Ulima giggles and claps her hands with glee "Oh thank you Master, this girl thinks it so so nice you let her choose, she like you to be pantyhose of course. I so look forward to wearing you"
You blush a deep red, clearly embarrassed by her enthusiasm for the game but feel it would be bad form to chicken out now "Er that's good Ulima I likewise look forward to the chance to make my sexy owner look even better, so you pick the style you want. By the way any particular reason for making that choice dear?"
She comes up to you and give you a great big kiss and gushes "Oh thank you Master, you are so nice to take into account a girls wishes. I would make you the sexist pantyhose have and wear you often"
She giggles "Oh I picked those because I know Master loves to sniff our panties or pantyhose, so being those you could sniff my sex and panties as much as you like"
You blush an even deeper red as she pulls away and looks into your eyes "Master would like that wouldn't he?"
You nod your head and avoid looking at her "Um yes of course Ulima"
Just at that moment three witches materialize in the room. One gives you a look of disgust "We heard everything Mr LeMure"
"So you like women's undergarment, hmm?" said another to you then asked her sisters "Ladies, what should be his punishment?"
The first sent a bolt of magic your way effectively paralyzing you. Ulima was then invited to join the three witches as they formed a huddle. Soon the sounds of whispering emerged from the group. Rob still couldn't move,he could hear
that was going on, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.
After a few minutes, the ladies broke their huddle, joined hands in a circle and started chanting. The language was something you had never heard before and were surprised that Ulima seemed to know it. It was musical and somewhat hypnotic. You found yourself feeling relaxed and slightly drowsy.
A chorus of giggles came from the women when they finished and the lead witch said "Soon you will be the pantyhose you asked to be"
You give her a terrified "..but that wasn't for real, it was only a mind game"
She shrugged her shoulders "Whatever, too late to reverse the magic now"
A few seconds later, you started feeling very strange. It felt like you were collapsing inside of yourself! You found you could move again, but alas the only thing you could do was sit down on one the nearby mattress.
It soon became apparent that you were changing indeed, collapsing into yourself in effect. You watch mesmerized as your stomach started rolling inside your waist, with the rest of you following. Soon, your shoulders were at the same level as your hips. You now looked like your torso had been removed and your head stuck on top of your hips, but the hideous process wasn't stopping yet of course.
You soon found your head sinking inside the circle of your hips, and it felt like your face was being pressed against the inside of what used to be your groin. Before you blacked out, you saw that your skin was becoming transparent with diamond-shaped cross-hatching.
A little while later, Ulima came over to what was left of you. She quickly picked you up and stuffed you into a bag.
"Thanks sisters!" she gushed excitedly "This will be perfect for my next date!"
The head witch then magically removed Ulima's collar and brand mark and gave her some free women's clothes to wear then declared "Yes a fitting fate for an evil man who sniffed undies and kept one of us a slave"
Sometime later, a nice, young man was escorting Ulima out of the restaurant where they'd had a lovely dinner. She was dressed in a very attractive short skirt with a pair of tanned pantyhose that only made her legs that much more sexy and exciting. As the evening wore on, she thought that her coven had given her former Master a most fitting punishment then decided to bring you back to awareness, knowing part of the wonder of the magic was making the experience enjoyable for the victim.
Naturally you resented being tricked and no longer being a man, but on the other hand, due to the magic you didn't think this was completely bad either. You still had all your senses and knew what was going on it the world. The witch could also mentally communicate with you every now and then, when she wanted to. On the plus side you now had your nose right where you wanted it, at least when you were being worn, so could get a nice, long 'fix' every few days. So what if you had to spend a night or two on the curtain rod. After all, we all make a few sacrifices to get what we want, don't we?
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