Bad Spell

Well... nothing overt at least....

It's true that they both looked down at their bodies to see the same bodies that were there a second ago, the only difference is that this time they no longer looked in disgust. They looked down, and smiled. "What did you do?" asked Fred, suddenly enjoying the sound of his melodicly feminine voice.

"I'm not sure," came the answer, from a contentedly male Exotica, "whatever it was, I'm not sure that I'm disapointed. I mean, we should get back to our bodies... but this feels so right and natural. Can we stay like this for a while?"

"I can't see any problem with that," Fred replied, strutting his 'stuff' across the cave floor. "I could really get used to this!" he told himself. Although he would have liked to have some clothing, he didn't mind as much as he did before, as suddenly he felt like he had been that way for a long time and he was used to his nudity. He looked up at Exotica and had a feeling of safety wash over him, thinking that he was near a big strong man like her to protect him (confusing enough sentance?). With an audible sigh he walked over to Exotica, held on to her arm and said, "Do you think it's a good idea to keep going?"

1. Exotica got a daring look in her eye and exclaimed, "Of course! Let me at that dragon!"
2. Exotica got a carnal look in her eye and exclaimed, "Maybe we should rest here for a minute or two before looking on, baby!"
3. Exotica realized what had happened and tried to remedy it.

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