As Allison reveals the truth, the illusion of masculinity falls away, you're a woman!
"You can't!" you protest, even as your trilling girly voice contradicts you.
"Please... Allison, restore me!" You reach out to snatch at her shoulders, hoping to shake her back to sanity. However, you lack the strength for that.
"I will... I will, my Hefty Heather." she assures, "After out little Euro trip."
Allison's nerdy streak ensuring she dressed down, and casual for the long flight.
"You never saw me as a woman." she snarled. "Now I may not dress the most frilly, or feminine. That's not my taste." she continued on, "But, you. You, my hefty beauty will be all girly and flambouyant, and definitely dress to appeal."
As she finished speaking, it felt like another layer of illusion fell away, as you truly became Hefty Heather.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.29 seconds at 12:43am on Apr 23, 2025 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author