Does she forgive me?
No.
Mom slaps me on my left cheek and takes another step back and points the wand at me looking at me in a mixture of anger and disgust. "John acts like a puppy, but he's only a little bitch."
Mom seems to grow in front of me at first, then I notice everything is now larger than it was. I tried to stand up but only for mom push me down on all fours. I'm momentarily blinded by long brown hair and when I push it out of the way I realize it's mine. While trying to look up at my mother I can see my reflection in the oven's door. I see that now I have high cheek bones, small kissable lips that would give a new pornstar out envy, and an overall feminine look.
Looking down I can see my hands are now dainty with 2 inch nails. My chest after mom's altercations were manly pecs are now small beestings and that was when I realized that I was now naked. Desperately I ran left hand down my side feeling a thin waist. A pair of hips that were more girly than womanly. My butt once toned and firm is now a well rounded heart-shape.
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