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I was sitting in bedroom, doing the usual; you know, making lewd drawings of women with boobs no smaller than basketballs and very plump rears. I received praise for my work, with only the occasional weird or rude comment, but the positive ones made it easy to not put much thought into the other ones, except for the one I received one fateful day.

While drawing, I heard a notification sound and opened my chat app to see who it was. I didn’t recognize the username nor profile picture and upon opening the chat, I was greeted with who seemed like a rather angry woman criticizing me for sexualizing women and that somehow contributing to women’s abuse.

I wasn’t going to spend minutes of my precious time arguing about something that has been disproving many times before, choosing to ignore the message and continue with my art. I heard the notification sound a few minutes later, the same woman, still mad; after several more minutes, another message of her, now being mad at me for not responding to her.

I was about to block her but then she texted “If only you knew what we go through! You disgusting pig!”. A grin appeared on my face, finally replying back. “Oh yeah? Bring it on! What you gonna do about it?”. I couldn’t help myself! I wanted to let her know her words did not phase me one bit.

“Okay, bitch! I’ll do exactly as you say”. After that last message, several minutes would pass without any further activity from that chat, thinking she must’ve left already. Good! What wasn’t as good though was the fact that I was starting to sweat like crazy.

I was doing just fine a few moments ago and now I felt as if I was in the middle of the summer season. This was more of an annoyance more than anything else; however, I became concerned when I saw the hair on my limbs shrinking down. I watched carefully, even touched it, making sure this wasn’t just some weird mind trick, but all that hair was actually disappearing.

As my arms and legs smoothened out, I would suffer some itchiness on my scalp. I scratched my head to alleviate the irritation, not expecting to feel my hair to feel so much more voluminous. A few more minutes would go by, my limbs now being perfectly smooth, but the thing that shocked me the most was that the hair on my head had grown so much! Not going to lie, I did like the silky texture it had, and it did look good on me, but I still had no idea why my body was doing this and how it did it in such a short amount of time.

I tried to spot any other oddities, not noticing anything else for a brief amount of time. Soon enough, I glanced at the same hairless left arm, and it began shrinking down! Looking at the other arm, the same was happening there. I lifted my shirt to see if anything was changing under it, and sure enough, my waist was becoming narrower. I welcomed the prior change; strangely though, my hips looked much wider than before, giving me a rather curvy and woman-like appearance.

I stared at my lower half, mainly focusing on my widening hips. Despite my eyes being set on my motherly hips, I struggled to focus on them as I saw my thighs become girthy and plump, doing the opposite of what my arms were doing. I grabbed one of my thighs, feeling very sensitive causing shivers around that general area, gasping in shock at how soft and squishy my thighs were since I was expecting them to be more muscular rather than fatty.

All these changes and sensations were turning me on, the thick thighs rubbing against my balls and my cock didn’t help at all to calm down my erection. What was going on would become obvious once a pair of boobs began emerging from my chest. I was turning into a woman!

Was this caused by that asshole lady who messaged me? It was the only logical conclusion. Despite being almost an entirely different person physically, I was surprisingly calm. My ass was inflating like a water balloon, and I was growing tits; I was shorter, weaker and feminine. My concern didn’t increase any further though; in fact, I was starting to enjoy all these quirks.

My C-cup boobies were very soft and squishy, just like my thighs, but they felt even better! It was a bit embarrassing to let out such feminine-sounding moans, but if I was turning into a woman, then there shouldn’t be any shame in such a thing. I played with my new breasts for a few minutes, bouncing them, making them jiggle and so much more while I had a big smile on my face and even giggled at the sight of my new-found femininity.

I stood up from my chair to inspect my butt, my dainty hands traveling down the curves provided by my wide hips before reaching my plump booty cheeks. Groping them also felt great, I may sound like a broken record by now, but I can’t help but feel like all of this was an upgrade! The only ‘downgrade’ I found was my manhood now being gone, I didn’t even notice when it disappeared. I think not having my manhood was a fair trade off for this curvy body I now had.

I sat back down, my plump ass acting as a nice cushion as I checked and saw that the crazy lady had sent me another message. “How about that? Are you regretting doing all this disgusting art?”. I briefly glanced at my body once more, seeing my male clothes shift into a revealing set of feminine clothes that included a pink crop top and a pair of white shorts that all snugly contained my modest curves.

It was obvious this person was the one responsible for all this, and she still sounded insanely pissed off despite these changes barely acting as a punishment of any kind. I was about to tell her how I actually loved this new body, but a light bulb turned on in my mind and thought of a much more devious idea.

“Oh no! Please change me back! I hate this!” I texted her, giggling as I awaited a response from her. “That’s what you get! In fact, I’ll make it worse for you, just to make sure you’ve learned your lesson”. I wasn’t really expecting that response, and I didn’t know if I was playing with fire with that last part of that message, but I’d soon figure out what she meant.

Some minutes would go by without anything, or so I thought. My crop top and shorts were starting to feel tighter, thinking it may have to do with my posture or simply needing to get used to my new assets; nonetheless, I would eventually see that my butt and my breasts were growing to even larger sizes.

My modest figure would become greatly exaggerated. My ongoing improvements actually reminded me a lot about the impossibly curvaceous women I drew. Guess I was becoming one myself! Just like fiction, I expected to deal with stuff like back pain due to the giant milk jugs I was developing and for people to stare at my fat ass, but I also expected all the perks from having such a body.

I couldn’t help but grope my expanding boobs, now feeling better than ever despite their immense weight, its size becoming absolutely perfect, my breasts now acting as great stress balls. The same could be said about my ass cheeks, fitting ill in my seat, but that bit of discomfort balanced out with how cushiony my ass was.

I was horny and joyful to see my already sexy body become even sexier! I’ve always loved large boobs and big butts, but I never thought I wanted those features on my own body as well! This wasn’t a curse at all; it was a blessing!

I messaged her once again, faking how much I hated all this and wanted to change back. “Now you know how we feel when you sexualize us, don’t you? Just wait until a man creeps up on you”. After this, the scariest part was that I heard a knock on my door, but judging by her prior message, I quickly formulated a plan to counter her.

“Yes, darling~” I said invitingly. “Hey babe~ Ready for me to fuck those tits of yours?~”. I giggled. Was this a punishment? This sounded like a reward! I opened the door and saw a tall and muscular hunk of a man, the bulge in his shorts indicating that he was indeed ready to use my short and plump body.

After being fucked in multiple ways by this sexy man, I finally replied to that woman’s message right before continuing to cuddle with my new boyfriend. “Oh yeah, now I know… It feels so fucking good~”. I blocked her after sending that message. It may have been fun to continue to fuel her rage and give me more ‘punishments’, but having a sensitive hourglass body and a hot sex-crazed boyfriend was more than enough for my own satisfaction. I can only imagine what her reaction will be when I continue posting my spicy art as if nothing ever happened!