Bunny Bunny!

        I was out at this new technology place I had read about online and decided to check it out.I was fairly impressed at first but then I noticed that there was a large lack of people, I saw a few from time to time but I think what was weirdest about it was that the people I did see were all female. Other than that, they all seemed to be wearing bunny suits with soft synthetic fur that only covered their privates. It was honestly appealing to my manhood so I was lured to stay longer than anticipated.
        After wondering for about an hour I managed to find someone who suddenly took and interest in me. She had a purplish set of bunny clothes on and had long brown hair that made its way to her mid back and chest. Her body was feminine and soft with a face that had oriental features. As she was quite stunning I went to talk with her and not before too long we seemed to get along fine. Then it got a bit weird.
        "Would you like to see something cool? Only a few people get to see it." She giggled and something about her expression got sly and cunning.
        With a shrug I responded with, "Sure, I have time to kill. Lead the way my bunny bunny!"

After our little conversation she lead me through some winding corridors and into a laboratory with a lot of odd machines that hummed and made pitched sounds. She then asked me to stand in a large machine. I did as I was asked and then watched as she pressed a few buttons. Once she was done she pulled a leaver and grinned at me. "Enjoy."
        I blinked and was suddenly held in place by cold metal clamps that held my waist, thighs, and wrists. Panicking did little for me as I could no longer move and the machine I was inside started humming loudly. Pink rays of light scanned over my body and I began to tingle. With a moan I felt myself shrink to a shorter height. My face became feminine and soft and my eyes gained longer lashes with a softer gaze. I felt my hips buck out while my waist narrowed. The worst was when a shriek of pleasure flooded between my legs and a womanly slit formed where my manhood once held. My chest grew out as a sensitive pair of breast formed. My race even ended up changing as my eyes narrowed and my hair became darker than it previously was. I felt my lips gain a gloss and my hair grew out to my mid back where I know felt the pink laces of a fuzzy bra form in place. It matched a similar pair of panties now around my hips and then a pair of soft bunny ears formed on my head. "No! Stop!" I gasped as my voice had become cute and feminine.
        The girl shook her head and giggled as I felt my mind fade away into a giggly bliss. "I feel...so...cute." I giggled and skipped from the machine as it released me. I hugged her and posed against her form. "I feel so right! Thank you sister!"
         She chuckled, "No problem sweetie." 

Foxy Girl

        Just another day I thought, bah; not even close. It started as a normal day and I was just sitting around inside playing Skyrim and my sister came in and noticed I was playing as a female character and she made a joke about it.
        In my defense I prefer to play as a female because...well...seriously, why would I want to look at a dude's ass for 300+ hours? I have nothing against it but that isn't how I role. Unfortunately for me she still didn't take my answer and started teasing me for a few hours. When she finally stopped and left me alone I was relieved. By this time I was bored so I turned of the console and decided to just go watch TV in the other room where the Cable was hooked up back I was cut off by my sister who had a book in her hands and a smug smirk on her face. She chanted a few words while holding her palm to me which apparently caused a stream of pink and orange mists to float over me.
        My body began to change and I gasped as the alterations became abundantly clear. "What are you doing!?" I yelled.
        "Well, it appeared as if you liked being a woman in that game. So, I decided it would be appropriate to help you along with this desire." She giggled and crossed her arms, "Soon you'll be a beautiful woman just like your big sis!"
        I blushed and moaned as my manhood was sucked into a womanly slit and more so when my chest popped out a plump pair of breast. Fur then started to cover my entire body with specific shades in areas that would match that of a fox. My sister showed some surprise to the animilistic stages of the transformation but appeared to be enjoying it never-the-less. Ears and a tail sprouted out next and as expected I formed a muzzle with a soft black nose. Finally the last stages were completed as my hair turned a burnt red color and grew out in a pony tail down my neck, or at least I thought this was the end. I suddenly felt my mind changing as well and started to blush. Feeling beautiful as my sister said I would be and somewhat sexy as well...I couldn't help myself. I just smiled and posed. It honestly felt good to accepted my new self.

Wrong Spell

        I found myself studying a book of ancient magics that I found in some old library in a town called Sora somewhere in Europe. It was a very interesting book and I admit that at first I was very skeptical of the powers that supposedly were bonded within the pages of this ancient journal of arcane arts. First I started using elemental powers that were small and simply, like moving a bead of water from a lake or throwing a pebble like it was a bullet using nothing but my mind. However, I later ventured to a harder section of the book and found myself enthralled by the words 'ShapeShifting'. It is a no brainer, I had to try it.

        So, I learned the appropriate words and attempted to cast a spell that would alter my form but I mispronounced a very key word that seemed to make the magic take a very different turn than what I expected. My body started to change, shifting to a smaller and more slender structure. Next my hair began to grow out and gain a teal color as well as my clothes which seemed to take a more oriental mixture along with some more western additions as well. After this I couldn't help but moan at the sign that I had lost my manhood and a blushed crossed my new soft face as large breast clung to my chest. I started to panic but I couldn't do anything as my mind started to wonder off as the feminine magic started to capture my thoughts.
        I giggled and accepted my fate. To be honest, it isn't bad being a witch. You should think about casting this kind of spell on yourself. Trust me, you'll love it.