Roger Picks Mage Becky.

Roger moved over to the mage outfit again. It looked sexy, so he chose it. As soon as he hit enter, things became hazy and his eyelids began to droop. Things then became dark.

Roger came to in a dimly lit cave. He could hear the faint dripping of water in the distance. He got up and looked around. He had been laying on a floor covered in chalk lined pentagrams and runic shapes. He looked around and spotted another person in the cave with him. He approached and discovered Becky! She was wearing a physical version of the mage outfit he had picked earlier.

"Is this real?" Roger wondered aloud. He pinched himself and felt it, then knelt down and nudges Becky.

Becky stirred softly and turned over. "What is it?" She murmured.

"Becky, get up," Roger told her, nudging her again.

"Alright... stahp...." Becky complained. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Where are we?"

"I don't know..."

"Yeah, typical..." Becky signed. Then she noticed her outfit. "What. Am. I. Wearing?"

"I didn't do it... I mean, I picked the outfit, but I didn't know they actually put you in it..." Roger explained.

"What is this?!" Becky asked, coming fully awake. She checked under the skirt. "I don't even have any underwear!!" Roger bit his tongue so he wouldn't say something stupid to get him into more trouble. He let Becky vent. "What kind of kinky ass shit did you pull me into, Rog? I'm wearing a torn up bed sheet! Is this some kind of sex thing? You know we agreed to ask before doing!"

"it's not a sex thing, it's a costume," Roger chimed in. "We're playing a game to defeat an evil wizard and I picked you as a companion... as a mage..."

"Do I look like a mage?!" Becky yelled at Roger indignantly.

Roger had to take in the view of his wife in the slinky, revealing gown and nod slightly. "it's the sort of thing a female mage would wear in a male fantasy story."

"Well, how would you like it if YOU were a girl in a male fantasy story?!" Becky asked with an accusing finger. A jolt of lightning flashed from that finger and hit Roger with a shock! Suddenly his body began to morph. his hair grew down to his shoulders, his facial features softened and the five o'clock shadow disappeared. He body shrunk down and his hips and chest pushed out against his clothing.

"What did you do?!" Roger asked, then covered his mouth when I heard how high pitched his voice was.

"Oh my god! I didn't mean to!" Becky said, reaching out to touch Roger in disbelief.

Roger looked to himself, or rather, herself and started to panic. She took off her tunic and leggings, shaking off all her clothes to reveal the body of a nubile young woman!

"Is this for real?" Becky looked on in awe.

"This can't be real!" Roger cried, touching herself in disbelief. It felt real. It also felt kind of good. Roger closed her eyes and began to rub her tits.

"What are you doing?" Becky asked.

"N... nothing..." Roger muttered. Then she pleaded, "You gotta change me back."

Becky rubbed her chin as she looked at her female husband. "I don't know, maybe this will teach you a lesson..."