To make matters worse, Sandy seemed to be especially happy today. She had walked into the office absolutely beaming. How could Penny allow such an ene...getic, lively young woman with so much going for her come under the spell of a hypnotist? Penny was convinced that if she didn't protect Sandy, the bright young woman would be subdued; robbed of her life.All of this was weighing on Penny. Still, she reminded herself, sitting around thinking about how much she had on her plate wouldn't get it done. Everyone else had fallen asleep and we were still up watching Netflix. Downstairs in the basement there was a little studio. It had a room which was supposed to be for me and my cousin who was fast asleep, and the couch out in front was for Charlie. I didn’t realize how drunk I had gotten but I was cuddled up close to my uncle. He had his arm wrapped around me and his other hand was resting on my thigh. I started getting all these really perverted thoughts about doing something more. What would. They’re people I shoot material for every now and then.”As Grace shook their hands an alarm went off within her brain. She knew what kind of material Irene referred to and that these people might have seen her on the website or in a magazine (Grace-9). Her worst fears came true when she shook Celia’s hand. “Hi Grace, nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard, and ehhh… seen… so much of you.” She looked at her not knowing what to say as Celia came closer to a blushing Grace and whispered; “It’s great. This exchange was obviously the act of Siobhan. But why? Dale asked himself. He got up from the bed to find Siobhan, to find out why she had done this to him. He had to convince her to switch him back. As he rose, those breasts swayed. They dangled heavily from his chest. Dale looked all around him. He felt her waist length hair brush his neck, shoulders, and back as he did. Everything in the room looked higher to him, until he recalled that she, now he, was barely 5' tall. .