Steven Becomes Eve

As Steven felt a warmness spread across his body, his mind was bombarded with a million ideas of what could be happening to him. What was this sinful version of his wife doing to him? What twisted thing would he become, and would there be any way to reverse it? After all, doing so would require the use of the spell book, again. And using that sinful book in such a manner was the last thing he wanted to do. It wasn't called forbidden knowledge for nothing, you know. Every spell had a consequence. His wife and her friend might have started off with good intentions, but using magic, any kind of magic, tended to siphon off what made a person good and decent. It was clear that Ottilia and Angela had used many spells by now, judging by how they looked and acted. The women he knew were truly gone and there was nothing he could do to change that, he realized with a sadness.

His mind diverted from his thoughts as Steven looked down at his body and watched as his clothing began to change - his shirt and tie transforming before his very eyes. His white shirt turned black, then pulled up out of his pants, which also turned black ... and leather? The shirt then became bare midriff, as what used to be his tie was now a leather choker around his neck. Looking down at his feet, the man of God saw that his shoes had changed as well, looking like the same footwear worn by the new Ottilia - a pair of Doc Martens. His skin looked paler than normal and he had black nail polish on his nails. What kind of freak was he turning into?

Lia looked on, first with anticipated interest, but then with confusion. She had used the same spell on her husband that she had just used on herself and Angel. She expected him to become a rebellious bad-ass man, more akin to her new lifestyle, but his clothing looked decidedly more ... feminine? It wasn't until she saw his hair getting longer, past his shoulders, and his chest ballooning into two very obvious breasts (at a D or maybe even an E-cup!), that she realized that he was becoming a she. And quite a good-looking one at that! Oh, this new woman wasn't modelesque, but she was attractive enough. Lia thought that this might have been what Steven would have looked like if he had been born female, except the Steven she knew (male or female) would never desire to dress up like this - a Gothy bad-ass of a woman. But why was she a woman at all? After all, the spell Lia used had no gender component to it.

As it turned out, the reason Steven was becoming female was because only women could be witches. Like everyone else in Nelson's Ridge, Steven had been seeded by corruption, but if he was to become a witch, like Agatha intended, then he would have to be a woman first.

Steven's dark-eye-lined eyes went wide, looking down at his, no her ... fantastically hot body! She smiled, realizing that she liked what she saw, even though she clearly remembered being apprehensive about her change just moments earlier. She even liked her clothing choices. She didn't before, but she now loved wearing leather, and just tight revealing clothing in general.

"You seem to be in a much better mood now, Steven," Lia said.

"Don't call me that. It sounds ... strange. Call me Eve," the new woman said.

Lia let her eyes roam over her husband's body ... or was that her wife's body? It sounded strange to use that terminology, but she couldn't help but feel fine about it. More than fine, as it turned out, because as she looked at Eve, she couldn't stop herself from wondering what sex with her would be like. She actually felt attracted to the new woman. Did that make her a lesbian? She paused, then thought Is that so bad? She was always against homosexuality, but right now, it was such a turn-on. She couldn't wait to see what her new lesbian life would be like ... but she also wanted to try out more spells. Maybe she could improve her wife a little more in some way, or maybe change other people? What should Lia do?