Seth purchased a necklace that was a woman's. He was in his early 30s, single and thin being unremarkable in any way. It had a cheap gold cross on it and something drew his attention to it. He paid cash for it and took it home. Seth like to cross dress but he felt a power coming from the necklace. Pulling on a red lace bra and panties he stood in front of the mirror. He put it on and stood in front of the full length mirror. As he closed the latch he felt something hot, like boiling lava, flowing through his veins. He collapsed to the floor in a great deal of pain, as he slowly pulled himself up he saw a person standing behind him.
It was a woman, late teens or early twenties, who was modelling a ball gown. Of a light green color it hugged her curves. The swell of her buttocks and the twins near perfect orbs on her chest. The woman had red hair but wasn't covered in freckles, was tall and wearing eyeliner the same color as her gown. Her fiery red hair flowed over one shoulder, being pinned back by hair clip in the same of a butterfly. The woman was modelling the dress and ignoring Seth. She had dark brown eyes that seemly matched her hair. She felt her chest and warm orbs underneath her dress.
She then noticed Seth looking at her slack jawed.
"It seems we have a looky lou...like what you see Mr?"
Seth gulped loudly.
"Yes...yes..."
"It's been so long since I've been allowed to live. So I'll make you a bargain, best you will ever get, let me borrow your body and you can become what you're trying to dress as, how's that sound huh?"
"Yes...yes..." Seth stammered.
The woman then walked over to Seth's body, then walked into him. Seth doubled over feeling his stomach churn with the heat of the intruder inside him. He tried to move but felt as if his back had been broken. He stumbled around like a new born lamb. He tried to scream but his throat was bone dry. He felt multiple blows across his body. But he had the hard on of his life, his cock had cleared the panties and was throbbing with pleasure. Then it went limp, like an autumn leave withering away and dying.
"No" he said in a voice that matched the woman's.
His cock, balls and all, fell off leaving only the opening that developed in the lips of a vagina. Seth noticed the extreme flatness of his groin, or was it her groin now? The brown hair turned a lighter shade until it became fiery red, of course. She would have the same colored pubic hair. Twin pressures burst from his chest turning his toned pecs into budding breasts like what you might see on a tween. But they rapidly filled out showing healthy pink nipples that filled the bra that Seth was wearing. Not entirely but they pushed the cups of the red bra away from his chest as the mammary glands filled the fabric.
Her newly minted vagina felt moist as the breasts showed cleavage. His hair drew long and lightened to match the woman in the mirror. Soon he had a male face but a head full of female red locks that ran down his back in waves. Seth felt the weight on his chest jiggle and move in ways independent of his own chest. Like they had a life of their own. His chest, waist and face burned like candle wax as they become smaller, his legs shortened but became more shapely, like the woman in the mirror, his pelvic bones cracked as they turned into childbearing hips.
Her hands shrunk and became more delicate, while at the same time her lips swelled to a kissable face. Her eyes burned as they changed from green to reddish brown, matching her hair. Smoke poured off of her new body as slowly she came into focus. Her skin was flawless, white like fine china. Red lips framed by red hair she looked like a living doll. Her beauty was something that was worthy of ancient Greece. She cupped her boobs and shivered as the pleasure went through her nipples.