‘Tell me, and I will stop now.’ … ‘Hmmm, you will pay for this’ … ‘ I take that you want me to continue then?’ The phantom kiss is now...over your left breast, and your nipples are so hard that they hurt. Luckily you are wearing a bra with thick pad, covered by a blouse and a stylish business suit, so no one can see your nipples pushing out like bullets. The right breast felt a bit lonely for only a millisecond, and then you feel the phantom hand over it, pinching your nipple. It is only so. And yes he really said that. I kind of laughed.I loved watching his eyes explore my exposed body. I got on top of him, rubbing my virgin pussy lips on his shaft. My throbbing clit slowly ground up and down his hard cock, leaving a trail of wetness behind. I wondered if he was going to penetrate me. It would have been my first time and I didn’t know if I wanted him to be my first.His precum and my juices mixed, allowing my pussy to slip and slide easily. He reached up and grabbed a handful of my. She looked at me with contempt but said nothing. The receptionist handed her a key and they both looked sternly at me."I hope he has behaved himself. You be sure to let me know if he so much as speaks out of turn." I then watched the bulbous backside of the ginger woman strut through the second set of doors, my cock stiff with excitement in its tiny trap. The receptionist smiled wickedly at me; she was enthralled to have control over me as I sat in silence. Another 10 minutes passed and then. "You must remain female until the conditions I specified have been met." "But you're a fairy," I moaned, "and you're supposed to help people. So how can you make me stay like this? How can you make me parade myself in front of my classmates as a girl?" "I am helping you," the fairy told me. "When I appeared, you were trying to pull your friend out of his depression. Well, you now have been given the means to do so. You are going to be his date to the prom. And when he walks in with you on.