"Since you're going to become one anyway, I may as well get it over and done" Samantha snapped, lifting her right hand, which had a strong flame burning from her palm. Before you or Harry could utter a word, you started to glow.
"What are you doing to me?" you squeaked, suddenly frightened and wishing you had obeyed mom's warnings.
"I think you'd get the idea. I want you both to have a good look" Samantha cackled as without warning, your clothes disintegrated.
Your first instinct was to stare at the ash that was your clothes, but it took a second for you to remember what that meant. Samantha giggled. "Don't worry. Nobody else can see you, but it will make the next change more obvious."
"Change? Okay I get it. You're a witch and you don't like what Harry had said... Arrrghhh" you roared painfully as a spasm ripped through your body. Alarmed, you looked down and saw that your body was twisting into a new shape, mainly along your torso. While painful, the transformation was fast. Within seconds, your waist had caved in and hips flared out, forming an obvious hourglass shape. You chest too had taken on changes, becoming flabbier, and your nipples larger and darker. the worst changes were around your crotch, with your manhood greatly reduced, and rapidly shrinking, though you you was much more padded in the butt. Harry could see it too, and was the first to voice what you was both seeing.
"John! You're turning into a girl!"
"Correct. An 18 year old girl, though enough of the peek show" Samantha said, bemused. Instantly a pair of panties formed over your crotch. It feel snug, and was getting snugger. You shuddered as a matching corset formed onto your waist, making your curves even more pronounced. It did had a slightly welcome effect, as your breasts had come in, and was rapidly growing past a c cup. You couldn't help staring at your chest until they stopped growing, at dd.
"A good start, though you don't quite look right" Samantha mused. Grinning, she cast another spell, and you saw your nails lengthening, and turning hot pink. you screamed a female scream as you felt something apply itself to your lips.
"Get this off me" you yelled.
"You don't want to see your lovey nails, miss? Okay" Samantha said, as embroided white gloves formed onto your hands and started to grow and a matching bridal gown formed over your body . You turned to Harry and saw
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