Still in shock at your sudden change and shock you look down at your body after crying out defiantly. You see the source of some discomfort as your body has reshaped itself to feminine proportions, your hips swollen and shapely with your waist tighter and smaller. Your Jeans grip those curvy hips tightly and painfully.
“What…what the hell have you done to me?!” You feel a well of emotions: rage anger frustration, vulnerability.
“You wished to be more attractive to the opposite sex.” The strangely handsome Rabbit-man snickers, “Thought you could slip that one by me didja bub?” His eyes looking you up and down as he smiles. “Lemme do you a favor before ya fall over!” His eyes lock with your body and you feel the tight constricting jeans around your hips loosening.
“What the hell are you doing?” Looking down you see the Jeans becoming a leathery skirt that feels tight, comfortable and slinky. While your shirt becoming a bra-like top equally black and equally sexy.
“One of those comfort things I can make…” The genie says with a lustful grin. “…It sure makes me a bit more comfortable wit looking at you”
You have to admit, in a strange way, you look sexy. Your long lightly furred legs, your tail sticking up out of your skirt a bit, the bands of a red thong riding up your hips on either side of its fluffy appearance, your breasts firm and perky and standing up. But this is wrong… isn’t it?
Your hands stray to the skirt itself for a moment as you feel the familiar bulge absent, a very slight mound having replaced it that seems a bit warm from your admiration of your own body
“Whattaya want now…Mistress…” The strangely handsome rabbit genie says posing a bit seeming to stand closer to you, almost advertising its potent masculinity. “…Maybe we could help relax you…”