Home (not spam)

A man's home is his castle, even when that man is trapped in the body of a young, sexy woman. Still, it was as good a place as any to grab a meal and a shower. Hopefully, the Missus wouldn't be around; seeing a gorgeous vixen walking the territory would arouse suspicion. So she pulled up and walked right through the door. She made a quick, quiet beeline for the refrigerator when she heard the creaking of stairs... uh, oh...