As Felicia's body swelled with new curves, making her skimpy outfit even skimpier, her face burned with shame.
She couldn't even enjoy watching Peter shooting confetti and laughing like a real ass on the floor. At first
she crossed her arms and frowned but quickly realized that just emphasized her cleavage even more, her breasts
threatening to pop out and bounce everywhere. Felicia quickly dropped her arms.
That's when someone decided to speak up in the audience. "Show us your tits!" called a male voice. He had
obviously listened to Peter's rhyme carefully and now wanted to test out the effects. In more ways than one.
She wanted to tell him to screw off, maybe even shoot him the finger. She wanted to hide her face in shame and
just go home. She wanted many things at that moment, but she didn't get any of them. Instead her hands moved
up to her chest, her fingers curling into the top of her dress. With a yank she pulled it down and her breasts
popped forth, large and pink and round. For a moment, she wore a look of shocked horror. Then, in a flash, it
was gone, replaced by a bright, buck-toothed smile.
"Wooo!" shouted the same male voice, followed by several appreciative wolf whistles and other cat-calls of
male appreciation. In response to their encouragement, Felicia found herself shimmying back and forth causing
her breasts to jiggle and bounce. Her smile widened and she even winked as her nose and ears twitched.
"Yeah! Now show us your ass!" called another voice.
Still unable to help herself, Felicia turned and yanked up the bottom of her dress. She winced as her new tail
caught on the fabric before pulling free but her smile never left. Her bottom was revealed, as were her black
lace panties. Normally she wore white cotton ones, but apparently Peter's earlier spell had transformed them
as well. Her body bounced in place, much like the rabbit she now resembled, making her breasts jiggle and her
ass wiggle around.
She'd had enough. Through her locked smile she began to speak. She didn't care if anyone heard her, she just
wanted the attention back on that jerk.
"A double rhyme? Now it's my turn to be what you call cute, your hands and arms and shoulders grow to show you
are a brute! Your hands are now the sexiest things to your horny prick, you'll hit on them like a girl then
use them to stroke your dick! And as you stroke, you horny jackass, you'll make quite the scene, and your cock
will grow and change and swell until it's quite obscene!"
Now that she'd taken her turn it seemed her body was back under her control, at least for the moment. Felicia
quickly pulled her short skirt down and tried to stuff her boobs back under cover. What she wore was still too
revealing and she was still too sexy in front of too many people, but at least she wasn't exposing herself
anymore. She turned to watch her spell start to take effect.
It started in Peter's shoulders. He had managed to get back to his feet after his last bout of laughter and so
far was managing to hold in anymore bursts of confetti. He was smirking at her embarrassment but his
expression quickly changed as his shoulders started to bulge and grow, straining against the blue fabric of
his wizard robe. They doubled in size, then tripled, the seam starting to strain. Then the growth started
moving downward, his muscles bulging and swelling up. His arms lengthened until his fingers ended around his
knees, muscle growing and growing all the way down. With a rip, Peter's wizard sleeves finally gave way,
allowing his thick beefy arms some freedom. His fingers thickened as his hands grew into meaty mitts that were
easily the size of his own head.
Felicia's smile was genuine as she watched. This was only the first part of what her spell would cause, and
looking at his hands he would need a much bigger piece of meat between his legs to enjoy himself properly. Her
smile turned into a wicked grin, waiting to see what happened next.