"What the hell do you...HEY!" squealed Grace as Tiffany removed her thong. "I'll let you two have some privacy. There is a wooden spoon if you need it, Tiffany." responded Eliza as she walked to the spare room. The couple entering was one she was familiar with. The Dromells, Sebastian and Isabella, had been married for 25 years. They hadn't been intimate since the birth of their third child Juan in the 7th year of their marriage. Sebastian had developed a wandering eye and had wickedly committed an unacceptable adulterous act that he confessed the next day. That brought them to Eliza. Eliza knew exactly how to reunite this couple. She turned Sebastian into Joanna, the woman he had been with. She gave Isabella near complete control over Joanna, the proviso being that if she went too far than Joanna would gain control over Isabella instead.
"So how are we?" she asked. Both spouses seemed happy, both were showing far more displays of intimacy than before. "Well we followed your advice, Dr Provert. We tried matters in all forms. We..we would like to ask a favor." asked Isabella, tentatively. "Of course. What would you like?" Asked Eliza. "I...I have experienced love as a woman and a man with both genders. I...I want to be Joanna permanently. Isabella and I want to be a lesbian couple. Go through periods, eventually menopause, deal with all the issues women go through together. But we don't want to lose our beautiful children. Is this possible?" Eliza smiled at Sebastian. He had changed into a much more loving spouse to Isabella.
"Check your ID." she revealed. Sebastian reached for his wallet, discovering there was a handbag on his shoulder. He removed a lady's wallet to see two girls in the early twenties. Isabella looked over and smiled at the drivers license. It was of a young Joanna with the name Joanna Provert, age 51, Gender: TF. She looked up and beamed to see a young Joanna beaming back at her. "Hello Joanna." States Isabella. "Hello Isabella." replied Joanna. The rest of the session was a discussion about the changes. After Juan headed to college, Seb and Isa headed to Gb for a holiday. After visiting Ladbrokes, William Hill, Coral and PaddyPower; Seb called his boss and retired. A quick trip to a British surgeon and the U.S. Consulate and Seb was Joanna. Thanks to the combined work of Botox, a cosmetic surgeon and several beauty salons, Jo and Isa were a young lesbian couple.
Their marriage remained legal and the affair never happened. Joanna and Isabella were so deliriously happy, that they promised to see Eliza again as friends. Eliza was thrilled to have fixed another couple. Role reversal and hypnotism were fine tools, but when combined with magic, you had a satisfied, married couple. She smiled as she greeted the next couple. After several consultations, she remembered Grant and Tiffany. She smiled as she slowly opened the door where Tiffany had been disciplining the errant and poorly behaved Grant. She beamed at what she saw, despite her surprise.
“Admit it! Uhhh!!!! Just admit, you l-love this!!!!” Eliza watched mesmerized as Tiffany had Grace on all fours entering her rear slowly with a trap-on but with great purpose. All that macho nonsense seemed to have faded as Grace shook her head as Tiffany ploughed on. “G-Grace! Uhhh!! Say you love…this!” Grace’s eyes were closed as her head was down. She was pushing her rear into the device. “G-Grace!!! I…I won’t t-turn on the vibrate setttting if you don’t con-confess!” Tiffany’s words were blurring as she pulled on Grace’s tiny hips, gyrating inside her ample little bottom.
Eliza was tempted to interrupt them. Primarily because Grant’s posturing had been so unpleasant. But the fact that she was accepting getting taken in the back door was reason enough to let it continue. Grace’s cheeks were red, the spanking was clearly quite severe. But now it seemed that she was filled nicely, surprising indeed that she was so willing. “If….you say it….I will p-play with your p-pussy!!!! L-Last chance, b-b-babe!” Grace seemed to really enjoy this as Tiffany began to move faster. Grace made louder and louder sounds. It was clear she was very close. Then seemingly out of nowhere Tiffany pulled out. :Uhhh! W-what?” stammered Grace. “It’s ok, honey! I came!” explained Tiffany.
“You-you came! B-but I didn’t;;t!” wailed Grace. “Well it’s not like you enjoyed it, now is it, darling?” teased Tiffany as her hands moved to remove the strap-on. “Oh come on!” “Grace, since only I was getting use out of this, why keep it on now that I’m done?” asked Tiffany. Eliza was thrilled that she was still unseen. This would make things more interesting. “I…I didn’t hate it!” “Oh good. Glad we settled that!” agreed Tiffany, pulling off the strap-on. “NOOOO! Come on, please!” “Please what, darling?” “Tiff! Don’t make me say it!” “Say what, Gracie?” Grace stammered something that seemed inaudible. “Yes, sweetheart? Could you repeat that?” Grace paused before stating. “I need more! Please Tiff! Just fuck my ass already!” “Are you sure darling?” :Yes, I loved it! Please make me your bitch!” Eliza’s grin grew. An excellent response.
Tiffany handed her the strap-on. “Put it on me!” Grace moved so fast, it was almost like magic itself. In no time, Grace was screeching as Tiffany was going as deeply as she could into her extremely willing buttocks.
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