Part Three:It was about midnight on a Saturday night, about half-way through the football season, and Ed and I had already gone to bed. Ed was asleep,... but I was lying there awake in the bed, being the worrying mom, waiting for Brad to come home from being out with his friends. He had become best friends with Mitchell, Dave’s son, and they seemed to go everywhere together. I finally heard his car in the driveway, and soon heard him flush the toilet and go to his bedroom.I must have drifted off. She was sweeping the floor, exposing her boobs and flesh on her hips, my penis started getting harder. I smiled at her, she did then. We started chatting, I was like asking her how she came on the weekend , she started telling everything about her life, that she never became pregnant for 2 years from marriage , her husband drunkard waste guy, got frustrated and ran away with maid sister, she even narrated her bad experience of physical relationship of her sister and husband and that her sister. The thought that a complete stranger had fingered her cunt back at the office had turned me on; now I could get the chance to see it.My dick was once again standing to attention. Ana’s coat was already open and one of the black guys was just pulling her blouse open. I could hear both of them whispering as they saw Ana’s tits.One of them lifted my wife’ s skirt, finding her black thong. He pulled her wraparound skirt open and the movement disturbed Ana; since she drew her left leg up, then it. My skin was soft now. It was TOO soft!"What's happening to me?" I asked in a panic.He stood up and walked over to me, handing me the little pink hand mirror he had.As I kept shrinking and changing all over I looked at my face and saw my eyes go from brown to green and my hair from brown to red. The more I looked, the more I realized I was becoming that little girl I'd seen here in this house last week.The changes stopped finally and Mr. Conners took the mirror away from me and tossed me the.