'what do you mean?' Sarah said with a smile
'you've transformed me into a lingerie model and were about to ravage my body.' trying to stay in character for the role play.
Brad looked at her, 'you look the same, the spell didn't work.'
Sarah's face dropped, 'what the fuck, you think that stupid book is real?'
Her arousal turned off like a light switch, Sarah suddenly felt very self conscience again.
She looked down at her body and a little tear went down her cheek.
She couldn't explain it but for a minute when she was pretending, she felt like she really was a lingerie model wearing a low cut baby doll and thong.
But she snapped back to reality, she was still had her old flannel pj's on, her thighs were still huge, her belly was still large and gelatinous, and her boobs small and shapeless.
'you know what?' she said calmly 'fuck you i'm going to sleep.'
Brad was about to say something but thought better of it. Sarah had already turned over, 'stupid book,' he mumbled as he threw it on the dresser.
Brad turned out the light and went back down stairs to have his dinner.