Sharon sucked air in painfully and gripped her sides, "Oh.... I'm... so cold..." She convulsed slightly before a helpless Jim and giggling Dominique.
"Oh, I've forgotten how much fun it is messing around in the affairs of mortals," Laughed to buxom demoness. "Now, while she's busy changing... On to the boy-toy. I suppose I sort of owe you for freeing me, so... I'll let you watch." She snapped her fingers and Jim stopped moving. All together. His eyes rolled freely however he wanted them, but he couldn't move so much as a muscle otherwise, not even to breathe. Oddly enough, he didn't feel the need to, either.
Sharon, meanwhile, had reached a lull n her transformation. Her skin was not pale, and paling still. Soom, her skin had canged from it's original tan, to an alabaster white, a mooth, milky cream color, to a matte, chalk white. She gulped as the pain ceased and she stood up, running her hands across her skin, "My... my skin! It's so.... so cold."
"And flawless," added Dominique helpfully, "Perfect, in fact. Although you'll change some more. Notice the way you are already starting to grow some real tits. Oh, right. A mirror for you." She snapped her fingers and a mirror appeared before Sharon. She saw that her clothes had changed color as well, and were now complerely black. Her hair started to darken, lengthen, and straighten as she watched her reflection, and her blouse became a lacy bustier. She also noticed Jm standing behind hr, and not moving at all...
Mon Apr 12 08:58:22 2004