A little."My aunt stood up, and so did I. Thankfully, I was wearing jeans at the time, or else she'd probably have been able to tell I was hard as a r...ock. "Thanks Simon, that was perfect." You're welcome," I said, a bit embarrassed, trying not to make eye contact."Do you want me to return the favor?" She held up her hands. "I've got great nails for it!" Sure," I said. "Maybe later, though. I have to... um... do homework and stuff." Okay. Well let me know." I will." And with this, I took one. What do you think?”“Please, just let me leave, Mary. This will never happen again, i swear.”As he moved toward the door, Mary paused and looked at the floor before speaking again.“Wait, Dad,” she said, briefly holding up her hand. “I can’t do this.”“What do you mean, Honey? Do what?”“Look, I wanted you to see me, Dad. I left my bedroom door and bathroom door open on purpose. I wanted you to walk by and see me naked in the shower.”“Wh ... what? What are saying? Why would you want that?”“It was a. He hadbarely been realizing what was happening to him, he was so intent on thepicture. But he saw the hair on his legs seem to get lighter and withdrawin to his body. The musculature in his legs seemed to be changing as well,getting shorter, thinner and, frankly, sexier. His arms and torso startedchanging as well. His arms had gotten smaller as well, and shorter. Hischest got softer but seemed to be growing. He saw his six pack fade,leaving a soft but flat belly leading down to his crotch. He. She wished he wouldn't resist her playing housewife, however. She knew the difference between fantasy and reality. The question was how she would ever settle for a normal reality after experiencing the fantasy with this extraordinary man.He dressed slowly, leaving the kitchen to her as her domain. He wished, however, that she would stop these flirtatious offers of her housewifely skills. He had managed to resist ripping her open when she offered him the opportunity, but that time of temptation.