"Can't I get you anything, baby?" The way she was leaning down, I was wishing the slut button was undone. I shrugged, holding up my nearly empty bottl... of beer, tinkling it like a cracked bell. Nancy smiled, then turned and absolutely sashayed into the kitchen.My wife returned with a pair of bottles, freshly opened. She took a hearty swallow off one, then set it on the endtable. The other bottle she held and hid up the skirt of the shirttail, shifting it around there while her eyes went wild.. His face turned into that of beautiful young woman, and his hair follicles got shorter and disappeared. His skin became smoother and softer, and he felt his not-horribly-large muscles get ever smaller. His arms and legs got smaller and daintier. His hips flared outwards, his waist collapsed into his torso, his butt grew out, and he saw two rather large things attach to his chest that didn't belong on any man he'd ever seen. He also thought he felt some changes between his legs, but he. He slides off of me with a pop followed by some of my cum. I told him to suck my cock clean and lick the load off of my body. When he's done< he says thank you master, for making feel like a real woman, now get the fuck out. I fall asleep and in my dreams I felt some one sucking my cock. Again it's not a dream, it's the clerk from the office.She said she had seen tramp Alice leave so she wasn't sure if she should come in, but her wet pussy decided for her. She also said she didn't realized I. The Royal seamstresses of Midhal had worked their own brand of magic, and the dresses were magnificent. Plover's in particular was striking. Her dress was a bright leaf-green, and swirled around her like a plant unfolding in the morning light. Her hair was colored the red of rose petals, and it too swirled, coiled like a rosebud high on her head. Everything worked perfectly with the slight green cast of her skin and lips."You look the very fairy tale image of a Wood Wife." Marsh commented.We.