Tim lifted one leg and placed it on the table, simultaneously shooting Heather a pleading look and admiring his own psyche. He had to admit, as a girl he was a bombshell. Of course, the spell Heather had cast on him had turned him into his own dream girl for his date with Heather’s brother. It was the least he could do to get turned back after trying to put a webcam in the girls locker room. “Now, remember, slut, your going to keep my brother very happy during this date and afterwards, and I’ll think about turning you back.” Heather hissed. Afterwards? Heather hadn’t mentioned afterwards before. Tim gulped. He suddenly had a sinking feeling…..
