Tugging mightily on the sealed cork, Jim almost went flying when the stubborn stopper finally came free with a loud 'POP'.
He did drop the bottle when it began to emit a dense, dark purple smoke.
"What the...?" Jim gasped as the bottle landed on itside - and then righted itself. the column of oddly-hued smoke rose straight into the air, unnaffected by the slight breeze that came down the path.
Them suddenly, the smoke did move - three feet to the right of the bottle, in a perfectly upright coloumn. Seconds later, the smoke suddenly coalesced...
Jim's jaw dropped. Standing before him was a short, spectacularily shaped woman. No more than five feet tall, she had dusky skin, that was so smooth and flawless it almost seemed to glisten. Her long, atletic legs lead to a spectacular ass and slender hips. Hips that seemed wider, geven the comparison to her miniscule waist.
Lookimg abover that tiny waist was a pair of incredable breasts. With a slight, natural drop than made them into abreviated, heavy bottomed tear-drops, they were amazingly firm and round. The size of vollyballs, they must have been at least GGG cup - and with her slender build and diminutive size, it would probably be a 32GGG - if she'd been wearing a bra.
But she wasn't. What she was wearing was a peice of purple silk, edged in faded pink, that warped around her torso one before tying at the back, barely covering her huge, engorged nipples. Her hips were enclosed in a tiny, bikini-like garment of matching silk, that also served to hold the whispy, translucent skirt she wore.
Jim's eyes finally made it to her face. Exotic and sensualt, it was surrounded by a wild mane of ebony hair. Sher dark, smoldering, long-lashed eyes were eying Jim. Her full, ruby-red lips parted, and she said...
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