13:What Time

You were always that annoying friend who had a smart ass comment for everything people said. This included things said to me, your best friend who was secretly annoyed with your constant running your mouth. Now whenever you started running your mouth I would just respond by saying "screw you" or even "fuck you" but of course you, having to have the last word, started saying "what time" to me as a response. You kept doing this and I grew sick of it, so finally I got a hold of a magic spell to cast on you. One day came the time when you responded with "what time" to me and I said "now" before casting a spell on an awe stricken you.

You immediately fell to the floor with a new uncomfortable feeling in your body. Your hair started to grow with its rich auburn locks being extended to reach well past your shoulders. Your chest then started to expand, but minimally with two B cup breasts coming out where your once large pectoral muscles were. Your prominent jaw line diminished with your facial stubble sinking back into your skin while your face developed feminine features. Your body compacted from a height of 5'11 to a smaller 5'5 though still retaining the good shape that it was in though with an arched back now. You your waist shrunk to look like a Barbie doll's before your hips widened to epic proportions. Your thighs became softer and thicker to accommodate your growing ass that became very big and round at the same time. After that, you felt a pinch in your groin with your dick retreating into your body never to be seen again, and then a tight pussy formed in its place.Your clothes altered to a pink sports bra and matching G-string that was wedged in between your cheeks which had their curves shown by the light blue spandex that you were wearing. Suddenly your libido rose and all you could think about was fucking guys, especially me. As you waited there with your butt in the air, I walked over and gave it a large smack before pulling down your tight fitting spandex and proceeding to bang you in the middle of the room. Now you still ask " what rime" but its to know when I actually want to fuck