Bowser to Bowsette

Bowser placed the crown on his head. The transformation was not instantaneous. The mushroom shaped crown rested on his head, tendrils latching into his skull. The tendrils forming into long luscious blonde hair.

The crown began to pulse and shrink. Bowser felt his insides begin to burn. His eyes rolling back into his skull. His face melting off to reveal beneath smooth petite features of a beautiful woman. His chest heaved as two voluptuous breast erupted through it. Clad in black fabric.

The reptilian flesh of his arms began to crack revealing a slender feminine human arm with blood red nails. The rest of his body shattered like porcelain revealing a black ball gown. Bowser’s form and shell began to shrink, until he was now as tall as Princess Peach. The new woman gave a shake of her head and laughed, "Oh! This feels so good!" She said grabbing her breasts.

"Master Bowser? Is that you?" Kammy Koopa asked.

"Yes, hag, it's me," the woman said, "But please, call me Bowsette."