"I have been plain long enough, I wish to know what it is like to be pretty or hansom, Allure most be a powerful thing to feed on" I say. "Well that is interesting chouse in ancient days you could become a muse able to inspire and feed on creativity".
"Come with me" The headmistress says. You follow her to runes etched in the floor. "Stand their" The headmistress pointing to a mix gender rune. She walks around me, chanting in a strange old tongue and outside rites like this unspoken. Soon I felt it, changing me. "Picture your idea of pretty then hansom" she says. I picture my image of pretty and I feel my body change. My hips widen staring my hour glass shape, my breasts grow to mid c cups. My face goes from cute to sexy, My legs become curvy.
I forgot to say I had to strip for my change rite. Now hansom, my face changes, a strong jaw, even features, my shoulders go wide, arms strong, my breasts and hips retract. My legs turn strong. "Now back to pretty" she says. I shift to my pretty form. Now back to your self. I shift back to a slightly fuller clearly female form. I touch my now b cup breasts. The glow fades and she giggles at my form. "beleave me every student enhances them selfs" The headmistress says. "You can shift in to your pretty or hansom form any time you wish" she says. "If you had refused to take your some thing close to your old form, you would have been educated but not allowed to leave with out a human form" she says. "few students leave their human lives behind, we have internet but of course our mystic nature is not discussed out side". "you will learn new forms feeding on your fellow students and some of those forms will amaze you". she says.