Birthday party (Patreon)

- Hey! Hey! Stop! Where are you running away?! What have you done to me little bitch!?

Susan screamed in a hysterically unusually high voice for herself at that moment, looking at how her 12-year-old niece was running away from her with a laugh into the next room, in which all her relatives, including her parents, were sitting at the festive table.

Barely balancing on her heels, Susan managed to keep her balance, not noticing how her sister Susan reacted to her cry, who did not expect such emotions from her and realized that she was addressing her daughter

- What is wrong with you? I hope you weren't talking to Stacey

- Fuck! Of course she! What did she do to me?! What the hell am I a chick?!

Touching her body and feeling with her hands the fabric of her bra and the soft flesh of her female breasts underneath, Susan spoke, straightening her long hair with her other hand and as if surprised that she was wearing glasses that she had always worn since childhood

I don't understand, honey...

Stacey said in fear, looking at all this and not understanding whether this was a prank or her sister Susan had really gone crazy.

- She said that I was not an uncle, but an aunt ... then there was this outbreak ... and ... lo! What .... fuck! My dick!

As if remembering something important, Susan lifted her skirt with her hand, while Stacey wrinkled her face, really scared for her sister, but decided not to make a fuss and not distract the guests for the time being, but to talk alone with Susan for some reason so strangely behaving.

- Any problems at work or...?

Stesi said carefully as she closed the door.

- What other job? You know that I'm not working right now

- Um... I think you should sit down... didn't you say you weren't working for Mike anymore... Did you think you'd be better off at home?

- What are you talking about? Who is Mike?! What the hell are you talking about?! I'm your brother Robert! I don't know any Mike! I have my own motorcycle repair business and I took a couple of days off to be with you... Damn! What nonsense!?

- But Mike is your husband and you never liked motorcycles...

- Aunt Susan doesn't swear and loves her husband! (another laughing voice of a girl celebrating her birthday came up)

- Again she! Come here little bit... cutie... And what the hell is a husband!? Call your fu... pretty little daughter and.... why do I say that... oh.... my... god....

Stacey silently watched all this, not really understanding what was happening, but Susan already noticed that she couldn’t swear now, and when she asked a question about her husband, she felt some strange feeling of “butterflies in her stomach” only from the mention of this and at the same time growing feeling sexual hunger. Thoughts appeared in her head about how she sucks her husband's cock and how she then stands with cancer while her husband fucks her holding her hair.

Looks like I need to call him...

Stacey said as she slowly got up, referring to Susan's husband, who was now at the banquet table.

...

Only Susan and the little prankster noticed these changes. It was funny for the girl to watch how her huge muscular motorcyclist uncle turned into such a fragile woman. She did not know that she was given a hereditary gift from her great-great grandmother of the witch, and right now, on the day of her 12th birthday, her powers had the maximum effect that is possible.