A slutty girl.

"A slutty girl." you respond.

"Mmm, see how easy it is when you get into it? I'm sure you'll be the perfect little hole for all those how sweaty orcs honey." The witch cups your jawline with her hand, tracing your cheek with her tongue. A flash of pain strikes down the length of your torso, bright lights of agony searing into the sides of your vision, the witch's will holding you from moving or screaming. You feel the bones of your body shrink and tighten, skin smoothing, hair falling out from your legs, arms, and crotch. Luxurious curves replace boyish hips and ass. Your chest plumping up a bit, nipples burning with sensitivity. The pain travels up to your face, transforming you masculine features into softer, plumper feminine ones. Your lips popping into perfect dick sucking pillows and your hair growing into a curtain of glossy blonde locks. "Oh, the clients are going to love you." The witch grimaces, and grasps your still male cock and balls with frustration, drawing a pained gasp from you. "Ah fuck, complete transformation never was my forte. Oh well, this will have to do. Wait... don't tell me you were always that small down there." her cackle humiliates you even further. "I think being a girl suits you!" your tiny three inch cock twitches at that, you smooth pale balls a far cry from anything near masculine.

"Now. Time to take you to the mistress."