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Slowly but surely, I stood, transforming before his eyes, my T-shirt and jeans morphing into a delicate poofy pink dress, my legs exposed, hairs evaporating as my heels were forced higher and higher by the jewelled shoes strapped to my feet.
Firm muscle melted to soft curves, as my thighs rounded out, my butt expanding, waist pinching and bosom growing, heaving, weight shifting to my shoulders as a bra cupped and fastened.
My face tingled as masculine features faded away, replaced by a captivating beauty framed by blonde tresses.
And yet, I was completely oblivious. The hypnotic suggestions I’d received in the show made it impossible for me to notice the swish of my skirts, as a cool breeze tickled my bare legs and ankles. I was the very essence of femininity and yet I was the only one in the room unaware, standing in what I thought was perfectly normal, masculine clothing.
“So tell me again, Mr Magician, what exactly is it you’ve supposed to have done?” I placed my hands on my wide hips, wrinkling my feminine nose as I looked on in disbelief. No amount of hocus pocus stage magic could change an entire person, and I was going to take great pleasure in humiliating this phony in front of everyone.

Description
Slowly but surely, I stood, transforming before his eyes, my T-shirt and jeans morphing into a delicate poofy pink dress, my legs exposed, hairs evaporating as my heels were forced higher and higher by the jewelled shoes strapped to my feet.
Firm muscle melted to soft curves, as my thighs rounded out, my butt expanding, waist pinching and bosom growing, heaving, weight shifting to my shoulders as a bra cupped and fastened.
My face tingled as masculine features faded away, replaced by a captivating beauty framed by blonde tresses.
And yet, I was completely oblivious. The hypnotic suggestions I’d received in the show made it impossible for me to notice the swish of my skirts, as a cool breeze tickled my bare legs and ankles. I was the very essence of femininity and yet I was the only one in the room unaware, standing in what I thought was perfectly normal, masculine clothing.
“So tell me again, Mr Magician, what exactly is it you’ve supposed to have done?” I placed my hands on my wide hips, wrinkling my feminine nose as I looked on in disbelief. No amount of hocus pocus stage magic could change an entire person, and I was going to take great pleasure in humiliating this phony in front of everyone.