Last night, while partying, you made a cruel remark about a stranger. As you walked away, you vaguely heard her mutter something about putting you in a girl’s body, but you paid no attention. This morning you wake feeling slightly off and blame the party. You rise to start your day, only to realize you now look like a girl. Dismissing it as imagination from the night before, you change clothes and eat breakfast. Dirty thoughts intrude, making you flinch. You brainstorm ideas for a manly day to steady yourself until you find a note from the stranger. She is a witch; the transformation is real. It will become permanent if you take in cum. You snort. Easy enough - you’re a man who only makes girls cum. Determined to survive the day unchanged, you try to stop the growing urges. Yet resisting becomes harder. Soon you crave feminine clothes and self-pleasure. It won’t make the change permanent, right? You surrender. Deep in ecstasy with a vibrator, your phone rings. It’s your boyfriend. WHO? He arrives to celebrate your anniversary. You leap on him, begging him to fuck you. At the final second, you regain control and stop him. You will have a romantic date - that’s all. You rush to the bathroom to calm down, but your fate has already been chosen.
