Tonya felt her body heating up. Her muscles cramping and throbbing with their expansion. “What the hell?” Tonya looked up to find the speaker to be Mia. An ex friend with benefits offered her a hand. She took it, led away to Mia’s car. They drove off with Mia taking in the bodily shifts in sidelong glances.
“How’d you get hexed?” Mia asked.
“Hexed?” Tonya asked.
“I dabble in magic that is why I can see the changes. I think you are on the path to becoming a handsome man. Do you know who might of done this to you?” Mia’s lustful leer unsettled Tonya. Mia preferred the masculine form but happily loved ladies when the mood suited her.
Thinking back to her recent experience. “I think so. I mean I don’t know for sure but I had a crazy experience with a demon. Thought it might have been a dream. I have his number.” Tonya said.
Mia’s eyes bugged out, “You have the number to a demon? This is incredible. My other coven members are going to be jealous. Witnessing a full on metamorphosis and meeting a demon.”
Tonya checked herself in the mirror for the car. Stubble and all she appraised herself as handsome. Her right hand squeezing the bulge between her legs. It stirred at the interaction hardening pleasurably. Remembering herself she said, “Sorry. You want me to call him?”
Mia laughed, “I would be doing the same in your position. I bet it feels fantastic. They must be incredibly interactive. Men are always playing with, scratching or thinking with it. Of course I want you to call him. But first I will set up a binding circle first so that he can’t escape and we are safe.”
Tonya upon witnessing Mia set up her preparations didn’t inspire confidence. Shaking out sugar packets on the kitchen and checking a book of suspect quality. In her mind magic tomes were old leather bound books not self printed paperbacks. Magic and you: Finding your inner magic user certainly not the title she would of picked. “Are you sure that you can handle this Mia? No shame in calling in help.”
“I got this trust me.” Mia said following with her protective chant. Once satisfied her performance she signaled to Tonya to hit the auto dial on her phone in the center of the circle.
Mark in full female form appeared. “Where am I? Who are all of you? Tonya? Its me Mark the sexual demon.” Finally making the connection through the eyes to the man and his own current predicament.
“You look different, hot but different. Is this why I have a twig and berries between my legs?”
“Yeah Colleen made a wish and I ended up like this.”
“What was the wish? I am Mia by the way.” Mia said with no shame. Her eyes roaming Mark’s body with a doctor’s clinical look.
“I don’t know. She made a secret contract with me.” Mark said his eyes drifting to Stiffening cock. He could sense it twitching to life. Salivating at the thought of it.
Tonya reacting more in control. Lusting after beautiful women wasn’t odd to her. Her shape the only thing different. “I suspect that Colleen decided to get revenge on us by having us act out in an awkward intimate fashion.”
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