So Flare crouched there with a bit of hestitation in his
eyes.
Then he remembered a childhood incident when a gang of
other male dragons had ganged up on him.
It looked like no one was going to come to his rescue.
But then his much younger sister,who was barely out of the egg had
entered and ,with that sort of inner self worth and superiority
drive she'd been born with,came in and more or less told the
bullying guys to
go hang themselves.
Physically they could have flattened her with a stomp of a foot,
but on the self worth,confidence and drive in life meter
she had them beat.
The guys had coughed in embarassment and quickly gone away.
Flare wanted what his sister Amber had been born naturally with.
And so he squeezed hard on the gene-bomb and the magic exploded
exploded around his body just like any other tf magic he'd applied to other
guys.
Now the gene-bombs Flare had experience with,male tf gene-bombs
quickly collapsed as the magic sank into the flesh.
It took 99 seconds for those things to do their tf'g,and since magic is
essentially a body hugging gas that surrounds the body
like Earths atmosphere,if you go quickly take a bath or stand in front of a really strong fan or just vacuum the red gas up with a vacuum,
you can easily stop a tf or reverse it if you change your
mind in those 99 seconds.
Well the femalizing magical gas that was surrounding Flare
wasn't red,it was blue.
And after 99 seconds,the 3 inch blanket of magical gas that clung to him
hadn't sunk into his hide and vanished or even blown away in
the strong wind gusts that were starting to pick up.
The blanket of blue female magic gas just stayed and clung to him.