Snap. Switch poses. Snap. Something missing. Snap. I need to use a different camera. "You can relax for a minute," I said as I reached for my "special" camera. I returned to my position in front of her and smiled, "Now it's time to capture your true beauty, Pamela."
My heart beat faster as she shifted. The voices again chanted "Heart of Gold. Heart of Gold. Perfect. Perfect." She potioned herself on her side and waited. Snap.
Pamela felt a cold spot on her left foot. Snap. The spot grew colder, heavier. She lifted her leg towards her chest and reached for her heel. Before she could move again, the coldness spread. It shot up her slim legs, freezing her pussy, then her stomach. The coldness moved up through her breasts, stiffening her nipples. The process continued quickly over her neck, until finally her face froze into it's final position. Her lovely look of surprise now captured on her face for all eternity.
Snap. Snap. My heart beat harder and faster. Snap. Snap. Her hardened flesh changed color becoming a beautiful gold. Snap. Snap.
I set my camera down, walked over to her and ran my hand up her smooth, shiny thigh. I rapped my knuckles against her round, firm buttocks. Clank. Clank. Transformation complete. She was solid gold.
I stood back and stared at Pamela. The chanting in my head "Heart of Gold. She is perfect." Now I could agree she was perfect and she had more than just a heart of gold.
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