‘Pour yourself a glass of champagne. Take off your clothes. The bath’s ready. I won’t be long.’ Carefully you fill a glass. A smile forms on y...our lips as you sensuously take your first sip wondering what is to come. You take in the elegance of the suite. The sitting room leading to the bedroom and balcony. Beyond the classic elegance of the Paris skyline. Unbuttoning your blouse you drop it to the floor by the door. Wandering to what you assume to be the bathroom door, your shoes are next. So Linda turned over and the cowboy stuck it in her ass. I heard Linda saying ouch that hurts, and wanted him to stop. But he didn’t he eased it in. He slowly fucked her ass until she was relaxed. She relaxed and he slid his cock in more in her ass and slowly fucked her still. Once he was all the way in and it felt good to Linda, he started to pound her ass. She had loud orgasm, the cowboy was fucking her very hard, the van was shaking. She was saying yes baby, yes, oh god yes, over and over.. . why do I feel soweird?I look over at the mirror in my locker, I notice my body is gettingshorter and smaller. Wait a minute. When did I have a mirror in my locker.Uggghhh! I feel my feet shrinking inside my shoes and see my legs reshapeinto something long and curvy. As my hips and ass grew outwards, I noticemy shoes changing into a pair of mary janes that I usually see all thegirls in this school wear. My socks started streching up my now curvylegs, stopping mid thighs. Just then, my pant. With this, she could conquer any Sultan, any Emperor, any Tyrant. Daringly she approached 'His Maleship', her exposure clothed with the most seductive, sensuous music. She lifted the violin before his hungry eyes, tempting him with her breasts, only to twirl and gyrate, all the time seducing him with her melody.She turned her back to him and felt the lust of his eyes, his lechery creeping down the small of her back, over her ass, peering between her thighs, trying to see…Then she turned, looked.