Part 1: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcbv/art/Rachel-part-1-833068042">www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcb&hellip;</a><br />Part 2: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcbv/art/Rachel-part-2-1002511836">www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcb&hellip;</a><br /><div>Part 3: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcbv/art/Rachel-part-3-1002511879">www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcb&hellip;</a></div><div><br /></div><div><div>If you like my art, sketches, stories, transformations you can find more like this here (thanks to everyone for the support, it's very important for me): <a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a> <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...</div><div><br /></div></div><div>"So, Rachel, now you can go, do not forget your purse in the hallway"</div>"Go ?! YOU are publishing ?! How will I go in this form? Where? Change me back! And my name is not Rachel !!!"<br />"Not food like that, your voice is a little annoying. I didn&#8217;t promise you anything. I&#8217;ll leave you like that in this life. You will find the address in your notebook in your bag. Now fuck the whores in your life, otherwise I'll make it worse!"<br />Rachel (in the past Michael) looked down and carefully walked in heels trying not to fall toward the exit. The steps were slow and neat, firstly because of the hope that his ex-witch wife would change her mind, and secondly because it was really difficult and uncomfortable, Michael had never worn shoes with such a high heel.<br />"Go faster! You will need to get used to the heels, because these are the only shoes in which you can now walk, even at home!"<br />From this, Michael's heart was beating even more, but he understood that it could be worse.