Piper continues to turn into a trashy sexy milf.

Phoebe was feeling, like, so confused. First she woke up in this smokin hot babe body, and her pussy was aching like, so much, for some big hunky dude to just fuck her brains out, and then she realized it was all wrong. Like, bad magic, wrong. So fucked up. And her nipples were hard and she noticed she had the cutest french manicure on her dainty little fingers when she started playing with her titties. Big bouncy...and then, like, she called her sisters, and her voice was all high pitched and breathy and she sounded, like like like...a bimbo. A total airhead.

And then, like, her sisters came, and they were looking pretty boring except suddenly Piper's hair turned this pretty sunny blonde colour--more Magic!--and arranged itself in this pretty modern bouffant style, with little dangly tendrils of blonde curls hanging prettily around her face.

And then Phoebe noticed something else. Piper's face was changing. She was wearing a heavier foundation, and bright red lipstick, and her eyebrows were exq--exq--nicely arched, and she had little pearl earrings and an a necklace, draping into her increasingly generous cleavage. In fact, Piper seemed to be getting taller...and then Phoebe thought of something and looked down and realized that actually her sister was just wearing high heels now, strappy white sandles with a six inch lift, that showed off her stocking glad legs very nicely. And tops of Pipers tan stockings were visible beneath the very short shirt of the floral printed summer dress she was wearing.

Phoebe giggled, realizing her sister now looked like a sexed up housewife from one of those ridiculous soap operas that Piper like to watch, when she wasn't seducing the neighbors or giving blowjobs to the mailman and the paper boy....