Geeta had broken down repeatedly, shocked at just how deep was the pain she felt inside. It helped that Ilena was utterly imperturbable, her demeanour... calm at all times. Geeta was relieved to find in her therapist no condemnation of her, no disgust - just calm acceptance. The second session had taken place on a Friday, and Geeta was puzzled at just how frantic she was to see Ilena again - it was torture having to wait for their next scheduled session on the following Monday. When the appointed. Out of habit she smiled; throwing him a sparkling grin through her cum smeared lips and teeth as he snapped a picture. "You've been taking pictures?" she said, wondering which horrid website she was likely to show up on this week. "Just a few dozen," said Fatcock sheepishly. "More like a dozen dozen," laughed Jacko. "That's gross," said the barman but no one picked up on the pun. She was about to warn Fatcock that he'd better blur her face if he was planning to post those. Silly me!" He giggled, and made his way to the kitchen, in hopesof finding something to mend his jeans with.As he reached into the drawer to get some thread and a needle, he heardclicking. He pulled his hands out only to find that his nails had grownnearly 2 inches! Before his eyes, his hands shrank slightly, becomingmore petite, while his fingers became longer and more slender. But onceagain, his fears were relieved as he remembered that he'd always hadgirly hands and long fingernails.After. Between her strawberry blond hair, green eyes and sharp features, she really was a stunning looking woman.The following Monday, Bob had more good news for Jerry. "You can tell Marcy she can go to the auction, when you get home tonight." Already? That didn't take long." No; to tell you the truth, I don't know how much they actually check everybody out. I think all they really do is run a credit check on everybody ... just to make sure their checks don't bounce."It felt like a fifty pound weight.