“Damn, it’s been a long day!” Juan laughs as you unlock the front door, “Thanks for letting us stay the week, we were having a lot of trouble finding an affordable place in town for our vacation.”

“My pleasure!” You reply, holding the door open for your friends as they file into your modest home.

“I’m gonna turn on the news, hopefully nothing too catastrophic happened while we were gone…” Trey mumbles, putting his feet up on the couch as you go to get everyone drinks from the fridge.

The kitchen smells fruity, like someone just cut open a bunch of berries. You recognize the scent, but can’t exactly place it… You ignore the pervasive smell as you grab a few sodas, distributing them with a smile before slowly realizing…

“Someone hexed my house, we gotta get the hell out of here!!” You shout, dropping your soda on the floor as your friends look at you with bewilderment.

“Why would someone do that?” Quin scoffs, “What magicians do you know anyway??”

“Dude, you haven’t seen on the news?

They’re playing pranks on random people, it’s crazy!” You explain, feeling more and more crazy as you preach to a confused crowd.

“You’re just on those conspiracy sites again, why on earth would anyone do that?” Don chuckles, putting you at ease with his wise laugh.

Trey doesn’t seem relaxed though, keeping quiet as you join in on the jokes at your expense.

“I do smell magic though, and none of us know a magician…” He trails off, making you hesitate and consider your initial assumption.

“Run!!” You exclaim, getting ready to dash out of the house in hopes of avoiding any drastic changes.

“Are you crazy??” Juan demands, heading back into the kitchen as you pick up your soda can from the floor, “I’m not going back out today, I’m way too tired! You guys could go, but I’m staying. Is it okay if I have a banana by the way?”

“Yeah, and bring one for me too!” You reply, agreeing with Juan as your back screams for a rest after all the walking you did today.

“I think there’s something going on, fellas…” Trey monotonously announces from the living room, “Come check it out!”

You and your friends hurry to the tv, just in time to see a house similar to yours suddenly erupt into a giant carnival tent. Clowns in skimpy outfits come riding into the street on unicycles, unnaturally large breasts bouncing as they try to balance before the feed suddenly cuts back to the studio.

“And we’re hearing reports about this all over town; so if you smell berries, get outside!” The news anchor warns smoothly, “Wait… berries?? I smell berries right now! Damn it!!”

The channel cuts to commercial as your heart sinks, but before you can process a thought you hear female voices. They speak in sync and sound exactly the same, cheerfully beckoning for your attention as you look away from the tv.

“Who are you?” You ask the sexy twins standing before you, bubble butts jiggling as they lick their lips and giggle.

They don’t respond, giggles only getting louder as their asses literally inflate before your very eyes. Their lips plump up quickly as well, and you feel yourself grow erect as the girls’ attention is drawn to your crotch.

“What’s happening??” You cry out, “Where’d my friends go??? Juan!!”

You run to the kitchen, hoping your friend will be there to help you sort everything out.

Instead you walk in to see a petite schoolgirl, half a dozen banana peels strewn about the floor by her feet. She holds another banana in her hand, tongue flicking the tip like she’s about to give the fruit a blowjob.

“Grab a banana, cutie; they’re delicious!” The beautiful girl giggles, throwing a banana to you with a wink.

You jump out of the way, knowing the banana’s cursed by some type of magic. It’s not that you never thought about being a woman, you just don’t want to lose yourself in a made up bimbo character.

But the banana’s just calling for your lips, maybe just one little kiss…

No!

The magic begs for your participation, but you overpower your desires and ignore it. It’s almost impossible to ignore, the gravity of your attention being sucked in by the powerful aura.

“This is crazy!” You suddenly hear Quinn enter the kitchen, “I need some tea to calm myself…”

Before you can say a word, Quinn takes a mug from the cupboard and starts preparing a drink. You watch in awe as his ass slowly starts expanding, becoming a large bubble as Quinn’s hips jut out and spread wide.

His serious face takes on a cheery complection as his stubble fades, and a fountain of fiery red hair pours out from his scalp. None of the changes seem to hinder Quinn for even a moment, leaving him oblivious as his clothes struggle to fit his brimming curvaceous figure.

“You’re making me feel really self conscious…” The busty milf giggles, taking a sip from her tea as you try to close your gaping maw.

Interacting with anything in the house will transform you. You have to leave now!

You run to the door without another thought, turning the knob quickly and flinging yourself out into the bright light of the sun.

Wasn’t it hot before?

Why are you so cold right now??

You grab your bare shoulders, shivering as goosebumps rise along your exposed torso. Your butt jiggles behind you as the cold shakes you, thighs plumping up as a silky bikini bottom wedgies your plumping behind.

Where are you? 

The beach is empty save from a smiling man standing beside you, handsome and oddly familiar as your rock hard nipples almost pierce your bikini.

“Get the picture quickly, I’m freezing here!” You hear yourself chirp, “The magazine said I could be on the front page tomorrow if I send the shots fast enough!!”

“You can’t wait till it’s nicer out?” Your boyfriend asks, taking pictures of you as your cold grimace tries to twist into a pretty smile.

Maybe he’s right, like usual…