...I know!"With a wave of his hand, Mike, who looked like Brenda, transformed from a stunning redhead, to an exquisite Japanese girl. She had long, st...raight, shining black hair that streamed all the way to her behind, and delicate features. She shrank until she was barely 5' tall. Her breasts were no longer very large, in fact, they shrank until they were just below medium-sized, but still large for a Japanese woman. Her eyes were dark with that perfect almond shape that drives men wild with. "Carrot juice." Ritsu had interjected before Azusa could ask herself. "Do you like it hun? You seem to be, you're just gulping it down like a thirsty little bunny rabbit!" Azusa's nose twitched cutely to that sentence, both her hands cupping that glass as she swallowed the rest down, she had completely forgot that she was even wearing a headband, it was as if it was completely natural to have it glued on top of her head. As she watched the little bunny gulp down her juice, Ritu's tone had. Set along the top of the box in beautiful filigree was a blue stone three fingers wide and the entire length of the box. It was carved into a smooth cylinder, a sort of handle - it was the source of the light that started when I had first touched it. Open it and set me free...I took a deep breath. The voice filled me with calm and wonder. I needed nothing and all I wanted was to obey.I closed my eyes and pictured the carving - the letters along the sleeves and around the necks of the gowns. The. Then removing her underwear, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her long red hair waved and shimmered around her shoulders and across her chest. Her nipples poked out from under it. She was glad Ian wasn’t into skinny women like the models that filled the fashion magazines. He loved her curves and her D cup breasts always aroused him. She had been to the salon for a wax that morning. And when she returned she had trimmed the little patch of pubic hair she always left when she waxed. ‘My.