I suddenly realized why wearing a really short skirt was not a good thing. My cock pop up like a jack-in-the-box. I quickly grabbed the front of my sk...rt and tried to hold it down. My cock was pressing so hard against it that I needed both hands to keep it at bay. I quickly turned towards the bar so no one could see what was happening. That's when my wife's boyfriend said, "You might as well tell him." What, I asked? My wife had an evil grin on her face. Well, she said, I put a little blue pill. She was not going all out again. Conservative was the way to be. Spraying the clothes only a few times was more than enough to turn them into what she was looking for. Her jeans turned into a simple pair of bell-bottoms, her sneakers into sandals, and T-shirt into a high-necked, spandex number that fit her tight, but wasn't fuck-me small either. This was easier on her than the other stuff. Her friends showed up not long after that to take her away club hopping, much the same as last. "Vickie thought back to the light in Andrea's eyes the night Yuki had been pummeled and then forcibly taken by the three men in center ring. She also realized that most of Andrea's collection of tapes involved sadism and bondage of some kind, not just sex, but violent sex, degrading sex, sex which Vickie hated to admit to herself, she had found exciting at first.If Andrea had lied about or at least deliberately deceived her about the club, Vickie thought, what other things had she lied about as. "I'm worried about that book. I don't think it's safe." We don't know where the Sneaking Spell came from either, but we took a chance because it was important." And we were horny," added Ron. "This spell lets us rewrite the minds of sleeping enemies," Harry continued, ignoring Ron. "If it works, it'll be eveen easier to find out what You Know Who is up to." IF it works," said Ron. "We need to test it first. And we can't just run around zapping people's brains, can we?" Not people," Hermione.