Her Body

Dressed in her plain, white uniform (not the sexy nurse's costume he wished she were in) John realised just how lacking his mother was in every way. Her body was pudgy, bulging with fat in all the wrong places. Her A cup breasts sagged with age. Her hair was a salt-and-pepper brown, complemented by her wrinkled and pock-marked face. He had no doubt that, under her pants, her pussy was stretched and worn from use, considering he was the youngest of four, two sisters and a brother.

Plastic surgery would do nothing but make her even less a work of art. No, what Julie needed was magical intervention. And fortunately, John had just the thing.