As the wave hit, your form became cloaked in bright pink energy, swirling about your form as it began to tear at your clothing, leaving not even a thread behind as it all fell away. And yet you had not even a moment to feel embarrassed about your nakedness as the magic continued to sculpt your nude form. A feeling somewhere between a massage and a tickle began to work its way around your body as all of your body hair, save for that on your scalp, began to fall away and disappear into nothingness. You gasped in amazement as your now smooth skin begins to clear, all of your scars, pimples, and other blemishes being wiped away, as if they had never existed at all leaving beautiful clear skin. You begin to run your hands over your smooth, softened skin, and you begin to laugh with joy, a laugh that began to increase in pitch as the magic began to reduce your masculinity, softening your rough edges and reducing your muscles as you slowly began to shrink in height. Soon your entire being, both voice and body, was stripped of nearly all signs of maleness, and was teetering on the androgynous precipice between boyish and girlish.
And yet, despite your diminished state, there was one part of you that was spared from such a fate, something you were VERY much made aware of as the surge of magic flowed into your smooth loins. It was as if you were being stroked by invisible hands, each passing second the “stroking” making your member stiffen and grow, perhaps even longer than it used to be. Overcome by this new lust provoking sensation, you couldn’t help but gasp in your new, girlish voice.
But even as the magic overtook you between your legs, still other changes were occurring elsewhere. A tickle of pleasure suddenly made itself known in your shoulders, seeming to grow in tandem with your lust. Both began to bloom and spiral, gasping turning to moans, turning to cries, all the while your back began to arch and ache, as the tickle suddenly turn into a burning, as if something, or some *things* were desperately trying to break free….until……
“🎶~AAAAAAAH~🎶" A final angelic feminine cry escape your lips, and with it, a beautiful pair of pure, snow white wings, burst forth from your back, newly twitching and shaking with just-formed muscles…….and then, just like that, it was over.
Exhausted, you sink to your knees, but not before catching sight of your new form in a nearby pond. You raise trembling hands to your softened and rounded face, feeling like silk under your fingers.
“Holy shit…” you squeak. “I’m…..”
“Absolutely adorable!” says a voice from behind you. You slowly turn around and see....