Hazel blinked, staring at the magical mirror in front of her. She was very different than she was before. Her previously human face was replaced with the angular muzzle similar to the witch Adrianna’s. She had even sprouted some antlers on her head.
What got to her the most though, surprisingly enough, was the fur. She had gotten mostly used to the scales she had grown on her lower half, but now her former humanoid upper half was fully fuzz covered. It felt… interesting… especially the part where there was now hair mats compressed under her breasts. It was an interesting sensation.
“So uh… Ma’am…. How long will I be like this.”
Adrianna shrugged, “If you don’t learn control then forever. What you should be focusing on is not the mirror but yourself. How did it feel to change?” Hazel remembered the feeling of the rippling flesh. The cracking of her skull bones as they changed shape. The itching of the fresh fur sprouting over her body. The eruption on her head as the antlers started to grow. “It was unpleasant…” Hazel said at last.
“That’s a bit of a problem you should work on. Hold onto how it felt but try to imagine it feeling nice.”
“NICE?!” Hazel turned her serpentine body towards the sergal deer woman, “How is being ripped apart supposed to be ‘nice’?”
“Because you can be anything. Whatever you consume. You are what you want, whatever you can dream.” As Adrianna spoke her own antlers started to grow longer. Her toes retracted into her feet and reformed into harder stumps and eventually into hooves. Her angular muscle mouthed and constricted, giving her a rounded nose and tilted brow of a deer rather than a sergal. She smiled, showing her sharp teeth changing to blunt grinders. Even her muscles seemed to smooth and slender out. It took only a few moments to finish and the hybrid witch was now a deer. Her body had gone from muscular and predatory to slender, lithe and with gentle curves. She wasn’t taller than before but with her much more lean build she seemed almost too long. The very limited clothing she was wearing no longer fit her and gently fell off her slender body as she walked over to Hazel.
Hazel for her part started to blush watching the change. It was… somehow beautiful to see it, not horrifying like she had expected and felt in herself, and there was… something about this new look that was enticing. Hazel found herself thankful for her new fuzzy face. It should hide her blush. “Uh.. w-what’s happening right now?”
“I said last time I wanted payment for helping you. You get lessons but I want a piece of what you are. Your genes.”
“R-right and you were going to take…. My milk, but… but I’m not lactating.”
Lithe fingers traced up Hazel’s sides and over to her tits, “I’ll cast a few powerful spells, you’ll be making milk like a mother of five in no time. That is unless you want me to get you lactating the fun way.”
Hazel felt a poke on her stomach and glanced down to see a firm angular erect cock poking her, a cock that definitively did not exist before, “You can… grow a…”
“Turning male, or male enough is a lot less intense than species swapping my dear.” Adrianna said, “Now, shall it be the spells or while I give that womb of yours a workout?”
Hazel shuddered, she inhaled sharply at the thought and felt herself blushing, her heart accelerating, and her nipples hardening. “l-lets just… the spells please… ma’am I … nnnn”
“Disappointing, but fine” Adrianna gripped onto hazel’s naked fuzzy breasts and started a chant. Hazel could feel the influx of whatever she was doing hit her tits. The girls started to feel sore, pressure built up inside them all at once. The feeling got intense, very intense. Hazel moaned and found herself arching her back. Her antlers scraping on the wall of the tree based witch’s home she was in as the sensation continued to grow. At its height she started considering taking Adrianna up on her offer to knock her up anyway for how Horny the effects on her breasts were making her.
When the soft muzzle of the deer woman latched onto her nipple and started to suck, and Hazel felt milk flow from her engorged breasts like a faucet, she couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed onto the deer woman’s antlers and held on tight, moaning and shuddering as she started to cum, just from the breast stimulation.
As she came she started to sink to the floor, only to find something catch her. Vines coiled around her arms and midsection lifting her and keeping her tits in ideal sucking position. Sucking was exactly what was happening too. Adrianna was going AT it, slurping and gulping the the surprising volume that came out of Hazel’s breast. Hazel for her part couldn’t believe how much stimulation could come just from her boobs. She started to thrash, still riding out the first orgasm and already feeling another approach. When the witch switched to her other tit she did cum again, juices flowing from her nethers and milk from her bust, some into the hungry maw of the deer woman, and some dribbling onto the forest floor.
Hazel tried to grip Adrianna’s antlers to ride out the experience, but her hands missed. Glancing down she noticed the witch’s large set were retracting rapidly. Her face was shortening too, and her hair retracting. Hazel watched in helpless astonishment at what was happening, and just when she was about to have a third orgasm the witch finished, and stepped back.
Hazel was surprised to not only see a human woman, no mutations or odd features at all, but also one who looked an awful lot like… herself. Adrianna had a curvy body, long dark hair, amble breasts and showed not the slightest bit of embarrassment over her nudity.
“Y-you’re… me?” Hazel gasped, even as her tits and vagina continued to both drip.
“No. I’m me. And what you are is part of me now, as what I am I part of you.” Adrianna explored her new pink furless body, rubbing her plump rear, her hourglass sides, her heavy tits, “Bit chilly with no fur, but there’s some aesthetic appeal to this, I suppose.”
“So easily…”
“Yes. Practice practice my dear.” Adrianna smiled with hazel’s former face, “Now, when you are finished cumming, we can get back to your lessons.”
