"What? But...!" Brad manages to say before, she snapped her fingers. Instantly, Brad realized that he was shrinking. He wanted to cry out for mercy, but found that he couldn't move at all. In seconds, it was over. Laying on the top of Brad's clothes was a tiny gold chain with a tiny gold Brad attached to it.
The lady bent down and picked it up, holding it where she could admired Brad's golden form. "Don't worry, lover," she said. "This is just temporary, I assure you. Later, you and I are going to have all kinds of fun. I just need to take care of a little business first." She bent forward and placed a light kiss on the tip of Brad's golden penis, sending shivers through his immobile body. Then, she hung the chain around her neck.
"Okay," she said, putting her hands on her hips. "What am I missing? I've got my jewelry. My shoes. My pets. All I need now is a killer outfit." She turned to where Brenda stood in golden silence. "What's that, dear?" she asked. "You'd like to volunteer. Why, thank you so much?" And with a snap of her fingers, Brenda went from being a golden statue to being a gold lame evening gown.
A few minutes later, the woman was dressed to the nines. Brenda clung to her every curve, showing off her body to great effect. Jim and Sharon (changed from dark blue to gold to match Brenda) were on her feet, adding a good six inches to her height. And Brad hung comfortably atop her impressive bosom. Checking herself out in a full length mirror on a far wall, the woman had to admit that she looked great.
She took Rick and Candace's lease in her left hand and announced, "Okay. I'm ready. You can come in now."
And through the door comes...
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