My fingers ran the length of the chain, but there was no clasp! I pulled it as hard as I could but, do either to the weakened state of my now thin, feminine muscles, or some magical property of the jewel, it would not break loose. While I struggled, the transformation continued.
My body shrank and slimmed, my chest bulged, my hips twisted, and all the while I could feel a tightening in my crotch, followed by an emptiness, and then, in horror, the parting of lips. I knew then that I was a girl now.
My body transformed, my clothes and hair followed. My suit became a corset and skirt, my crew-cut sprang out into long flowing wavy locks. Everything was pink.
My wife watched it all with a cruel smile.
“As a husband, you never provided. As my daughter, you can marry rich and give me the life I deserve. I control the jewel, and the jewel controls your shape. Do we have an understanding?”
Defeated, afraid, and resigned, I nodded. My first suitor will call on me tonight.