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Turning Homely Brainy Prudes into Bimbo Barbi Doll Sluts

... I could she that she was thrown outside her comfort zone and did not know what was happening. I saw her hand shaking as she tried to hand me the full, hot tea cup. I reached over to take her wrist to steady her hand and keep her from spilling the hot tea. It was a perfectly normal thing for me to have done, but rather than a slight brush of our arms through clothing, this was a skin-on-skin grasp. Rather than steady her, my helpful hand had just the opposite effect. She dropped the tea cup, which hit the floor, shattering glass and splashing hot tea, some of which hit her leg. She let out a little shriek and started hopping in pain. I jumped up to try to help her and to keep her from falling. I put my arm around her shoulder. As soon as I did so, she nearly swooned. Her knees buckled under her and I had no choice but to sweep her up in my arms. Holding her, as I saw her go limp I felt a surge of power and strength go through my body. What really caught my attention, however, was her face. As I looked at her face, I could see the pimply complexion clear up and her skin become perfect, her lips went from thin, pursed colorless lines to being plump, juicy and red. She looked up at me with glassy eyes. She brought up her hand and touched my face. It was as though she was seeing me for the first time. When her hand touched me, I felt a spark of sexual desire course through my body. From the way her body arched in my arms, I could see she was having the same experience. I carried ...

... Edith into her bedroom. I laid her on her bed and sat next to her, still maintaining contact, my hand resting on her hip after I laid her down. "Are you okay?" I asked. 'Wh-wh-what's happening to me? Everything looks so blurry." She took off her glasses. "I, I, I don't believe it. I can see perfectly clearly without my glasses. How could that be? I'm blind as a bat without them and now I can't see with them." "What color are your eyes?" I asked. "Grey" "They're crystal blue now." I told her to stay put and went into her bathroom to get a mirror. I positioned it so she could look at herself. "My eyes... My skin... My lips." She gazed at herself in the mirror trying to register the face staring back at her. "How do you feel when I touch you?" "Electricity. No, more than that. Radiation. I feel myself being transformed. I've never felt this way before. How is this possible?" "How does my touch make you feel about me?" "Desire. Excitement. Hunger." I felt the same way. I was feeling acute, bursting intelligence, but also a high erotic charge and a great feeling of attraction to and power over Edith. I felt though out-of-control, as though this was happening TO me, not something that I actually controlled. But I wanted to explore these feelings further, no, not just wanted to, I felt compelled to dive further. I was not capable of stopping this any more than Edith was. I held her tighter. She looked into my eyes and smiled. She was filled with pleasure. This was good, welcome. I ...