Spell of the micro panties - Chapter 3

"You look bored. Want to have some real fun?" She drew an invisible circle around her chest and stomach, highlighting her assets.

The bold gesture sent blood rushing to his head, if not somewhere else. He couldn't explain how he knew that something was wrong with his body, only that it kept getting stronger with every passing minute. This growing unease compelled him to find solace amongst the chaos surrounding him and without saying a word he pushed past the annoyed blonde girl. Slowly but surely he made his way to an empty room that was surprisingly unlocked.

He locked the door behind himself, as a sudden surge of heat swept through him, causing goose bumps to rise across his flesh. The sensation felt foreign and yet inviting simultaneously. He shivered as the tingling in his body started to intensify as he looked down and gasped at the changes taking place in his body. His arms had changed into slender and slightly toned female arms.

His once strong hands were now soft and feminine, adorned with polished three inch long nails painted in a bright shade of neon pink gloss. When he flexed his fingers, rings encrusted with gemstones sparkled brightly in the single light source illuminating the abandoned room. His pecs had disappeared, morphing into a flat chest devoid of masculinity.

Instead, two small budding breasts took shape beneath his torso, sensitive and responsive to his touch. They grew faster and faster even as other parts of his body changed. His waist shrank dramatically until it was tiny and small while his hips grew larger and so much more womanly. He continued to stare while his hair lightened until it was platinum blonde and became thick and silky as it fell all the way down to his ass.

His face softened as it became feminine and gorgeous beyond anything he had ever seen. His eyes were now big and blue with long, dark, sultry lashes as his nose turned tiny and upturned. The lips of his face became thick and pouty with a bright pink sheen to them even as his jaw line and cheeks became high and defined creating angles worthy of envy. Travis stood motionless, frozen in time, watching these metamorphoses unfold.

Every transformation revealed another layer of beauty and sexuality he hadn't known existed within him. Or rather, her. She felt her heart racing and her breath coming quicker, unable to comprehend the feelings flooding her body. In the corner she realized there was a mirror as she made her way towards it instinctively. She caught sight of herself in the reflection of the glass.