The violin started to sing and he saw the

The violin started to sing and he saw the White Swan dancing gracefully, turning around, approaching to him. Sensual, virginal. Perfection taking form of a woman.

The feathers retracting into awesome angelic eyelashes, the beak melted into lips. He stopped playing the violing to hug her but Lady Swan started to change back into a bird so he

continued to play the swan song until her transformation to a woman of alabaster skin, voluptuous lashes and black eyes was nearly complete. But as he finished the last note,

& the music started to fade, so too did her beauty. As she realized the magic had begun to fade & the bestial features returned, she covered her weeping face and fled to

the woods. She continued her transformation into a shrew and by morning she was just another one of the creatures in the woods. Magic had selected her, not the other

way around. Little did Magic know that as soon as she had him snared, she would never shave again. Her lustrous blond hair now limp under 4 inches of black and grey roots and her

once firm silicon breasts now empty ankle-low leather flaps of weather-worn sagging flesh. Magic was about to be duped...her once firm buttocks was now just a bulging lump of

fat. Sombrella looked at the clock. 6pm! The Plastic Surgery Fairy's spell was wearing off. She quickly wretched herself out of his arms and ran for the door, but not before

stumbling into a chair leg & stepping out of her left compression boot. Sombrella hobbled to the exit as her body reverted to its earlier state. Her Plastic Surgery Fairy was not