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Such An Airhead
🕑 Added 2024-07-24 19:00:03 +0000 UTCHarold was mentally kicking himself.
His teachers always told him NOT to practice his spells on himself, but finding a partner that would help you practice human transfiguration magic on was hard.
Finding someone that would be ok being transformed into a human sex doll? That bordered on impossibility…
But Harold NEEDED to make sure the spell worked right for his best friend’s birthday, so he didn’t think he had much choice.
All things considered, Harold’s spell was incredibly simple to use. A quick incantation whilst pointing at the target of the spell, and the magic would handle the rest. Changing back? Just as simple; repeat the incantation and the transformation would revert. He even took the safety of the transformation a step further. After 24 hours, regardless of the incantation being repeated, the subject would revert. The object breaks? Transformation reverts.
It was full proof! Or at least that’s what Harold thought…
He asked his friend to come over so he could show him the cool new spell before testing it on himself.
He positioned himself in front of the mirror, uttered the incantation, and watched with prideful eyes as the magic went off without a hitch. In place of his old body, a voluptuous, female sex doll remained. His magic ensured he was still conscious, and he even retained slight control over his new head!
The sensations were… odd… but this was amazing! Now he just had to change back before his friend arrived! He just had to say…
To say…
Say…
SHIT!
Harold mentally kicked himself over and over. How could he forget something so crucial?! A verbal component to revert an object transformation?! He was such an air head to gloss over such a crucial detail!
Then he heard the door unlock as his friend arrived. He realized his current position was more than compromising. He was giving his friend a full view of his new feminine treasures.
His face blushed a bright red, but his eyes focused on his friend with horror. More specifically, his friend’s crotch, and the slowly growing erection inside. He was… MASSIVE!!!
And he was about to stick all of it inside him! He struggled to speak to no avail when an even more horrifying prospect crossed his mind. Harold no longer prayed for an escape from his friend fucking his tight plastic holes.
He only prayed that during the intense friction that was about to occur, that his friend didn’t end up ripping the plastic of his new form…
And Harold didn’t see any lube…
