The mystery of what had happened to the eight missing men of their miningexpedition, had just become a little less of a mystery. If one of thoseChangi...g Machine tables could change Tom into his own golden-hairedfantasy girl in less than fifteen minutes, what could happen to eight menleft on them for hours?He had suspected that the eight missing men had been Changed into theeight beautiful, buxom women they had found on the tables when they hadfirst entered the Changing Room, but here was the. That never happened to me before without being touched.I snapped back to the present by a sharp slap on my sore bottom. “Wake up, Sally!” Mom yelled. “We’re going to have a little party for Philly on Saturday to celebrate his first wet cummy, and Aunt Jane wants you to help pick out his outfit.”Aunt Jane added, “Yes. I’m so happy that you made him have another cummy so quickly and then helped him clean up.” They made us take a bath together, which is nothing new. But I never had to clean his. It sure is the only one I can think of because her body is perfect. Light brown skin, long legs, wide hips a thin waist and the hottest most perfect set of C cubs you will ever see. She has curly hair and brown eyes that are so sparkling that they look golden from certain angles and are a little almond shaped thanks to some Cherokee Indians among her ancestors. But her most captivating feature must be her lips. She has the most perfect full lips you can imagine and they are even more. Lauren moaned. “Oh, please, we can’t!” she whispered, burying her face in his neck to mute her sounds. “Jimmy’s right on the other side of that wall and Holly’s just up the stairs in the living room and Heather’s up in bed ... oh, God, stop it ... we can’t ... oh, Peter...”Peter ignored Lauren’s protests and continued arousing her passions. Lauren began shivering as his fingers slipped down below the waistband of her pajama bottoms and slid insistently between her legs, to tease and torment her.