"Sweetheart?" you ask, "What do you mean by that?"
"Oh sweety, you really should just forget these useless questions and enjoy the ride. It will be much better that way. Now be a good girl and put on that teddy."
But you're growing more and more troubled by all this. "This...isn't right" you say. "Please, just change me back and let me go."
The woman's eyes flare dangerously and her smile changes to something a bit darker. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that. Make no mistake about it, I'm going to finish my work on you and you cannot stop that from happening. It's just up to you to decide whether the experience is unpleasant or orgasmic bliss."
You're afraid of this sorceress, but you decide you can't let her change you in god knows what ways. You reason that the only way to defeat her magic is to take her out fast and by surprise. As fast as you can you swing your fist at her temple, hoping to knock her out or at least stun her, but she doesn't even have to move to stop you. Her eyes flare again, this time with a glow, and you find yourself frozen in place.
She frowns as you curse and struggle in your invisible bonds. "Bad girl. Very bad girl indeed."
"Fuck you!" You yell.
"Such language!" she admonishes you. "I can see that if I am to get anywhere with you an attitude adjustment is in order." She stands and moves to a dresser and pulls out a vial. "I don't know how your sweetheart may feel if I make this little change, but if you won't cooperate it has to be done." She presses the vial to your lips, which you stubbornly keep closed, but with another flare of her eyes your mouth is forced open and soon the liquid is pouring down your throat. "That's it. Drink it all up," She says with a warm smile, "and let all those willful thoughts melt away."
Once the juice is down you start to cuss at her again but...suddenly you hesitate. It feels wrong. Why? You ought to be screaming at that bi- Oh, my, what a dirty word you almost just thought. Suddenly you're terribly embarrassed at all your boisterous behavior. Had you really tried to strike her?
NO! You shut your eyes and shake your head, trying to clear these alien thoughts. You wouldn't let her change you.
"Oh you can't resist, deary." says the sorceress. "That was my strongest submissiveness potion. It would turn the fiercest warrior into a sweet submissive kitten in no time. I assure you that what you're feeling now is only the beginning of it's affects."
You try to fight it, but you feel your willpower melting away. You begin to feel weak and timid and scared. You couldn't believe you'd tried to fight this powerful sorceress! and when she'd given you a cookie and offered to bring you such pleasure too...
"Open your eyes, girl" She commands, and you find yourself unable to resist the suggestion. When you do, you see into her powerful, deep green eyes, and you blush. You're overwhelmed, not just by her stunning beauty, but by the raw power in her gaze. You can tell this is a soul a thousand times stronger than you, can feel her energy and will pouring into you. You whimper in fear and wonder if you might escape, but you're too afraid to try. You're a helpless gazelle, cornered and frozen in terror before the gaze of the lioness.
"Ssh shh shh" she says with a finger at her lips. "No need to fear my little kitten. Remember that I promised you would enjoy this? Just give in to me, and I'll send you to heaven my sweet."
At her words your fear is transmuted, and you let her into your being. You realize it was wrong to resist her. This is your mistress. She owns you, and you are to serve. This fact is as clear and undeniable as it is that the sun will rise in the East and set in the West. The wolf hunts, the fish swims, and you serve. It is nature. You look into her eyes with only adoration now, this awesomely powerful being that has shown you your purpose. It's hard to muster words before her powerful presence, but stammering you manage a few. "I am yours, Mistress. How may I serve you?"
She smiles as she pulls down your boxers. "Lovely thing, you need only lie there, spread your legs, and accept all changes that I want to make to you as I lick you into heavenly bliss. That last part is most important. Some of my spells aren't fully effective unless the target accepts them completely, so I want you to have a mantra. As you lie there, I want you to repeat over and over in your head "I accept all changes to my mind, body and soul that Mistress Evea wills upon me. I will let her power penetrate me, own me, and remake me and she sees fit."
You shudder at her words. How was every word she spoke so sultry and erotic? You nod your assent and spread your legs, leaving your new pussy fully vulnerable to her assault. Predatory lust fills her eyes and your cute little mouth lets out a gasp at that alone. When she moves in and claims your clitoris, you cry out in bliss.
"Don't forget the mantra, my delicious little snack." she says before returning to your pussy.
"OH! oooooh oh yes mistress!" You manage to say between moans, and begin repeating the words in your head. As you do so, you begin to feel her energy and magic enter you through your pussy. It dominates your being, flowing through you at will. You feel resistance would hardly have mattered against such power, but you make sure to meet it with nothing but acceptance. You are rewarded with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, spreading out from your pussy and to the rest of you. First it assaults your thighs, and they grow luscious and full, then your hips, which grow even wider, and then your waist, which caves in further. She's turning you into the perfect specimen of femininity. As The erotic pleasure fills your ass you realize you've suddenly got a lot more cushioning down there. You watch with bliss as every inch of you is turned into the ultimate sex kitten. As the magic reaches your breasts your mistress commands you to play with them, and you obey. As you find yourself ruthlessly ravishing your own tits you watch them swell from the cute little B cups they'd been to C's. You moan and squirm under the ministrations to your pussy as they grow to D's, and by the time they are E's you are being rocked with orgasm after orgasm. As you fade in and out of consciousness you lose track of their size, but when you come down, gasping for breath, you note that they must be at LEAST EEs.
Your mistress is looking down at you with satisfaction. "I must say I think you are my best work yet, dear!"
You beam back at her. "I am glad to have pleased you, mistress!" you say.
She pats you on the head. "That's a good girl, but we're not quite done yet. We've got to make one more change. First put on that teddy, and then have another cookie, will you?" You obey and soon are looking delectable in the black teddy, and then she presses a cookie to your lips. Without hesitation you open your mouth. You can't wait to see what else your mistress has planned for you!