![]() “Uh, Doug, is that still you in there? You’re fucking hot, man.” “It’ll do.” I finally said, spinning back to the boys triumphantly. Maybe later I could apply some makeup for the finishing touch. Taking another glance in the mirror I was pleased with the look. Her dress was very classy and went well with my hair and eye color, I thought. My every movement was like a dancer, as I put on Chloe’s panties and bra I was surprised to find they fit so well. It was smooth and perfect, my hips rounded nicely and my butt was pert and nice. I moved to a corner of the room and when I was *almost* sure none of the boys were watching me I casually slipped out of my boy clothes. My voice sounded even more foreign, it was lovely and polite. I rolled my eyes and knelt to pick up the clothes, “I could use some privacy, please.” I spoke softly. He tossed a few things into the floor at my feet, “Hope you like them, **lady**.” “I got the clothes!” Wex burst into the room while I was still getting my bearings. I brought my slender arms up to look at them, and naturally took a pose that was extraordinarily delicate and feminine. ![]() The magic penetrated me and I took a step back, my foot catching the ground behind me on my toes. we usually use it to help ballerinas and stuff.” He made his own set of gestures, maybe a little clumsily, and said the spellword: “I guess I could try this one? Might be funny. I think he had been studying sports magic? He was a big guy, kinda slow but well meaning. That was frustrating, but honestly, Chloe’s clothes *would* fit me a lot better, and she always looked so hot. Hey Wex, do you have any of your girlfriend’s clothes lying around your room our friend here can borrow?” Wexley laughed at that and nodded, then bolted to his room, while the others also laughed thinking it was some kind of dig at me. ![]() It wasn’t working.ĭiego flashed a sly smile. I thought you’d change them to something more modern and trendy?” I took off the hoodie I was wearing and tied it around my skinny waist, trying to get it to look good on my body. “Uh, okay? I don’t think your spell did anything, I’m still wearing these ugly-ass guy clothes. I just kept standing there, looking down at my frumpy-looking clothes and waiting. “What did you do?” One of the guys asked Diego. At first nothing happened, I just waited for my clothes to tear themselves apart and be replaced with something fresher, but that didn’t happen. He made some outlandish hand motions and said the spellword: “You make a hot girl, Doug, but I think your wardrobe needs a lift, huh? A girl like you needs a good ‘fit to match.” Diego was a master of transmogrification. We agreed to that much.” Marko reminded him. I didn’t want them to get any weird ideas. “Okay, okay, my turn next!” Diego chimed in. I had to look away, the vertigo from the strangeness of it all was getting too much for me. Our eyes perfectly locked, our movements synchronized. I had a complete dissonance with myself, expecting my former male body but instead seeing this incredibly hot girl stare back at me. I took a sour look at myself in the mirror, seeing my reflection betray me was awkward. “Wow, hahaha, that actually worked! I thought you were going to turn into a monster or something, but you are fucking hot, Doug! Looks better this way, doesn’t it?” Marko laughed. “WHAT THE FUCK!” I yelled, my voice carrying a higher pitch, but no less angry than I could manage before. My onlookers watched in horror and arousal as it ended. My hair grew long and full, and I became a small, dainty, impossibly beautiful woman. My chest erupted into two breasts, my genitals morphed into a womb and vagina. It hurt so much! I could feel my face moving, everything in my body twisting and shrinking and growing simultaneously. “Beauty!? What the fuck, but that changes people into- UGH!” My ribs crackled and my body felt like it was on fire. You probably heard about it, but no one at this school has the balls to actually do it.” He made a complicated hand gesture at me, and shouted the spellword:Įveryone’s eyes widened at this. But go ahead, whatever.” I say in the chair in defeat, hoping they’d finish their humiliation and just be done with it. “I didn’t even want to play this stupid game. And now I had to subjected to this initiation? I was pissed. So many rules and traditions, backwards customs and fucked up games. ![]() You lost the game, so each of us gets to cast one spell on you.” Original TG Caption by deal’s a deal, Doug.
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