"Uh, o-- okay. Can you leave for a sec?"Then she looked down, and I was fully hard. I was so embarrassed! Whatwas happening?! She stepped once, then l...ughed. "I'm so sorry! I guessthis is something you want after all. Here, I'll help you this once. But!You have to listen to what I say after!"Without any hesitation, she got down on her knees. I started shakingslightly. She reached up and unbuckled my pants and pulled them down. Sheput her hand on my covered cock and rubbed slightly, and I. " I felt very low mentally. Mrs. Mehra gave a satirical laugh. She sat in the chair with her legs crossed."I always doubted your abilities Hemangini. This things are just not for the ladies of your age. It's heartfelt, but I think you should quit." My heart had a cold breeze as soon as she spoke of it, I heard my ego cracking down in pieces. "What?" was all I could say in a low voice again."Take a seat please." She said after pointing at the table side where her chair lied. I had a weird. “Like what you see?” she knowingly asked, a firmer smile included. Options sparked in my thoughts, denial not a worthy one. “Magnificent” I accurately offered which prompted a melodious giggle. “Aren't you supposed to be embarrassed to be caught leering at a young girl's tits?” she teased. “I prefer the word breasts. I'm enjoying looking at your amazing breasts, yes I am. Possibly as much as you are, judging by the flush about them since I sat here.” At which she got up (regretfully, to leave I. Smaller and smaller. Tight and taut. As the pain quickly fades away from your waist, you feel a very odd tingling in your nipples. It feels like something is pushing at them from the inside.As you breathe, you feel your feet folding in on themseleves. They too are getting smaller. More feminine. You want to stop this, but you do not control your body. I do. Breathe. Feel your nipples get slightly heavier.Your feet are shrinking. Your stomach is flat as a board and your waist is that of a.