Obie curls his fingers in between my legs. I'm lush, waiting. He pushes a finger into my slit and languidly strokes all the way upward, missing the nu...b of my clit. I ache, unfulfilled. He pushes two fingers into my sopping folds, past my lips, into my vagina. Once again he curls his digits, only this time they are inside me, searching. It works, I jerk forward, impaled on his probing hand. He rubs and thrusts. It's delicious. I'm not breathing right. I've forgotten our study, I want to push the. It took quite some time, for he had to allow long breaks while "Flora's" waist and lower ribcage adjusted to their new shape. After almost an hour, he had "Flora's" figure tightly compressed in it's rigid embrace. "Flora" could hardly breathe, but the stiff support clamping his torso felt strangely pleasant, a sort of mobile bondage. Dodds produced a tape from a pocket, and measured his waist. "Twenty-four inches exactly! That's about twenty-two inches underneath. Very good... Well? What. Brennan got his cock back into his khaki's and Joey had pulled his pants back up, the portal opened and a janitor poked his sweaty, ugly mug through the opening."Everything alright in here? Thought I heard a girl scream."Joey brushed his hair back from his sweat and tear stained face as Mr. Brennan smoothed his button-up shirt, the janitor eagerly looking around for the young woman he assumed was in there."Fine, we're fine... just had a scare with the band saw, is all."The janitor looked at the. "Don't hurt me! I'm trapped in this bodyas a curse! The old wizard has done this to me!"Sword punched it square in the middle of the head, knocking him/her out cold.(Wizard, eh?) Sword sheathed his blade. (I wonder if it's that sport in the bathrobe?)Sword grinned, he knew it was so. The Old wizard had tried to turn HIM into awoman. He had seen the shop a week ago, just sitting in the middle of a castlelibrary. Sword had come into the stone walls for a nice sit on the privy. Heentered and saw.