass supported on sturdy legs...Connie was visuallizing an erotic encounter with this woman. Employees knew they were on camera here and were on their best behavior. Unknown to the Employees were cameras in the alcove behind the desk area and the employee lounge. As she watched another young Indian woman approached the desk. After a brief exchange exchange the woman walked past. And those are based on us.” B giggled. “So our magic has a cost. They often cause bad things to happen to the person we enchant. Misfortune, tragedy, etc.”I shivered.“But giving futa-cocks, well, that's a curse. The thing is, human females love it. So suddenly we're able to give gifts to women, make them our patrons, without the bad things happening. Because the futa-cock is the bad thing.”“No it's not. It's the good thing.”“Well, in these modern times. But centuries ago, it wasn't seen that. Two years after graduating, we got married and had 2 c***dren, a boy and a girl. In my opinion, we are the perfect family and we do a lot of things together which is why our c***dren are very attached to us.Then one day, I received an invitation in the mail. It was for a reunion of our high school. In a strange way, the invitation excited me. I hadn't heard about all my friends from the good old days. Truth be told, I had been too busy to even think about them. My meandering thoughts went to. And then eventually our eyes locked in mutual adoration and we both flung our gaze aside in shame. We went to my apartment and I made us a big salad while she knocked up a fabulous dressing that included passionfruit. Afterwards, we sat together on the sofa and I gently took her hand. The air was thick with conflicting emotions."I kind of feel bad about this," I stumbled, "but I really... want to..." and she threw me a lifeline."God, Vic, so do I."I looked deep into her eyes and she gave a.