I’m not even going to try to tell you about some of the things I saw. Except maybe this one thing.This was the third time I saw this same guy back t...ere. Let’s call him Fred. Fred looked like an executive type. Black hair with a streak of grey over the ears. Good shape but certainly not muscular. Medium everything else except his dick. Let’s just say his dick was larger than normal. What was weird was Fred was not always with the same woman. And the women I did see him with were similar to. I can almost hear what people must have been saying ."Check him out, he's gone full tranny." I think we should start saying 'she.'" When I knew him in college, he was so athletic, small but reallybuilt. I never would have imagined him, I mean her, wearing a tightskirt and high heels." They say she'll do anything to keep Jake happy." Just look at Jake. Wouldn't you?"* * *Jake, after our night out, as i lay on my back with a pillow proppingup my bottom, i provocatively spread my legs and raised. Erin just barely managed to pull away and sink to her knees amid a frustrated groan from Vince. "Don't worry, the fun isn't over," Erin winked slyly as she pulled her breasts apart just enough to slide his dick under the bra and between her seemingly huge tits. Vince moaned again as she slid her hands around to his buttocks, rubbing slowly as she carefully slid his big cock into its new crevasse. "There, are you happy I finally let you fuck these?" Vincent could only nod his approval as Erin's. There, that youth riding his bike on the pavement, he just misses ... hold on ... that's wrong you're not there!" O'Neil quickly rewound the tape and played it back, the cyclist was riding on the pavement and then just fell off, but there was nobody near him. "But when I watched that tape you were there. I saw you. You went to the kid and said something and his bike rusted away!" on the screen the bicycle began to dissolve.Chris smiled, "All I did was to set up the spell, and now all those who.