“You had a week of practice Owen, now it’s show time! Your outfit, your strut and your jiggle better be perfect on that cat walk or I am dumping the reversal potion down the drain!” Kathy waved the little vile she kept on a chain around her neck before she turned and left Owen alone to get dressed.
A week ago, Owen had given Kathy a well meaning critique of one of her designs, but awkward wording and short tempers had turned that critique into a massive argument that led to Kathy dosing Owen with a magical feminization potion and told him that the he would be modeling the outfit in question once the transformation completed a week later if he wanted the antidote.
Hour by hour, day by day, Owen’s masculinity melted away as his body slowly transformed. He had been terrified. For the first couple days, he could hide what was happening, but by the third day, his voice changed and the curves had become too prominent to hide. Reluctantly, he had to start wearing a bra, and presenting as a woman while learning how to walk and pose for the show.
The surprise came, when Owen realized that he no longer dreaded the next changes he would find every morning and liked what he saw in the mirror. Today, when he awoke without a penis, the transformation complete, rather than lament the last bit of lost masculinity, he was happy to see how his panties now curved cleanly without a bulge. As he pulled on his stockings, he intentionally poked a nail through causing a run. Kathy’s curse was the greatest gift Owen never knew he wanted and he was never going back!