Her Husband comes home...

Rachael stood and looked down critically at Lisa as she struggled to recover from the fuck fest, admiring the new body she had willed onto the girl, bulging tits squeezed together as Lisa confined them back to the knotted crop top and Rachael resisted the urge to flick something into the grand canyon of her the girls cleavage.

Or bury her face into it.

Eyes roaming up Lisa's pale legs, now encased in thigh high platform stripper heels, Mrs Young thought about the best way to go about using this new found power. She could just make herself goddess of the world but...

Where was the fun in that?

Although she loved the rich lifestyle her pussy had claimed for her she'd always found a certain...thrill in the chase. A rush at the power and control she had over then men and woman who lusted over her body. Despite Lisa's words, she was still the an incredibly hardworking lawyer when she was at work. It's just that that the majority of that hard work went into manipulating her superiors and crushing her opposition beneath the heel of her fashionably slutty stiletto.

Rachael had been a intelligent woman and she still was, all that ruthless calculation was still there and she flaunted it as much as she flaunted her smoking hot body.

She enjoyed that, she enjoyed overcoming adversity, She enjoyed winning and she might lose that if she just made herself into a goddess...

"Still" She thought to herself "I deserve more than I have now...and someone to share it with..."

She smiled as she caught Lisa, having redressed herself as best as she can, staring intently at the bald pussy between Rachael's legs and she put her slender hand in front of it, snapping Lisa out of her trance.

Lisa blushed and looked away, furious at herself for getting enraptured again. Despite her best efforts her eyes flicked up yet again and she felt herself drawn once more before Rachel's slender hand grabbed her by the chin and gently tilted her head upwards.

"My eyes are up here Sweetie..." She chuckled as the stood face to face, Rachael enjoying the feel of Lisa new tits pressed into hers.

"You know what would make this more fun?"

Lisa shook her head,just glad that the ring didn't **** the words out.

"When the ring is used, do you forget?"

"N-Oh!" Lisa's vision swims with ripples as a tidal wave of memories from her previous life flooded back, overlaying the newer ones created by Mrs Young's dangerous use of the ring. She jerked as a roaring filled her ears and she doubled over in pain, then as quickly as it had started it stopped.

Mrs Young watched as the Lisa twitched and spasmed, enjoying what the motions were doing to her tits. While she was waiting she turned the sky back to blue, the purple sky was starting to unnerve her. She considered putting her yoga pants back on, but thought better of it when she saw they were so soaked they were neatly translucent. Instead she chose to just shuck her top instead, enjoying feeling of cool air on nipples as her sizable jugs bounced free and reveling in her nakedness, not even bothering to shut the curtains.

She kept the heels on however, and idly admired the diamond on her navel as she watched Lisa recover and gasp out

"Why? Why make me remember?"

Mrs Young made a sympathetic noise before smiling

"Sharing is caring dear...I want someone else to admire my work..."

Just then they front door open, banging off the wall as someone enters at speed.

"Rachael?" A male voice calls out, "I managed to dodge out of work a few hours early!"

It takes Lisa a moment to recognise the voice as Derek, Stacy's dad.

And Racheal Young's husband.

Lisa always respected Derek Young, a self made software geek, it waa rumoured he could have been one of the next big players, not as huge as some but a contender in the cuthroat market of OS design.

Instead he had sold off the rights to most of his best work and used the profits as startup for a comparitivly modest programming company, designing everything from children's games to market analyst software.

He'd then managed to snag and have a kid with his highschool sweetheart, then Racheal Jones, who had since become a 10/10 bombshell and a successful lawyer in her own right. It had been the perfect story...

Or at least it had before Lisa had edited a few chapters, now apparently Racheal was his second wife?

And an unrepentant cheater.

Lisa wondered if Derek knew how much of a gold digging slut he was now married to...

Judging by the way his face fell when he walked into the living room, he didn't until now...

Derek was actually quite an attractive man, or so Lisa had been told. Tall,clean shaven and well groomed, He was a slight man but years of running had given his body a nice definition. In fact before this morning a quite a few of the pictures on the wall had been Rachel and Derek at track meets and charity runs, now they were replaced with shots of Rachael in various degrees of slutiness.

One of them was literally a black and white shot of her, back to the camera,bent at the waist with her ass filling most of the frame while she peered around it, biting her lip and eye-fucking the camera. A tiny thong the only thing keeping the the picture 18+ instead of X rated and Lisa had to fight to tear her eyes way from it and back to Mr Young.

His face had an angular shape to it without going to far into hawkishness, topped by a mess of wavy brown hair. Sharp hazel-brown eyes, full of fatherly wisdom peered out of thick but stylish glasses.

Eyes now widened in shock and pain as he took in the sigh before him, Lisa, nearly falling out of her clothes, kneeling in front of his wife, who wasn't wearing _any _clothes apart from her heels. To make it worse, Mrs Young had sat down on one of the kitchen stools next to the counter, one leg dangling lazily while the other ,in an impressive feat of flexibility, rested on top of the counter spread as far out as possible , leaving her pussy exposed to anyone walking by the large street facing window.

Also the room absolutely stank of sex.

Normally Rachael would never allow herself to be caught like this, or in any of her other compromising positions. She was very good at making sure the dear Mr Young never found out about her extramarital trists.

She didn't actually have to try very hard however, for all his interllectual smarts he was startingly niave when it came to his wife. "Then again" She mused as she reached down and ran a hand through Lisa's long scarlet hair,

"Before this morning I probably hadn't ever cheated before"

However the past had been, right now was different, very different and her pussy practically gushed at what she might do as Derek asked the question,

"What is going on here?"

Slowly, A smile crawls across Rachael Young's face...