So... a lot of you ask what it's actually like. The moment the runes finish glowing and the silk settles. Let me tell you about the first time I saw it happen.

I was in a dingy club bathroom. He was a big guy—all shoulders and a scowl. The panties pulsed in my pocket. I knew. I ‘dropped’ them. He picked them up, curious, dismissive. The second his fingers touched the lace, the glow was instant. He tried to throw them down, but they were already crawling up his legs, melting into his skin.

Watching his cock shrink and pull inward was... clinical. Fascinating. The sound of his jeans splitting as his hips widened. The way his pecs softened and swelled into perfect, perky tits. But the face... that's the real art. The confusion shattered into a wave of pleasure so intense his eyes rolled back. He came without touching himself, a gush of clear fluid soaking through the new silk, his back arching against the stall door with a choked, feminine gasp.

By the time it was over, he was grinding his new cunt against the door hinge, begging for something—anything—to fill him. He didn't even remember his old name.

That's the power. Not just the body. It’s rewriting a soul’s deepest wiring. The most aggressive man becomes a dripping, needy hole desperate for a rough fuck in a public place. And now... I have a fresh pair in my hand again. The city is full of men who don't know how empty they are. Who's next?

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