Well now, this was a problem. Jack never thought his own spell would be used against him…
When he asked that witch in that strange shop for help in dealing with a ”fat bitch”, the witch smirked and said that everything would be taken care of in the morning.
Yet, here he was, standing in the bathroom and changing at an alarming speed.
”Damn that witch, she tricked me!” He angrily shouted.
His trousers had shrunk and were now a cute pair of pink panties…but that was the least of his concerns.
His slim build was now getting fatter. On his chest, two small breasts had formed, and were growing quite fast…as fast as his hair, who was now at shoulder length.
His widening hips and thickening thighs were making him incredibly aroused…he panted and breathed heavily, in a voice that was slowly gaining a feminine tone.
His head was spinning…memories were being altered. Wiped and re-written…
Feeling an intense pain in his groin, Jack passed out. His transformation was soon completed, as the bulge in the delicate panties receded, and transformed into proper female genitalia.
The next morning, Jackie woke up in the bathroom. Had she been sleepwalking again? And why was she almost completely naked? Thankfully her parents were not home today…
In her trick shop, the witch smirked.
”That’s what you get for being a troublemaker.”
