I cursed that stupid witch for blowing up the clearing. Worse yet, she had changed my clothes so I was just
wearing a hoodie. Every little breeze blew across my clit and turned me on. Hang on, I didn't have a clit ten
minutes ago.
OK, so there was a different problem. The witch had turned me into a girl who was wearing nothing but a tight
red hoodie.
"Wolf!" I screamed in a far too feminine voice.
"Here." I heard wolf reply from somewhere nearby.
"I need to find something reflective!" I shouted. A few moments later, wolf had returned with a bucket full of
water.
I wasn't quite sure whether to be glad or horrified by the fact that I came out relatively hot. I was on the
short side, only about five foot six, and really thin. Except of course, for my tits and ass. I was probably
threading the line between C and D cups, and my hips were undeniably big. I had a cute face with a little bit of
makeup and long blonde hair done up in a ponytail. All of this was confined in that size too small red hoodie.
"Screw this. I wish I was back to normal."