Traumatized by Transforming

The fabric began to tighten around the form's waist accentuating its curves. The chest area began to expand to a reasonable size. If one were to see what was happening inside the fabric they would be treated the image of a man slowly being constricted into the form of a woman. Magical energies evaporating all trace of masculinity and replacing the leftovers with only womanhood.

Petra looked on until the fabric mummy began to shutter. The fabric receded from the body until it gathered itself to form a turquoise satin dress. The new form began to stir.

"What happened?" asked the new woman.

"You took a nasty fall dear, but it wasn't too bad."

"Why do I sound so different?" The woman said as she let her fingers slide down her smooth neck.

"Don't worry everything will be alright."

Then the woman noticed the mirror.

"This is impossible! What have you done to me!"

Petra put her hands up, "I'm sorry, but you were an emergency replacement for the wedding. When the bride's friend couldn't make it-"

John threw a piece of jewelry from the counter at Petra, "Get away from me you bitch!"

Just then Sharon arrived with her task in hand.

"Good," said Petra as she dodged another piece of flung jewelry. "Grab her!"

Sharon rushed at the woman.