Two horny bimbos…

You both share a moment of mutual recognition, both of you now transformed into a new form with matching urges and intellects. You are now both effectively submissive slaves. Except you have no masters. For a moment there you’d nearly had a master.

She is dark haired, dark skinned, dark eyed and red lipped. You are the antithesis, blonde haired, pale skinned, grey eyed, pink lipped. But otherwise you appear to be both cut from the same cloth in terms of your tiny stature and proportionately ample curves. You may be a little taller, a little rounder and fuller … Perhaps. But you are both positively diminutive.

You grin at Houser, feeling a strange sense of power and satisfaction in your new form. So compact and sexy. She looks at you with a mix of fear and desire, her body shaking with anticipation.

"Maybe… um… You should remove those clothes. They are much too large now.. and they suit an old man," you suggest, your voice dripping with a new level of uncertainty and a hint of submissive obsequiousness. You want to see her naked.

You think on that. When you shed your clothes you left all your items. One of them… you could use… you reach out and grab the ribbon and deftly tie it in your hair. You are still attuned to the Ribbon of Many Raiments. You mutter a commend word and you suddenly wear a skimpy loin cloth, a matching minuscule bikini top and leather sandals that tie all the way to your knees with sport pointed heels that give you an additional four inches of height.

You look back at your discarded clothes… you had a ring as well. A ring of wishes… it had to be attuned after sleeping for the night though. You’d learnt the hard way what keeping the ring constantly attuned was a bad idea. You can still recall your frustration when you’d absently wished for lunch. It could have been worse. But such a waste of powerful magic!

Meanwhile Houser watches you with interest nods, her mind still reeling from the curse that has transformed her into a woman. She quickly undresses, her movements a delight to behold, revealing her beautiful curves and ample breasts. Yes. Almost identical in proportions. You watch her, taking in every detail of her new form.

Maybe it’s vanity but she looks lovely. Like you she seems to enjoy the sensual nature of her sexy new body. You watch as she starts to press her fingers into her body. You consider your Ribbon of Many Raiments. Could it make a phallus! It would need to be belted on… multiple straps.