Of course. What nearly-forty-year-old, middle management type expects to be turned into a sixteen-year-old girl by his boss's pet demon?I stared at t...e image in the mirror for what seemed like forever. When I moved my arm, she lifted hers. When I stuck out my tongue, she did the same. It was like that old Marx Brothers routine. Only I wasn't laughing. Then I remembered what that demon said."You must forfeit..."Somehow, he had changed me into this girl. I remembered the bite and. Suddenly George's cell phone rang. He stepped off to carry on his conversation with a bit of privacy and then returned a bit later looking very agitated."I got a problem." George started in a serious tone, "One of my guys is sick and I have no one to drive tonight." Can't you get one of your other drivers Hun?" Bernice asked."I got nobody else. All my other drivers are busy on other jobs and I have to drive myself tonight." George seemed concerned, "Hey wait. Cousin Al, you know I wouldn't ask. The white blouse, plaid dress and green vest. She changed her bra and white panties. Many of the girls wore some stretch undergarment but she liked only her panties. Carefully she dressed finally putting on the sash with all her patches.She brushed out and tied her medium length hair into a flowing pony tail. The deep rich color of her brown hair and her olive skin highlighted her Italian heritage.Finally Lisa looked in the mirror one last time. She felt embarrassed but she could see she. Time seemed to slip away as his favorite team played. All the time though, he was thinking of how he had more ass in two days then he had in all of his life.As he got up from the couch to fix himself something to eat, he felt a familiar stirring in his groin. It was not as bad as the last time, but it was present. Sean paid little attention to it though. He felt that some food might help it go away. Going back to the couch to eat his food, Sean started to ignore the now slight discomfort in his.