' "All is not as it seems in this world" a voice, which sounded like gravel, came from the other side of the shop."Huh?!" Joe said apparently looking ...all over the place to find the source. "I said all is not as it seems here," the voice repeated. Immediately Joe turned around and saw a small, grey haired man wearing some sort of odd-looking robe sitting at a small desk at the back of the store.'I'm sure he wasn't there a minute ago...' Joe thought."I've been here all the time, boy" the man. "Well, no -- I just thought that this was within the guidelines..."Mimi thought about it. "Maybe it is," she allowed, "but you should probably get some kind of permission before you start molesting my relatives -- or maybe THEY should get permission before molesting YOU!" We weren't doing him!" Annette placated."No, you weren't," Mimi agreed. "Okay, you're all absolved -- THIS time!" She grinned. "But it DOES give me an idea..." She shifted her attention to me, "Sweetheart, are you any good at. Gasping, you permit it to enter your eager, moist lips and start sucking. Sucking it slow and deep into your wanton mouth, you take the entire length with very little effort. A hand grabs and pulls the dirty blonde hair on the back of your head. It controls the rhythm of his thrusts as his dick fills and fucks your mouth. You moan with pleasure as you suck him for about ten minutes until his dick starts throbbing and suddenly erupts violently into your waiting mouth, pumping it full of cum. You. “Just perfect,” Fiona whispered, smiling as she finally stepped back. She handed Charlotte a pair of fishnet holdups and asked her to put them on. Then it was time for the grand reveal. Charlotte could see Fiona nervously biting a fingernail but Charlotte couldn’t help a small gasp of excitement escape as she saw herself in the mirror. She looked so good. The purple eyeshadow and heavy kohl eyeliner gave her a moody haunted look. The hem of the dress flared out to show her stocking-clad legs.