Published: Sep 29, 2024

My one-hundred and fifty-eighth caption, Part 1 in a fun two-parter I cooked up in a sleepless haze. Enjoy!

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When your classmate Mary had asked you to help her with a project for her art class, you had been rather… hesitant to do so. See, Mary was a well-known witch, coming from a long lineage of powerful magic users stretching back hundreds of years. She was also naturally beautiful, causing many boys and girls in the school to swoon over her. The problem was that Mary was a bit on the… ditzy and careless side, often forgetting about little “experiments” of hers that usually involved said suitors. So many of them were so desperate to try and get under her skirt that they agreed to become all sorts of things for her, whether they be animals, bugs, objects, or clothing. Your old best friend had fallen for her much like the others, getting “temporarily” turned into a No.2 pencil just because she needed one for a test. Now he was spread across several dozen pieces of paper in her binder as graphite, while what was left of his body either sat in the sharpener or as a short nub in her pencil case. You didn’t understand why people willingly put themselves in harm’s way for her crazy requests, or how she always got away with it, but now she seemed to have her sights set firmly on you.

“Haiiii~” She greeted again, somehow having snuck up behind you despite you sitting in the back corner of the classroom. “Didja think ‘bout what I said, bestie?"

“Did I think about it? Yeah, I thought about how absolutely insane it is.” You plainly stated, turning to face her fully. “You want to turn me into a woman just so I can model for you? Why? You think I haven’t seen what you’ve done to everyone else in the class, including my friend? Why should I do anything for you?”

“Aw, ya don’t have to be such a meanie!” She said with a sad look on her face, having seemingly ignored what you said. “Come on, it would be so fuuuun!”

As she finished talking, she leaned forward and looked directly into your eyes with her clenched hands held up to her chin. You tried to look away from her, to dismiss her stupid request, but you became… strangely enraptured by her eyes. They had some kind of sparkle to them, something that compelled you to stay focused on her…

“F-Fun? Fun… yes, fun…” You trailed off, no longer aware of how you were speaking. It was as if the rational part of your brain had been disconnected, putting you in a controllable state of mind. “If you think it will be… fun… then I guess it wouldn’t hurt to help you out… become a woman… just for a little while… right?”

“Yes! Thank you!” She grinned, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek before pumping her fist into the air. “Come’on, bestie! Let’s go to the art room!

She grabbed you by the hand, practically dragging you out of the classroom into the hallway. People in the halls purposefully avoided the two of you, giving you looks ranging from jealousy to sadness before you arrived at the art room, which was completely empty. It would remain empty too as she locked the doors, pocketing the key.

“Now, come’on and strip for me, bestie. This is a nude pose, after all~.” She ordered as you followed her command to the letter, completely ignoring any sense of embarrassment or shame you’d normally have. “The pose doesn’t need to be, what’s the word… fancy or nothin’. Put your hand here, and the other… here.”

She moved you like you’d move the limbs on a doll, placing your right hand against your cocked hip while your other was held up in the air. All you could do was smile.

“Wow, you’re gonna look so… amazing!” She exclaimed, holding her hands together. “Now, let’s get rid of that thing and make you all hawt and stuff!”

You continued to hold your pose as she snapped her fingers, causing a bright flash to shoot from them, directly towards you. You continued to stare blankly ahead, still in a blissful, submissive state, as everything began to shrink. Your arms, hands, legs, and face became thinner and more dainty as your head hair lengthened, taking on a purple hue that matched your eyes. Your skin took on a perfect, flawless complexion as two buds began to form beneath your nipples, sprouting into two, large breasts that were perfect in shape. Your waist became impossibly thin, your abs melting away and turning smooth as your mass traveled downwards into your hips, legs and rear, giving you a more balanced, seductive shape. Finally your manhood shot up inside of you, becoming a womanly slit instead as you moaned out loud in pure pleasure.

“AHHHHH! You’re, like, so CUUUUTE!~” She squealed, jumping up and down again as you continued to look ahead, this time with a blissful, orgasmic expression. Though you were still mindless and a slave to her whims at the moment, the new instincts that this body came with itched at the back of your skull, begging to be scratched.

As Mary sat down behind an easel, she began sketching a picture of you as you continued to hold your pose as best you could. However, she wasn’t very fast in her work, and after nearly half an hour your body began to uncontrollably shake as your muscles got tired, wanting to relax. It was beginning to upset Mary quite a lot too.

“Darn it! Come’on, it's not much longer now!” She urged, running back over to readjust my pose again. “Wait a sec… I got a banger idea! Let’s try this!”

Mary snapped her fingers again, causing a different light to shoot towards you. As it did, another new, strange sensation began to creep along your skin, making you far more aware of just how cool the air conditioning was. It was strange enough that you actually snapped out of your daze, coming back to your senses as you looked down.

“What the- HEY! What kind of weird shit is this?!” You yelled, unable to break your pose as some kind of white liquid traveled around your feminized body. Odd seams began to form along strategic points of your body as they finished changing, leading you to realize what was happening. “I-I’m becoming a mannequin?!”

“Only until I can get this darn pose right!” She reasoned as you glared daggers at her, sweat beginning to pour from your forehead as the liquid traveled up your neck and the back of your head. You didn’t want to admit it, but the cool sensations that echoed through your body felt very… nice. If you weren’t terrified of the whole situation, you would have enjoyed it, but as the liquid overtook the rest of you, you felt all tension in your body disappear, leaving you feeling somewhat blissful in your new form…