Are you-? Is this the- the curse or you-?" Ken had the mind toask."Does it matter?" Brad asked bending over Ken.Ken shook his head, trying to focus.'G...uess I have to, I was hoping he would pop by now,' Brad said pullingthe covers back.His friend was in terrible shape, he smelled like a fat person withlittle or no hygiene, and he was about the least appealing person Bradhad ever seen."I- I can't- no," Ken said grabbing the covers and pulling them back up,"I thought I could- but I can't, you are. Just thinking about her handsome, exotic face, with its huge eyes and dark lips made him squirm. Add to that those huge tits, and wide hips, and he felt hardness start in his prick. Why couldn't she just surrender like the college girls?He had scheduled them to work together today, but when that cunt Sylvia disappeared, had rearranged things. Now he was here in the camp alone, cleaning up some of the paperwork required by the foundation, and waiting to give her hell when she got back. The. A mom from another school sat the closest to Mark. She was a pretty brunette about 5 years younger than Mark, and wore short snug shorts and a snug tee shirt. Mark avoided any glances over.When the girls arrived, Mark could feel himself tense up and hoped it wasn’t noticeable to the woman next to him. It was impossible for any man not to be intrigued by how scantily clothed the girls were given that they were all in perfect shape. Mark couldn’t help but to glance over to Cindy’s dad, and. Bolts ofenergy shot across the room, forming into brush like shapes and drawingthemselves through Sam's newly lengthened hair. The brushes did well,taming Sam's hair, leaving it in gentle waves. His hair was brushed downover his face as another energy bolt formed into a pair of scissors andsnipped across his forehead, leaving him with bangs.The scissors cut away at his clothes next. He was stunned to see a rollof silk spin itself into a pair of soft panties that were pulled up hislegs. Next was.