Toh maa ne mujhe suggest kia ki mere mama ke ghar jake rah jao aur udhar hi vacations spend karo. Maa ne mama ko call kar ke sab bata diya. Mama ki sh...di ho chuki thi. Unki wife ka naam varsha tha. Aur unko ek baby daugher bhi thi, jiska naam sonu tha. Main mami ko sirf shadi ke time dekha tha.Dusre hi din main mama ke ghar chala gaya.Mami: ram, kaise ho aap?Main: mami, aap mujhe naam se hi bulao.Mami: ok, chali fresh hoke aao. Main chai banati hoo. Shaam ko mama ghar aaye. Aur hum khana khane. But she still knew that this challenge would leave her unable to get it off, regardless of her fears.Removing the hood she poured a second glass of wine, draining the glass in a single swallow.Had she bitten off more than she could chew with this challenge? maybe there was another one she could try? Or, perhaps, do it without the hood, but that would, in her own mind, have been cheating. Not cheating on the challenge itself, but cheating herself.Sipping the third glass of wine slowly, she set. .I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to’ I said trying to calm her. I stared at her ‘what do you want?’ I asked eying her carefully.She looked down at me then and stated ‘you’ simply.I smiled lightly ‘Take me then’She looked almost in shock about my willingness to just give myself to her. Why was she so careful of me? I was the one who had to be careful. The girl had ‘fragile’ written all over her. She was so breakable, and so close to falling off the edge. If I said one. I felt a tingling sensation replace the nausea, as by body began to change.My stomach began to flatten and firm. It felt like the room was gettinglarger but in fact I was getting smaller. My 6 foot 1 inch frame wascompacting. The hair on my legs began to fall out as my legs lengthened andtook on a shapely appearance.A similar feeling on my chest told me that my thick chest hair was rapidlybecoming a memory too. Not only that but my nipples ached. I rubbed them andfelt them grow larger. I could.