"Why did that happened?" she asked.
"I don't know, babe" he answered, panicking. He was loonking at his hands and his skin.
"Well, maybe you were target of some witchcraft...it happens a lot around here the caribbean"
"You think?!" he asked scared. When he looked up she was already kissing him. Rachel hopped on bed and over him.
"I don't know why but this talking is leaving me hot!"
She kissed him again and brushed her body against the froggy sweaty slimy skin. Feeling his girlfriend's acceptance of that crazy situation made him feel much secure. And plus he was happy to see her. She laid him on bed and kissed his new chest -muscles and no hair like she always wanted him to be. She pushed his shorts around and Marty's webbed feet was on the back of her head pushing her further. She enjoyed sucking and he enjoyed receving.