Ivory Innocence: The Babysitter’s Tempting Game

My ass becomes round, and modest
breasts push out of my chest as my waist thins and my hips widen. This will be fun!”
“How do you talk me into this stuff??” he groans, reaching down to grab my leg behind the knee and
pulling it up on him. XXX Blood is starting to fill his
mound… I look above me and see an intricate pentagram made of fiery lines, and I’m heading straight
for it. We’re best friends right? and they do disappear. “Oh man.”
“Yea…” I agree. My power of knowledge lvl 2 tells me that a C cup bra would fit me perfectly. “What are you doing!” he shouts, and tries to run around me to the side along the invisible wall of the
pentagram.