Ruin Sheila's court appointment

"You're a lawyer?" asked Horner.

"Aren't you the bright one," said Sheila with a sneer. "Yep, finished pre-law and law school in five and a half years. Not too shabby. Is that Amy?" she asked.

"Yes," said Horner.

"She still working on her license to be a school bus driver," said Sheila with a derisive snort.

"Tell me why you have to be in court," said Horner.

"This is the opening arguments in my client's divorce case. Her husband is worth close to a million dollars, and it's the biggest case of my short career. I'm going to smoke him!"

"Really?" said Horner, "before you go, you should stand here until I tell you everything what's going to happen in court today."

"Psst, what about the uniform?" whispered Amy.

"This will be better!" said Horner. "The uniform can be used later, and it WILL be used later. You trust me," he whispered.

"Oh, I forgot. You're the man!" said Amy with a giggle.

"Oh yeah? This should be rich!"

"When you address the judge or he addresses you, your nipples will start to itch, and the itch will get progressively worse until you scratch them for 60 seconds."

"That's a laugh. You're just a sorry pervert. Is that all?"

"No, when you adress the jury, you rectum will start to itch, and the itch will grow progressively worse and deeper until you can jam your finger up there and ream your asshole for about TWO minutes!"

"Hmph! What a freaking perve!" said Sheila, "Is that all?"

"No, when you lay eyes on a juror, you will envision that juror naked and crave either sucking him off or eating her out depending on the sex of the juror."

"And is that all?" said Sheila glancing at her watch.

"No, when you're sitting next to your client, put your hand on her upper thigh and massage her thigh. Tell me, what court room are you in?"

"Courtroom B, county courthouse. Can I go now?" said Sheila. Her eyes showed some worry as she wanted to leave but for some reason could not.

"Oh, after court, and you relieve your itching, you will go directly to a liquor store and buy a two bottles of tequila then you will come directly home and let us in your apartment. You can go now!" said Horner

"God, I should call the cops, but I'm late." Sheila stormed off. As she walked, she got the sensation that her breasts grew a cup size and were straining against her bra. Also her skirt seemed to grow tight about her hips and buttocks, but she dismissed the feelings as she headed towards her Miata.

Horner watched her with her bigger boobs, ass, and hips.