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“Hahah, thank god I’m not a girl; sure tits are nice but waiting like 20 minutes to use the bathroom? No thanks, and I’m not waiting with you AGAIN, just hold it in.” Mark said with perhaps a bit too much venom.

“Yeah, because I asked for god to give me a tiny bladder asshole, and let me tell you, tits are a pain in the ass and definitely not worth the hell that are periods.”

“Oh suuure it sucks so hard to be a woman with your spotless bathrooms and simps chasing after you. I guarantee it isn’t as bad as being kicked in the balls.”

Katie usually enjoyed their banter, but something was rubbing her the wrong way. The point of this trip back to her hometown was to reveal that she was a witch, but there was no harm in speeding up the process. And she had the perfect plan.

“Alright then show me how easy it is “big man” With a snap of her fingers, Mark was suddenly looking at himself. Katy had to admit she looked really good today and that look of utter confusion strewn on her fact was adorable, causing a stewing downstairs. She would “take care” of that later, she had to get back to business.

“Now before you have a complete meltdown, I’m a witch, I can cast spells, and no, I didn’t go to Hogwarts. I put you in my body so you could see how amaaaazing it is to be a woman. Also, for extra protection so you don’t screw everything up, you can’t yell, and I can see your every move.” (This was a lie but poor Marky didn’t need to know that). “So all I need you to do is go to the bathroom as me, not grope me and report back. Have fun; I’m going to enjoy peeing without needing to wipe oh, and if you screw up, enjoy becoming my pet toad for the year. Toodaloo~”

Mark’s mind was still reeling, the strange sensation of hair brushing along his neck, the slight buzz of his or was it her breasts rubbing against fabric and the freight train Katie had just dumped on him. But more than anything, his new body practically screamed at him to pee. It took all his effort to urge the unfamiliar muscles to keep the floodgates closed. He had to prove her wrong; no matter how fucked this situation was, he couldn’t let Katie win this one. Every minute was absolute agony, crossing his new flimsy limbs in a desperate attempt to maintain his or, was it, her dignity. The line moved slower than George RR Martin writes, and only after what felt like an eternity did the chance finally present itself. Mark rushed into the bathroom in a mad dash, instinctively looking for a urinal before realizing his fatal flaw. He had already begun loosening his bladder in anticipation, and the torrent was starting to be unleashed. In utter terror, he sprinted to the nearest stall, practically ripping the door open, but it was too late. An utterly alien sensation left his new slit as the hot embarrassment streamed down his legs. If Katie didn’t kill him, he’d be blackmailed for the rest of his life. All he could do was stare off into space contemplating the horrors that awaited him.

Description

Hope y'all don't hate me for doing a pp cap. I feel the use of female equipment outside of sex is underutilized in tg.

Join my Patreon www.patreon.com/riffrap to get caps like this 1 month early and exclusive caps and stories, some too naughty for DA!

Join my Discord discord.gg/x6mmg7zS ! Join for horny talk and overly analyzing tg tropes

Transcript:

“Hahah, thank god I’m not a girl; sure tits are nice but waiting like 20 minutes to use the bathroom? No thanks, and I’m not waiting with you AGAIN, just hold it in.” Mark said with perhaps a bit too much venom.

“Yeah, because I asked for god to give me a tiny bladder asshole, and let me tell you, tits are a pain in the ass and definitely not worth the hell that are periods.”

“Oh suuure it sucks so hard to be a woman with your spotless bathrooms and simps chasing after you. I guarantee it isn’t as bad as being kicked in the balls.”

Katie usually enjoyed their banter, but something was rubbing her the wrong way. The point of this trip back to her hometown was to reveal that she was a witch, but there was no harm in speeding up the process. And she had the perfect plan.

“Alright then show me how easy it is “big man” With a snap of her fingers, Mark was suddenly looking at himself. Katy had to admit she looked really good today and that look of utter confusion strewn on her fact was adorable, causing a stewing downstairs. She would “take care” of that later, she had to get back to business.

“Now before you have a complete meltdown, I’m a witch, I can cast spells, and no, I didn’t go to Hogwarts. I put you in my body so you could see how amaaaazing it is to be a woman. Also, for extra protection so you don’t screw everything up, you can’t yell, and I can see your every move.” (This was a lie but poor Marky didn’t need to know that). “So all I need you to do is go to the bathroom as me, not grope me and report back. Have fun; I’m going to enjoy peeing without needing to wipe oh, and if you screw up, enjoy becoming my pet toad for the year. Toodaloo~”

Mark’s mind was still reeling, the strange sensation of hair brushing along his neck, the slight buzz of his or was it her breasts rubbing against fabric and the freight train Katie had just dumped on him. But more than anything, his new body practically screamed at him to pee. It took all his effort to urge the unfamiliar muscles to keep the floodgates closed. He had to prove her wrong; no matter how fucked this situation was, he couldn’t let Katie win this one. Every minute was absolute agony, crossing his new flimsy limbs in a desperate attempt to maintain his or, was it, her dignity. The line moved slower than George RR Martin writes, and only after what felt like an eternity did the chance finally present itself. Mark rushed into the bathroom in a mad dash, instinctively looking for a urinal before realizing his fatal flaw. He had already begun loosening his bladder in anticipation, and the torrent was starting to be unleashed. In utter terror, he sprinted to the nearest stall, practically ripping the door open, but it was too late. An utterly alien sensation left his new slit as the hot embarrassment streamed down his legs. If Katie didn’t kill him, he’d be blackmailed for the rest of his life. All he could do was stare off into space contemplating the horrors that awaited him.