Cinderella- Esque

You are engulfed in a tornado of magic. Your hair whipping in the magical breeze. Long locks cover your face. You brush your hair out of your face to discover that it’s significanly longer and blonder than before.

Your skin begins to sparkle as your muscles begin to smooth out and your fat begins to melt away. Leaving behind soft and smooth skin. You feel your face to find that it too is soft and feminine. You chest begins to puff out as two mounds grow from beneath it. Feeling for your crotch you find your penis is gone replaced with a wet slit. You feel your height shrink to match your more petite form. You have little time to realize that your body is that of an attractive young woman before new changes arise.

A shower if sparkles swirl above your head falling down upon you. First your hair into a sexy wavy style with sparkles decorating down its length. Then makeup materializes onto your face, blue eye shadow, eyeliner, red lipstick, and foundation that matches your skin tone.

A silver necklace appears on you as your shirt is reconstructed by the sparkles. The shirt melts away until it forms into a blue bodice with a strapless sweet heart neckline. The magic crosses over your pants merging the legs into a single piece of fabric that billows our into the skirt of a large ball gown.

Your dainty hands begin to shimmer as a white satin material begins to crawl from the tips of your fingers to your elbow. Encasing your arms in long white opera gloves.

The magic finishes as it touches your shoes turning them into a hard material and raising your height slightly. You raise your skirt to reveal a pair of glass high heels.

Beneath the gown you feel fabric brushing against your nipples and pussy in a way that makes you blush.

The Old Woman steps back and marvels at her work, “You sure clean up nicely. You can go by Ella to keep your identity secret.” she says thinking hard, “A Cinderella needs a ball to go to. You should go to...”