Bombshell in a Black Dress

The magical maelstrom tears through you as you feel your clothes shred off of you. Your skin begins to bubble as the fat and muscle burn off leaving behind soft, dainty flesh. Your hair erupts into a cascade of golden silky locks. Your naked form begins to crack as your bone structure is shifted. Your masculine silhouette becoming hourglass shaped.

You chest begins to burst as two voluptuous breasts take form. You watch in horror as your cock recedes into your body leaving behind a wet pussy in its wake. You cover your breast and pussy in embarrassment. The magic creates a long black piece of fabric that wraps itself around your body, tightening around you to accentuate your figure. You feel your height rise as a pair of high heels lift you up.

“You look amazing!” The Old Woman says. “Perfect black dress, and a perfect body. You’ll get any man looking like that.”

“B-But,” you try to say in a soft feminine voice.

“Ah yes! What party should you go to?”