It felt so nice on me. I actually could,well...feel it, is the best way I can describe it. When I walked I couldfeel the bottom rubbing on my legs, fu...nny but nice.Mom made me sit on the bed while she put the shoes on. Finally I got tosee what I looked like in the mirror. I was pretty.I looked just like a girl. I wondered even more why Alice did not weardresses if they made you feel this nice and look so pretty. I spent afew minutes in front of the mirror twisting and turning to see how Ilooked. “The one and only. And who am I to make the acquaintance of?”“I’m Penelope and I’m a witch,” Penelope says proudly.“Since you’re coming from that direction, I assume you’re from the East School of Witchery,” he says sagely.“That I am.”“I wasn’t aware that the school was accepting catgirls.”“They’re not,” the girl informs. “They only take on pretty human girls.”“Wait, don’t tell me,” Billy Gruff says. “You were with someone familiar and you got turned into a catgirl. Now you’re trying to escape. This time we’d booked for a Monday to Friday, week away in the South of England, on the coast, plenty of sea air and walks on the promenade. The day after we’d been out walking and had just got back to our hotel when we went for a drink in the bar. As we were sat and minding our own business I saw a beautiful young girl out of the corner of my eye.I couldn’t help but stare at her, she was young probably 18, 19 maybe, 5’4” lovely long blonde hair, very petite, and she was with another girl. Anyway she totally tried to make it on her own and we were pretty much living as cheaply as we could. We lived in a very small, one bedroom apartment. We slept in the same bed until my 6Th birthday when she bought me my own bed. I thought it was good at first but I really missed snuggling up to her at night but she said I needed to grow up and be a man, whatever that meant. That was when she started having Sherry over.Now, my mom has a nice figure. Perfectly nice sexy breasts and a pretty face..