It took a couple of days to get eveything set up, Ginger had to be gotten out of the way. And Marcus as Ginger had to get Conor in this the right place so he would cast the spell. It all came togather on friday night after the prepp rally. Marcia was alone in the dorm when Conor watching her casted his spell. He felt the magic swirl around and through his body as normal, making the world spin crazily.
He stared at his trembling hands, as they softened becaming slender and gracefully long. Along with the rest of his huge body, long sleek legs; smooth tight stomach. His eyes rolled back, as a new miserable agony throbbed within his head the tips of his ears pointed and his face became long and anglar. Lifting himself up to stand in front of a mirror. Conor watched as his blonde hair grew longer, soon draping down past his new slender shoulders. His pale elven lips became full and sensuous, his eyes a deep vivid shade of blue. The old square chin melting into a sexy pointed elven man's. There was nothing remotely human about the figure within the mirror now. "OH FUCK I'M A ELF!" Conor mumbled, noticing his voice was now as smooth and elfish as his new body!
"And a very pretty one at that...Yoshua's twin!" A leering female voice said behind him. Turning Conor found the fake Ginger watching him as he fondled his new body. "Wow Ginger I never would have believed you were into elvens." Conor purred as he stepped out of his now far to big clothing.
"Oh I'm not Ginger." Marcus assured. "But I am into Elvens!" Marcus explained taking of the cheerleader outfit to reveal her very male lower half.
"Wha... naw it couldn't...be I saw..?" Conor stammered.
"I'm not Ginger just a polymorphed Marcus... and your my ideal mate Conny!" Marcus purred.
"Now wait just a minute!" Conor growled as best he could with his high elven voise, as he tried to cover his nakedness. "If you think for in second I'm going to let you..." Marcus roared with laughter nodding his head until Conny had to asked.
"What...?"
"Your in a trap of your own devising." Marcus explain.
"Huh?" Conor asked still none to bright.
"Didn't you read the duration on that spell?" Marcus asked.
"Ahem it always goes away after I've..." Conor grunted.
"Yes after you fuck your ideal mate." Marcus finish. "The problem is thats the way it's designed, soooo either you let me have you...or your a panzy elf forever!" Marcus chuckled lewdly.
"NO WAY!" Conor shouted.
"I got the book right here if you want to check." Marcus offered. Grabbing the spell book Conor quickly read over the spell and shuddered looking up wild eyed.
"Oh fuck."
"So as you can see you really have no choice." Marcus pointed out snickering..........