Gemma had always been a bit of an oddball. Over the past few months, however, she managed to find her way into a secret society of witches and had been learning magic. Since then, she had been using magic to change various things she didn’t like. As Christmas drew close, she realized that one thing she didn’t appreciate were all the boyish jokes and male forms of bonding her friends would do. Gemma didn’t know how she ended up being the only girl in a pretty large friend group, but she was sick of it, so, like with a lot of her recent problems, she turned to her arcane studies to remedy the problem.
On the night of the winter solstice, just a few days before Christmas, Gemma headed out and cast the spell she could feel the overwhelming power that the solstice granted her. It was intoxicating. Originally, she was just going to have the boys turn down their boyish and more brutish traits, make them a little bit more docile, but as she took in the power of the longest night of the year, her whole mind changed in more ways than one. It twisted her, her tits expanded, her hair and eyes turned an icy blue and her urge to turn down a few small personality traits in her friends turned into a whole new plan for the boys.
Gemma handed each of the boys a box that she made. They were all surprised at how light the
boxes were, but they trusted that Gemma had gotten them something they would
enjoy. They all opened their boxes and a
stream of magical energy that had been contained in each box went straight into
each guy. The energy then searched their
minds until it found exactly what kind of women each of the boys liked most and
made that their new form.
Allan was the first one to get hit by the energy. The internet had given him the idea for his
female obsession of a “big titty goth gf”.
The magic felt what he liked and got to work, swelling his chest to a
generous size, growing out his short brown hair and turning it black. He didn’t even notice his cock withdrawing
into the size of a pea or his new pussy forming under his clothes. He was too concerned at the fact that his chest
was growing so much. There was a bit of
pain as his new breasts came in but that pain disappeared as soon as the shirt
he had been wearing couldn’t take the pressure anymore and was ripped apart by
the new woman’s tits.
Alice looked down her body, her mind kind of hazing
over. She would have put up a fight, she
hadn’t wanted this, but…her head…she felt her wants change…she went from hating
this to this being the best thing that’s ever happened to her. Her love of cars and technology waned until
it was completely replaced by a new love for the occult and dark makeup and
clothing.
As a final touch, the magical energy added a twisted smile
painting to Alice’s facemask and turned her Santa hat black before being satisfied
that its work was done on this now fine lady.
Andrew was a fan of the rough and tough kind of girl. Not one who would get into fights, but one
who would be on the arms of some mobster, with tattoos. The femme fetal who would lure unsuspecting
men to the guy who will break their legs for not paying their debts on
time. The energy started to get to work
but then it noticed something else.
Andrew was also really into east Asian women. Korean, Japanese, Chinese, the like. So be it then, if that’s what Andrew likes,
that’s what he’ll become. The energy got
to work, changing the shade of Andrew’s pasty white skin into something a bit
more to the taste of his women. His bald
head sprouted black hair which grew quite a bit before stopping halfway down
his back. Andrew didn’t have much of a
preference for boob size, but it wouldn’t help be still be pretty generous,
just to make sure nobody ever thought that Andrew was a man again.
Like Allan, Andrew tried desperately to fight the magic in
the split second he had to react, but it was no use; before he could say
anything, the energy was turning his body into that of a lady, he could feel
his new wet pussy between his legs as his mind fogged over. Having only ever spoken English before, it
was strange for Andrew to suddenly get flooded with new linguistic
information. His English became basic,
after all, why would a lady like herself need English when she didn’t deal with
English speakers? Her Korean, Japanese
and Chinese became perfect, as did the knowledge she had on the ins and outs of
how the Yakuza works and operates. She
worked for them now. She knew of her
previous life but she also knew that the memories of her new employers had been
altered to accommodate the lifestyle she was now going to be living.
Finally, for good measure, the magical energy put some tattoos on the new woman’s flawless skin. With that final touch, Yukiko was done and ready to soon be heading to Japan to really start her new life.
Then there was Harold.
He was certainly not the brightest person in the group, but he knew of
this weakness. He kind of liked it in a
way, because the kind of people he liked to be around were people who were
smarter than him. He wasn’t dumb by any
means, but there was nothing he liked more than picking the brain of someone
more intelligent than himself. This
actually bled into what kind of women he liked.
He liked the company of not just women with fairly large chests, but
also women who were as smart as possible.
The magical energy had its work cut out for it, given the
lack of an upper limit on a trait like intelligence. As a result, the energy first got to work on
his mind, changing it around and shifting it.
This actually confused Gemma as she watched her friends change because
Harold seemed to be unaffected by the magic at first, but the truth was that
this set of energy was working harder than any of its counterparts flowing
through the bodies and minds of the others.
Any sign of any misinformation about the world that the
magic could find in Harold’s brain was cast out. Various facts and formulas flooded his head,
his reasoning skills of all forms, be it logical, emotional, special, all went
through the roof as the magic did its work.
Once the magic realized that it was starting to run a bit low on energy
and still had the body to do it figured that this level of intelligence would
have to do. Of course, it covered the
basics that Gemma had programmed into it, like sluttiness and a love for being
female.
Harold’s hair grew like all of the others, his chest
swelled, his cock withdrew inside of him and he got a new pussy that was just
begging to be played with. He got a pair
of glasses as his eyes weren’t as able to see as they had been before. After all, what’s a genius girl look without
glasses?
It wasn’t long until Hannah landed a high end job as a
chemical biologist. She had been offered
a job at CERN with her IQ being somewhere around the 300 mark, but she didn’t
really want to move all the way to Switzerland.
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Hannah’s conduct was considered questionable at best given
that she was not the biggest fan of covering up more than she needed to. Being a well-endowed woman and walking around
the cafeteria in her birthday suit was certainly an eccentric behaviour,
however, nobody really said anything given that when it came to smarts, no
known human came close to her. Besides,
not like her male, socially awkward co-workers didn’t appreciate the show.
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Charlie was the opposite of his friend when it came to taste
in women. He was a fan of the
bimbos. The magic had no trouble
fulfilling that criteria. Unlike all of
the others who remembered their past lives, Charlie had his head messed up
enough that it didn’t really stick anyway.
His chest expanded in a far less natural way than any of his friends as
fake tits grew out, coming out far perkier than any pair of tits their size
could ever hope for naturally. His hair
turned black and blonde from its previous ginger. His lips swelled, his face shifted around and
got various chemicals inside of it, pointy nails appeared on his hands. So much of Charlie’s new look was completely
fake, but that’s how he liked his women, and the magic was happy to give him
thousands of dollars’ worth of plastic surgery in just a few seconds if that’s
what he liked in the ladies.
Candi looked forward shocked and confused. She had no idea what the hell was going on or
what she was meant to be doing. That soon
faded though, since the thought of sex came into her mind. Men or women, she didn’t care who she fucked,
all she cared about was that they were hot.
She looked around the room and saw a bunch of hot women standing there,
perhaps she could convince them to get into an orgy with her, she thought.
She licked her Botox filled lips at the idea.
Callum was probably closest to Charlie in terms of taste in women. Callum was a big fan of party girls. The kinds that would go to clubs dressed up just enough to avoid indecent exposure charges and would be willing to go home with and fuck anyone who gave them any attention. He also had a thing for large breasts.
The magic got to work on Callum. It started with the chest, giving him tits
that would lead to a rivalry as to who had the bigger boobs between the girl
Callum would become and the goth Alice.
He tried desperately to push against his chest as it swelled but that
did nothing except cause him to moan in pleasure as his newly sensitive breasts
sent shots of pleasure in response to his attempt to stop them from ballooning
out. Callum tried to open his mouth to
ask Gemma why she’d done this to her friends, but all that came out was a moan
of sexual pleasure as the pressure on his new breasts was mixed with the
pleasure of his new pussy opening up for business. The new woman’s hair stayed the same colour
but grew out past her neck, past her shoulders and still kept going.
The new girl tried desperately to ask her friend her to stop
this again, but it was no use as just as her mouth opened again, the fog came
rolling over her mind. All of her
previous interests disappeared in a moment, replaced by an obsession with
parties, alcohol and fucking hot strangers.
She no longer wanted to go back to being a man, she no longer felt
betrayed by her friend. Instead, she
went to hug Gemma to thank her for this amazing Christmas present.
It wasn’t long until Caroline found herself basically
babysitting Candi at a new year’s party.
Caroline had no idea how Candi was going to get with anyone when she
barely had the brainpower to string a basic sentence together and seemed
obsessed with the word ‘like’. Whatever,
Caroline had already fucked three different guys that night and could feel
their hot cum still inside of her pussy as she waited for her friend to figure
out how to use words to proposition a strange to fuck them both.
John had been a bit of a slob his whole life, however, he
had a thing for strong women. He liked
gym rats and his friends would often say that when it came to his taste in
women, he was the definition of opposites attracting. Gemma found this transformation particularly
interesting to watch. John was the only
man to actually get taller, turning from a short fat man into a tall, blonde
woman. Jane’s tits weren’t nearly the
size of some of the others in the group, but she certainly made up for that
with her muscles. Part of John wanted to
fight what was happening to him, but ultimately, he didn’t put up much of a
fight, not only because his lazy nature told him it was too much effort, but
also because once he realised what was happening he knew it was the best way to
stop him from dying of a heart attack by the age of 30.
The excessive amount of fat disappeared from his body and
even though he grew about six inches his weight almost halves. At least his chest felt somewhat familiar and
unchanged, only now it was actually acceptable for Jane to have some tits. She became obsessed with her gains, becoming
as strong as possible and showing off her muscles to everyone she could. Of course, much to her annoyance, she’d get
kicked out of her gym if she went around naked and really showed off her body
like she wished she could, so, she kept herself decent for the hours every day
she spent at said gym.
Sebastian was someone who liked the innocent kind of girl with a ‘nice body’. He loved the idea of corrupting an uptight woman into becoming a total slut.
The magic got to work on him and gave him the nice body he
was so keen on. He screamed out in
protest as his new tits came into existence.
His curly short hair grew way out.
He was silenced by the confusion of a weight around his neck as a large
diamond studded cross appeared as a necklace on him. His clothes turned mostly black but with a
strip of white cloth atop of his head. His atheist male mind got twisted into that of
a devout Catholic slut. She worked so
hard to keep herself in check, she knew her tits were big, but she believed
being a nun was her true calling in her one and only life. Little did she know how easy corrupting her
would be; after all, Sebastian had never been much of a master of persuasion,
so the bar needed to be low in order for him to have been able to fulfil the fantasy
he would now take a very different role in.
Sabrina was ready to preach the word of god, and spread the
good news. Little did she know that it
would take the other girls less than a day for the only thing for Sabrina to be
spread to be her legs for both men and women; but, that would make her happier
than this short lived life dedicate to a god she didn’t believe in before Gemma’s
magic got to her.
Last but not least, there was Antony. Antony was a fairly conservative man. He liked the idea of just finding himself a good job so he could provide for a woman who would pump out his babies. The magic knew what to do with this kind of mentality.
Firstly, Antony would need some nice tits for that nice
body. After all, a lot of breast means
she can more easily latch on the babies she’ll be popping out. Next, the hair needed to be long, since
everyone knows that a woman’s hair is her crown. Of course, the most important thing was
making sure that she had a strong and healthy uterus. She needed to be as fertile as possible for
all those babies that she would be popping out.
Antony didn’t even know what was happening by the time Anna
had completely taken over. Sure, Anna,
much like all of her friend impacted by the magic was into both men and women,
however, she would only show her tits to her friends now and have that be the
limit of how far she would go. She
needed to save herself for marriage with a man who hated contraceptives as much
as she did. A group of girls like all of
her friends sadly were no longer able to get her pregnant.
Anna was ready to go and search for a good man with good
values so she could stay at home raising the army of kids they would have
together.
All in all, Gemma was very pleased with how her plan had
turned out. Her friends were now all
ladies and she no longer needed to worry about them talking about all of that
silly boy stuff. One thing was that she
was now feeling a little insecure about her chest size given what her friends
all looked like. Still, like with all of
her problems, it was nothing that a bit of magic couldn’t fix…
