Mark felt elated, the last few days had made him feel alive. The rough sex with Gloria was just what he needed and thought he would go back to her periodically. Sex with his sister was great but he missed the violence of his old life.
During breakfast the next morning Mary asked Mark "if he thought her looks and body would have got a job at the house."
Knowing that he should give his sister an honest answer he shook his head "No, sorry sis, I think you are stunning but, top end whoring requires a young exceptional woman."
"Do you think I could earn a decent living, looking like I do?"
"Sure, not 2 grand a night, but punters would be queuing up, strange question to ask, what's up?"
"Would you mind if I went back to escorting? Loved the money and miss the life."
Looking at his sister, Mark could see she was nervous. Thinking that it had taken a lot for her to mention wanting to go back whoring, Mark thought carefully before answering.
"Why do you want to go back? You have plenty of money and all the time in the world to enjoy whatever you want."
"It's like a drug, it's not the sex, you can give me more than I need, the money is secondary, just love it."
Nodding in understanding, Mark reached across and held her hand "Can I be your pimp?"
Laughing Mary kissed him "God I love you, take me back to bed."
Mark undressed quickly and got back into bed so he could watch his sister undress. Mary took her time undressing as she knew her brother loved to watch. As she peeled her jean's off she turned away from Mark as she leaned forward to get them off her feet. Slowly sliding her panties over her hips, she allowed her shirt to fall back over her arse to tease him a little.
As she pulled her panties off she could see the crotch was stained and soaking wet as the scent of her sex wafted into the room. Turning back to face Mark she was pleased to see his cock was rock hard, the look of sexual hunger on his face filled her with confidence.
Mary started to undo her shirt, remembering her fleshy belly and heavy tits made her feel awkward and she stopped.
Mark was puzzled as the confident women disappeared and his sister stood looking awkward and uncomfortable.
"Wassup sis?"
As her tears started to flow, "I feel fat and old"
Mark was stunned, "You have to be fucking joking, I love your body"
"Yes, I know, I love being myself, suppose I had got used to having a 20-year olds body"
"Do you want me to find another young girl for you?"
No, I want to be me, just wish I had a flat muscular stomach and pert tits."
Getting up Mark gently took her in his arms and kissed her tears away. Taking her shirt and bra off he looked at his beautiful sister, noticing that her nipples no longer jutted slightly upwards and her belly was a little wobbly. "Silly girl, you are stunning, 35 years old and near perfect."
Seeing his sister looking so unhappy, Mark felt helpless, then he had an idea. Isabella had said that he had more powers than he realized. Reasoning that he could think one person into another or transport himself to the kingdom, he turned his full attention to Mary.
Trying to visualise his sister at 20 was useless as he had been in prison. An image appeared in his head, it was when she was about 18 on holiday in Cornwall. Remembering, admiring her immature but shapely body, his cock started to stir. A surprised yelp from his sister brought him back to reality.
Mary stood in the middle of the bedroom, legs slightly apart, moving her hands over her body. As her hands moved down she was amazed, her skin was so soft, she felt light and energised.
Rushing to the full-length mirror, she admired her pert tits, and flat firm stomach. Giggling as she noticed her pubes were neatly trimmed into a heart shape, it took her breath away when she saw her young unlined face and curly long Auburn hair.
"Oh my god I am 18 again!"
Mark was speechless, remembering how he had to keep sneaking off to wank himself silly as his sister had cavorted about in her tiny bikini on that holiday nearly 20 years ago.
As Mark watched, his sister's hands further explored her body, she suddenly stopped and felt between her legs. Sliding her finger between her thick pussy lips and feeling resistance just inside her hole, she yelped and let out a squeal of delight. "Bloody hell, you really did it, I am a virgin again."
Oh, hell Mark, I am 18, is this real?"
"Yes, well it looks real to me, god I really want to make love to you"
Surprised at her brother's softness Mary started to go to him "Oh shit, we can't I am a virgin, not on the pill or anything."
Mark tried to re assure her that he would withdraw.
"That's what my boyfriend said, he did, but I still ended up in an abortion clinic. It was horrible Mark, I gave birth to a little girl at 18 weeks." As the tears ran down her face she added "After that I was unable to get pregnant."
Shocked, all Mark could say was "I am so sorry"