That day, I came home from work as usual and to my surprise, found Sarah was home early. She smiled at me, but I could tell something was up; normally... she'd kiss me. A little distant, she walked over to the sofa. where lay my laptop. It was opened, AND, it on. At this point, all I could think about was, my browsing history, emails, downloads and how the heck she got onto my laptop?! Blushing bright red; I just hoped for the best even though I knew, what was coming! "Honey what have you been. So well, in fact, that Leanne asked if she could tell the story. I had no reservations about letting her. I'd be embarrassed to tell it myself. Even in my teaching and writing days I never wrote about penises, let alone my own, and as for young girls' attributes, well, it was embarrassing enough to write about bottoms. Suffice to say I was soon to feel young hands over more than just my ass. .............Professor Rodney says I can tell you our story. I'm longing to. He's such a sweetie.Matt. None of that mattered to him. He let them talk so he had time to peruse their social media accounts. All he cared about at this stage was what his eyes told him. One look at her pics, especially the one of her in that string bikini, and he knew she was the one he wanted. It had been a long time since he had one so...so adorable...so perfect. “Thank you, Miss Jones, I have a few questions for you. Are you over 18?”“Yes, I turned 18 in April.”“Do you have a car?”“No, I don’t. I do have a bike.”“A. So he just wished and wished.Until he woke up. Inside Jackie. Jackie was very beautiful, he thought. Shehad long auburn hair, small but firm breasts, and a stomach and hips thatwere not too affected by giving birth. He was grateful for that. She lookedvery similar to the faint ghostly image of the woman he sometimes thought hesaw in the mirror when he was shaving in the morning. And he would touch hisbare chest, just to check if magically, he had become her.And now Jackie felt the very real.