Jim finished brushing his teeth and wanted to splash on some cologne. But he had mistakenly grabbed the bottle of home made perfume. "Jim!" Sharon screamed. "NO!" Startled, he dropped the bottle, which crashed to the floor, breaking and spilling them both with the perfume. Sharon's wish came true! They looked at each other. They were quite sexy. They were closer to normal than before, with two arms; Sharon still had four breasts, and Sharon and Jim both had four human legs. "You look sooo hot!" Sharon said, perspiring with arousal as she looked at her four-legged Jim in his white terrycloth robe. She stood there on her own four sexy human legs, quite aroused, and had to catch her breath, brushing a hair from her forehead with her - foot! "Sharon, what happened to your hands? They're feet!" Jim shouted. "It must have been the sudden massive splash of perfume!" Sharon cried. "Oh, no!" Jim looked at her, liking what he saw. He was going over the edge, aroused at the sight of his beautiful Sharon's four legs, and seeing how beautiful her smooth, shapely feet were as they graced the wrists of her beautiful arms, framing her four beautiful breasts. "Don't worry, love," I like you with wristfeet," Jim said, wanting to take her wristfeet in his hands. But as we went to grasp her wristfeet, he realized his hands had turned to feet as well! His were bigger than hers, copies of his four other feet, just like hers were copies of her own four feet. "You, too!" Sharon said. "I guess," Jim said. "We've both got wristfeet." "I guess we could play patty-cake," Sharon said, looking at her pretty wristfeet as they dangled from her slender wrists. Jim laughed, trying to hold Sharon's sexy wristfeet in his own masculine wristfeet. It felt so odd to have these large male feet attached to his wrists, so much longer and heavier than his hands had been. Her wristfeet felt very tingly and sexy in his. He pressed his wristfeet around hers and pulled them to his lips, kissing her wristfoot toes, and nuzzling their smooth, graceful arches. "Mmmmmmm" he said. Sharon liked it too. "Now, we're both six-footers," she laughed. "Let's massage each other. Wouldn't that feel good?" "Mmmmm," Jim agreed.
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