You start to plead with this girl. "Can you please change me back, I don't like being like this nothing feels... right," "ugg," the woman sighs, "you're lucky I like you, sadly I can't change you back, but I can stop the changes early," not thinking about what she says you agree, and you're vision is obscured by pink. As it clears you relies you're a girl in every seance of the word apart from the big, hard futa cock nestled in your leggings. The woman walks over and grabs your balls, "so you got what you wanted, now it's my turn," her hand glows pink and you dick and balls grow and grow until you your leggings can't handle the stress and tares. Your huge, long, hard futa dick springs up into the girl's hand. You fall in to a chair, panting, and the woman who caused all this presides to...