I have missed my prayers.”“Then go if you must,” she said.“How do I get out of here?”“When will I see you again?”“How do I get out of ...here? My family must be worried, I can’t stand it when they worry.”“Who?”“My wife and my daughter, even your uncle.”“He’s not really my uncle.”“Not your uncle? Shrika would never lie to us.”“I don’t want to get him in trouble, but just so the truth is known, he is not my uncle.”“I can’t believe Shrika would lie to us.”“So you’re just taking off, is that it?”“What. I thought I would throw-up and clutched my stomach. But I felt even sicker when I felt the foreign stomach that was now mine, in the tight smooth pink shirt that was covering it, so I quickly drew my arms away again."Calm down!" the boy told me. "She'll change us back - she HAS to!"But she didn't. Carla made us take a couple of bows and shook our hands. Everyone applauded. We asked her to change us back, but she just laughed, saying we were good actors. Before we knew it, Carla disappeared into. I kiss you in return as our tongues do the dance of lovers. I notice the outline of your hardened cock against my leg, and stop you. "Let's wait baby, I do not want to cause any suspicion here where you work. What time do you get off?" I get out of work at 6pm. What time do you plan on me getting off?"I handed you a key, and purred, "Meet me there around seven. I want to be with you, even if it's for a few minutes darling."I kiss you softly turn and walk away, feeling your gaze watching me,. "I said, "Ummm...ok I guess I'll goes for da bawld pussy." To which shesaid, "Baebee yous will thank me when yo' man sees it fo' da foist time."Next she asked me to turn over and she waxed any hair on or between whatshe calIed my "ass cheeks." I guess I could get used to now calling mybreasts, tits...my vagina, a pussy....and my butt, ass because someone ascool and pretty as Traci referred to them as such. Lastly, she made mylegs smooth. I put on a hawt pink terry cloth robe after I gots up.