With no idea on who to become, Ty began to look through the closet to get a rough idea. He was thoroughly impressed with the variety of clothes available to him. This only made him even more indecisive as he imagined who he would become with each new dress. That is, until he laid his eyes upon a skimpy low-cut crop top and a thong.
Immediately, he picked the two out along with a sexy mesh bra, miniskirt, and a pair of heels. As he slid each piece on, he grew harder and harder imagining how he would look. He couldn’t handle it anymore, and began to rub his member through his lacy thong while sliding the skirt on, and began to use it as cum rag as well. Just as he climaxed, he shouted out “Novi Femina!”
The changes came on quick, starting with his crotch. Just as white hot ecstasy erupted from his member, it shrunk into a tight slit, squeezing the rest out as he came. His chest began to push out while his nipples rubbed against the fabric, making him even hornier. His body continued to ripple and change, leaving him stuck in a state of pleasure.
As it finally subsided, Ty looked into the mirror at a platinum blonde woman with a beautiful face framing a pair of luscious cocksuckers. His, or rather her, chest now sported a pair of G-cup breasts. Her wide hips and plump ass swayed hypnotically, making her now smooth crotch rather wet.
Despite having the look of a high-quality prostitute, Ty still felt the rather reserved on the inside, perhaps because of the conditions of the wardrobe. One quick wish was soon to fix that. “I wish that, while retaining my intelligence, I will think more like a slut. I will be less reserved and more open to sex from both genders. I will talk like a bimbo no matter what topic I’m discussing. My name is now Diana, or Di for short.”
As the wish overcame her, she immediately noticed the difference. While she could think of more robust topics, she preferred thinking in simple terms. Her posture had changed, leaning forward to emphasize both her impressive chest and her bootylicious ass. Without even thinking, she blurted out “Wow, Di, you’re such a fine piece of work.” She giggled.
As she admired herself in the mirror, she realized that her snatch was still rather wet, not coming from her previous orgasm, but because she was still rather aroused right now. She had the perfect body of a slut, and now she needed to fulfill it. She began to think of who best to seduce...