Brent brushed the long red hair with his now tiny fingers and felt it pull against his scalp as it extended in front of his tiny button nose and then fell. He could feel sway of breasts as he leaned forward, sensitive nipples brushing the fabric of a flimsy top. He squeezed his legs together and could feel not just the lack of his penis and balls, but something new, strange, wet, and electric.
“Oh my God, I’m a girl” Brent exclaimed out loud and then boggled at the sound of her new voice, raspy, sultry and not masculine at all.
“Now and forever” Came the old woman’s voice behind her. “In justice for the woman you harmed!”
Brent turned in shock “What woman? Who did I harm?”
“Rebecca!” The woman said, taken aback.
Brent shook her head, red hair swaying. “I don’t know a Rebecca!”
“Wait” The old woman said. “You’re not Brett McDonald?”
“Brent McDonald! N. T.!” She replied.
“Oh, I’m so sorry for the mixup!” The woman looked panicked and dismayed.
“So you will change me back?” Brent asked hopefully.
“Again, I am so sorry!” The woman repeated “The spell can only be cast once and it’s irreversible!” Then she vanished
Brent sighed. This would take some getting used to.