On my birthday me and a few friends got fake I.D.'s and went to a bar in town. We all started drinking and getting as shitfaced as we possibly could.... There was 4 of us and my three friends had all spoted the girls they wanted to fuck that night so I was left alone at the bar.Within a few minutes this girl sits next to me and I immediately started checking her out. She was wearing a short skirt that showed her beautiful slender legs and she had dark brown hair and a gorgeous face. I decided. "A very hesitant voice said, "What do you mean correction?" All right, that was your last question for tonight, but let me answer you. Instruction is when you're told to do something and do it in a certain way; I find instruction to be a very big part of a relationship. Correction is some form of mild punishment or humiliation. In mom's case here, it usually is a spanking, but there are other sorts of reprimands. Isn't that right mom? Now, back to you, is it Yes Sir or is it good bye?"Darla. She rolled her eyes and absently wrapped her fingers around the stem of her wineglass.“If you had, you’d know!” she muttered angrily.“Oh yeah?” I asked, “Well, let’s just say no one’s ever told me they were a nymphomaniac before.”She shook her head dismissively and tapped the ash from her cigarette into the ash tray.“You think they’re just going to tell you?” she said sarcastically.“You did,” I said.“Yeah,” she said as she averted her eyes, “Well, I’m a special case.”I didn’t press her on that.. She understood that she was becoming aroused, and could do nothing to escape her fate. Fortunately, the arousal was bearable, just making her aware of her new gender.She stayed there frozen stiff and slightly aroused till the Sunday afternoon. Then a sudden variation of light occurred as the door of the safe was opened and she saw Max and Jessica looking at her closely."Well, it seems that we have captured a pretty burglar, dear", said Max"Our spell was supposed to transform them into buxom.