kengr

Waking up this morning was "interesting".

I expected the breasts. After all, that was what the spell had been for.

But having an erection, and being able to *see* it past them was not. Especially given that the breasts were rather larger than I'd expected. But I suddenly had more urgent matters on my mind. I needed the bathroom. *NOW*.

The next surprise was when I rolled out of bed. It was harder than usual to do it. Oh. Right. The hips.

I didn't have to re-learn how to walk, but I had to be really careful. My balance was pretty uncertain at first. I did manage to get to the bathroom without falling down. Which was good as I was pretty sure I'd have have lost it if I had fallen.

Dealing with that thing between my legs was another matter. I wasn't even going to *try* sitting down. I don't think it would have fit. I finally found a way to point it without feeling like I was gonna break it.

That done, I tried to get a look at myself in the mirror. I was a bit shorter, and my hips were wider. I was still overweight, but it looked like a lot of my pot belly had gone into my hips and breasts. And thankfully, the beard and body hair were gone. And my receding hairline had been restored.

Mostly what I'd expected. Except for between my legs... Arggh! It had to bee foot long. And something looked odd about the rest.

I looked at the clock, I didn't have time to deal with this. The exterminators were going to be here "between 10 and 4". And knowing my luck, they'd show up at 10 on the dot. It'd been a mistake to try this last night. But I had. And now I needed to get dressed.

Thank god I'd been cross-dressing so much. I should have *something* that'd fit.

A quick check showed that I didn't fit any of my pants. Fortunately, some of the larger panties I'd bought when I was still a bit uncertain about sizes fit. Snug, especially in the crotch. But at least the erection was gone. I managed to struggle into one of my sports bras. The others were too small. The sports bra wasn't really comfortable, but I needed something. They had to be at least DD. They were firm, but not *that* firm.

My green skirt and a black t-shirt made an acceptable outfit. I might have to explain things to the apartment manager, buit not *nearly* as many things as if I'd been naked.

I sat down to go over the spell and see what I'd done wrong. Ok, I admit it. Using a spell off the web without getting a pro (or at least a skilled amateur) to check it isn't that bright.

But I thought I was skilled enough. And actually, I guess I was. I mean, when you get right down to it, it *did* do what I wanted. I just wasn't clear enough, apparently.

I'd wanted a female body. I'd gotten that. A bit better than I'd expected. But obviously something wasn't quite right.

After going over it carefully, I realized that my somewhat conflicted nature had likely been responsible. I'd asked for the body of my dreams. And forgotten that my dreams were occasionally a bit odd. I guess It'd gotten a bit more than I'd intended.

I'd just have to wait for it to wear off and try again. Or maybe it could be dispelled? Better check more carefully.

Oh $^%^^$&&!

I just realized I left out a word when I recited the spell... It's not going to wear off.

Oh great, they're knocking on the door...

This has been a rabbit-hole day post. It is not real.

Drat.