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Living with a witch has always had its surprises, but this one topped the cake. Ben has always been the breadwinner for their household while Beatrice stayed home and practiced her magic. Ben was often disappointed to come home and find that the house was just as messy as when he had left it for work that morning. Beatrice certainly helped around the house, but it was fairly inconsistent. During a particularly recent period, what Ben could only assume, was abject laziness; he brought it up to her. This sparked a fight in which Ben proclaimed that being, what was essentially, a “stay at home mom” was incredibly easy. Boy had that backfired.

Beatrice began to cast one of her famous spells, and when she had finished, their roles had been reversed. Beatrice now held an office job, and Ben was unemployed and stayed home. Unfettered by this change, he waved her goodbye as she went to work. He would show her how easy keeping the place clean really was. Ben got to work right away, starting with the dishes first. As soon as he set the first dish in the cupboard though, he knew something wasn’t right. The second the plate hit the wooden finish, he felt an odd sensation all throughout his body. What had Beatrice cooked up?

Ben continued to put away dishes. Getting that same odd sensation with each one. He couldn’t pinpoint what was happening though. Ben then put all of the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and started it up. It wasn’t until he happened to glimpse himself in the mirror that he figured out what was going on. Ben’s face and body had been slowly changing with each completed task. Ben’s face was now much more feminine-looking, and a small pair of breasts seemed to be pressing against his shirt. Ben’s belly also appeared a bit larger as well. 

Ben was not swayed by this development though. He would show Beatrice he could do what needed to be done, no matter what silly curse she had put on him. Ben spent the rest of the day cleaning up their home. He folded laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and organized the living room, all the while, his body slowly changed. At one point, Ben had to remove the shirt that was threatening to explode from the strain of Ben’s tits and massive belly. Yet at last, the place was clean.

Beatrice strolled through the door whistling cheerily. Ben turned and gave her an unimpressed glare. 

“Thought you could stop me with this little trick, huh? Said Ben. “Well, I still managed to clean the whole place up. Guess you’ll have to try better next time.”

“Oh! That’s a good idea!” Beatrice exclaimed. “Next time you clean the house, you’ll grow twice as fast!” As she said this, she made a small hand sign in the air, modifying the curse. “Can’t wait to see how you look by the end of the week!”