...Werewoman! That would certainly be interesting. I mean, seriously, I'm a male most of the time, and then on full moons I become a woman! As soon as I make the wish, I feel a tingle run through my body. I had forgotten that today was a full moon!
All of a sudden, I fall to the ground in agony. It is nearly impossible to describe the feelings that were going through my body at that moment in time, but I will try o do my best.
It was like a wave of fire was running through my body, consuming that which defined me as a male and replacing it with that which would make me a female. My feet and legs were the first to change. Again it is hard to describe the physical changes, so I will use common terms. My feet lost all hair, the skin became smooth, which happened all over my body at the same moment. My feet shrank and became more petite looking, with my legs following suit. Then came my chest. For some reason, my genitals were the last thing that changed, so in the mean time my nipples and areolas grew in diameter, and my chest ballooned outwards under it, making a feeling like my ribs were being crushed, until they stopped at what I judge by the bras I later found in my closet to be D cups.
My arms had already gone under a similar metamorphosis to the one that had replaced my male legs, and my fingernails were longer, accented by moon-colored nail polish. My face then felt like someone had turned it into a liquidous state using a sledgehammer. It then began to reform itself into a feminine yet still very recognizable version of myself, with larger lips, accented by lipstick of the same moon-colored shade as my fingernails and, as I then noticed, toenails. Once more did the pale white appear on my person as eyeliner applied itself, and dangling full moon earrings appeared. My butt inflated outwards and lost all traces of muscle tone without being fat.
Then came the big moment. How do I describe this. My penis and testicles just exploded with a very loud "Crack" sound like a gunshot, leaving blood and semen all over my crotch region, which now was nothing but smooth skin. It then cleaned itself up as the skin expanded and folded outwards, forming both my clitoris and vagina.
Okay, so I lied, my genitals weren't the last thing to change. What followed was last, but it wasn't visible. My testes shifted in a way similar to my face to become ovaries, and certain organs, such as the lungs, shrunk to make room for my womb.
As I stood up to assess what had happened to my body, new memories flooded through me. I still remembered my old life, but also realized that reality altered around me on full moons as if I had been born as a female.
I realized I had always enjoyed interacting with my sister on full moons, something I had never done as a boy (I had found her just too damn annoying), and that I was dating who had previously been my best friend, Carlos, who I knew had been thinking about proposing in this reality but had been interrupted the one time he tried.
I don't know why, but it didn't bother me that I had come into the werewoman form nude. I searched my closet for something appropriate, because I remembered that I had a date with Carlos in an hour. I finally settled on a black dress that was low in the back and covered my front quite nicely, going down nearly to my knees. I also selected matching panties and bra - moon colored of course - and a pair of purple high heeled shoes. Realizing my body was very sexy at this point, it was no wonder Carlos wanted to marry me. I also realized that the werewoman transformation must take place during the entire day on the day of a full moon. Putting my clothes on and freshening up, I walked out the door and to the restaurant.