Feminizing Spell

Daniel woke up, grumbling to himself as he got up to start his day. He was making to get ready, grabbing his binder when a thought struck him.

'I should wear a bra...'

Daniel only owned one bra, a sports bra he never wore. He tugged it on, immediately hit with a rush of dysphoria and humiliation at the sight of his own cleavage. Despite the part of his brain desperately railing against it, Daniel began raiding his closet for something cute and girly to wear.