As my eyes wandered down from her tits, I noticed she had a sparkling thing in her naval. She was wearing a tight, hip hugging black leather mini skir... that barely covered her crotch. Her long slender legs were crossed and she was wearing a pair of shiny black come-fuck-me boots.Just by looking at her, my heart began beating faster, sending more blood surging into my already hard, pulsing pecker. I wanted this woman like I haven’t wanted a woman in a very long time. What I didn’t realize, was. Even simply getting all the water out of the bilges helped lighten the ship.We learned that the ship, named Thunder of the South, was out of New Isle. That was one of the Pirate Isles that was feuding with South Isle. They had captured it from the South Isle people. That may have been why it had “South” in its name. Apparently they had taken a cargo ship named Dolphin off the mainland several days before, and had sent it back to New Isle with about a third of their crew. They couldn’t just give. Within seconds he had shrunk over a foot in height, from a stately six foot one to only just over five foot. The structure of his face seemed to melt before my eyes; his jaw-line softened, his cheek bones became more defined, his lips and eyelashes fuller. His dark hair was suddenly cascading down his back, a great mane that flowed almost to his ass that was becoming small, round and perfectly pert. Even more amazing was the growth of his chest, which was suddenly rising unbidden through the. She hopped back into the car and crept up the path stopping twice to break down the little trees that had grown in between the track marks. ‘How long since anyone has been here?’ she wondered out loud. Then it came into view. It was a dump. The property her late aunt Patrice had bequeathed her was nothing more than an old deserted mansion badly in need of repair, or demolition. Whatever. As soon as she returned, she planned to contact her realtor about selling the old place. She’d sell cheap to.