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God...I'm so sorry,Emily!"I wiggled my toes, it was true. I could now control my own actions! Fromthe position I was lying, I knew that he hadn't been inside my anal cavitybut rather buried within what could only be a feminine hole! Somehow hehad altered my body! Looking downward, my breasts were no longer those ofan undeveloped pre-teen, hopelessly full of feminine hormones. They werevery real! Smaller than some pin-up queen, but better than average.Somehow, he had changed me into a real woman!"How...How did you change me?" I asked, completely shocked."I am a descendant of a great order of witches, although I don't usuallypractice it." He bit his lip as he looked at me. "The form you have waswritten on your soul...I only brought it out of you." Did you really see disease in my future?" I asked."You would have been dead before 2020...I cured you with my magic." Againhe looked downward as if contemplating our current situation. "I can'tbelieve I did this to you! So powerful is the. Turning me on like I have never been, Put on the blankets around us. What if someone caught us?’ I obeyed his orders and out on the blanket around us. I removed his T shirt and He removed mine. I felt his hands rubbing my groin area. I felt awesome.He started kissing my lips holding my head. His speed was increasing. He was full on mood. While kissing me , he started pumping his dick towards my dick, i reciprocated the same. Wed for some 5 minutes. I started going down. I started biting his neck and licked it. He was ecstatic and was moaning slowly ‘Ahh..wow..Hmmm’ I told him to control his voice. I went on to kiss his chest. I bit his nipple.In one hand, I started pumping his chest and teased his nipples, In other hand, started exploring his dick and balls. My mouth was giving his service to his other nipple. he was curling with joy. He was holding my head and pushing my head towards his body. His naked body was a treat. very slim and fair. It was very smooth body. I came to his.
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I curled my hair, put on my prettiest dress and spent at least an hour on perfecting my make up. I new what college I was going to, but he was keeping his a secret, announcing it tonight. I prayed it was the same as mine. I was looking around the room, watching him kiss peoples cheek, and hug them friendly. I realised how much I loved him and couldn't take it. I ran out the room to the bottom of their stairs and sat there sobbing. I didn't notice Toby come up, until I felt his arm round my shoulder. He held me against him, rocking me back and forth letting me ruing his shirt. He didn't say anything, just let me sob. Then suddenly, he lifted my chin and stared into my eyes. ''Your Beautiful, Cherry'' he barley whispered. I smiled, and reached a hand out to touch his cheek. He then got up, taking my hand and leading me to his room, where we could have some privacy. Once Toby had closed the door, he turned to me and kissed me softly. I was on top of the moon. How long had I waited for.

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