Down on All Fours

People really should read the fine print. Even on spells.

Model: Brooke Lee Adams

There was a spell I had found that could be used to change your form. I was scrawny and weedy. Not much to look at. I wanted to change that, so I readied the spell with the thought in my mind of what I wanted to look like. Six pack hunk.

I got the entire spell ready and set up all the ritual parts. Rings of ribbon around the ground and on my arms, check. Needed a few different ingredients and plants that were a bit odd, and I mixed it all together with the final ingredient, a glass of milk. 

I read off the spell as I fastened the ribbons, and gulped down the glass of milk.

I felt it run down my throat as the ribbons started to glow, and move along my body, changing things. But the changes weren’t what I wanted. I quickly realized that this wasn’t the kind of spell I had been looking for, as my quickly reshaping limbs and body took a much more feminine form. 

I tried to fight it, but it was already happening. My entire body slimmed and accentuated to a perfect hourglass. Then the final thing happened, my chest swelled. Not just swelled, but filled. I could feel it filling, and I couldn’t help but grope myself as they grew, it felt so amazing to have them groped. Soon the weight became too much, and I fell forward onto my hands and knees. 

The spell had changed me into this woman, but I didn’t care. I felt amazing, and I loved it when guys, or anyone really, groped my tits, and let the milk squirt out. It’s still hard to stand for long periods of time, because of this weight, so more often than not, I simply stay down on all fours. It’s easier that way.