?”She bit her lip, her flip flops smacking against her feet. She shifted, her combed hair bouncing about her shoulders. She wore a pink tank top and... a pair of jean shorts. They weren’t as tight as they could be nor as short. She didn’t wear a bra, proven by the dimples made by her nipples as they hardened.“It wouldn’t happen,” she repeated, a stubborn cast to her face.“I didn’t say it would. Just asked if you would do it?” I leaned in, my hand taking hers. “It’s not like you were shy with me. After all the food was put away and the counter cleaned, she let me know she was ready to go.She stuck her head in to tell Ben goodbye. He just gave her a wave from his chair. I grabbed her suitcase and we were soon backing out of the driveway and heading back towards town. When I patted the seat next to me, she gave me another dirty look but she slid over next to me. I put my arm around her and grabbed a handful of her soft tit. When I tried to get my hand inside, she told me to keep an eye on. I still remember how I felt that first day, I was amazed. I tried tofind that store again, but in the place there was a women's clothesstore. I asked the vendor about the old magics store, but she claimedthat clothes store existed since the mall was founded 10 years before.What would I expect from a store which sold "magicware"?As amazing as the transformation was, I quickly realized I needed to domore than just transforming into a girl. There were practical problems,however. As I transformed,. Unsure, she waited there for a few moments more. Suddenly and very surprisingly, Mr. Harper was upon her, shoving her against the door. He peeled her skirt up, pulled her panties to the side and was thrusting his cock into her with one sharp quick motion. Liz held her tongue as she had been instructed in the past. He pounded her, steadying himself with his hands at her waist. At last, a great groan indicated that Mr. Harper had finished and Liz could feel the warm liquid dribble down her. He.