Magical Bridesmaid

"Bippity Boppity Boop!" said Petra, making sure to exaggerate the guestures as a bolt of red lightning shot out from her wand and into the woman clad in red fabric.

The red satin began to wrap tightly around the woman. Her hair began to lengthen and make up magically appeared on her face. A soft sigh issuing from her lips as the fabric begun to cut and sew itself into a dress.

"What type of spell is that?" asked Jacqueline.

The new woman's mind began to fill with thoughts of complying with any order given. No longer was she John. That meant nothing to her any more. She was Jamie and she was specially made for her new master. "All that is missing is the bow," said Petra.

Jamie began to run her fingers up and down her new curves. The fabric adding to the pleasure building up in her. She turned to Petra, "Jamie, ready to comply, mistress," she said a tone of longing in her voice.

"Good my sweet," said Petra. "See Jacqueline, aren't you happy you aren't a submissive bimbo like Jamie here?"

Jacqueline nodded her head.

"I hear you are being setup with the groom's dead beat brother," Petra said to Jamie.

"Oooo," said Jamie seductively, "I would love to have myself wrapped around him."