She levitated off the floor, and all her clothes vanished, leaving her completely naked. The rush of sparkles tickled against her skin, especially her...tits and pussy. A sports bra and thong formed around her body. The striped braid appeared, starting from her shoulders and meeting in the middle, then the shell formed moving downward over her breasts, stopping with the lower braid. Bloomers formed over her thong, and the skirt pleats appeared, spinning around her body, drawing closer to her. To my dismay I allowed him to lead me up to the bedroom but I wasn’t ready to quite give in and kept trying to tell him to stop. He laid me on the bed with my head at the foot of the bed and climbed on top of me. He began to kiss me again and since I liked the way he kissed I kissed him back. I felt him go under my shirt and under my bra to play with my DD breasts. He pulled up my shirt and didn’t bother to take off my bra but pulled it up so that my breasts were fully exposed to him. He. She was more like Mandy than I'd suspected.The house was quiet as I came down the staircase, quiet enough for me to hear the washer in the basement. Except for a blue plaid blouse instead of the red floral one she'd worn the night before, Cheryl looked the same. She sat at the kitchen table, a slice of cinnamon toast in one hand as she read the label on the bottle of hair bleach in the other. She was wearing enough eye makeup for a chorus line."Good morning!" I said. Note to self: holding a. In any case, she wasn't sure she even had the ability to hold anything in her stomach once she'd let it slip down her throat.It was obvious that Lindiwe was sick. She sat huddled against the mildewed wall displaying the typical symptoms of Buffalo Pox such as horrible festering sores and postulating boils. This was reason enough for anyone to keep their distance. Any contact with Lindiwe or with anything she touched could easily spread further a plague that had already claimed so many lives.