“Sure,” said Ashley. “But as long as you’re naked, you should get in the tub with me.”
Morgan hesitated. He could see that the “perfection” and “sexual rejuvenation” potions in the bathwater had done their work on the babysitter. She’d already been beautiful, but now she looked as if she’d stepped right out of a Playboy centerfold photo: her hair platinum blonde, wavy, and voluminous; her skin Photoshopped into smooth, tanned flawlessness; makeup appearing professionally applied.
“What’s the matter?” asked Ashley, a bit of a grin creeping onto her face. “Are you scared of a naked woman?”
Morgan wasn’t scared of her, he was scared of what might happen if his mother discovered he’d used her potions without permission. But he was pretty sure there were some “reversal” potions in her laboratory, and he didn’t want to pass up this chance to be in a bathtub with a dream girl.
He stepped over and lowered himself into the tub, where he sat facing Ashley, between her legs. However, she quickly turned herself around, saying, “Okay, wash my back.”
Morgan lathered up a washcloth and began lazily circling Ashley’s back, but was distracted by a tingling sensation throughout his body, not just the parts that were submerged. He looked down to see that his skin was darkening to a golden bronze, hair disappearing from his arms and legs. He wasn’t getting much larger overall, but his form was being resculpted, with visible muscles appearing, most noticeably on his torso, where pecs and a 6-pack of abs popped into view.
And he couldn’t be sure whether it was the “perfection” or the “sexual rejuvenation” potion, but he was a bit shocked that as his penis was growing a bit bigger, his circumcision disappeared, a foreskin forming. He’d already been semi-erect, but he became fully so, almost painfully, his pulse pounding as blood rushed to and through his swelling organ.
“Why did you stop?” Ashley asked, turning around. Her eyes widened when she saw Morgan. “Oh, wow, you look different!” she exclaimed. “Different and better.”
Morgan was silently thankful that he’d given Ashley the necklace that would keep her from having negative thoughts.
She turned all the way around and said...
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