Michael squeaked in his new high-pitched voice after taking only two steps and was now leaning his little hand against the wall. His massive chest still swayed from his steps, although he stood still and he could still feel the ripple in his big ass. He had no idea where he was or what to do, although the walls seemed familiar to him. His thoughts were interrupted by female laughter from the next room and the sounds of lovemaking. Instantly Michael remembered that he had seen pictures of this place on the Internet and that it was an elite brothel.

He ended up here with this body just a few minutes ago after a ritual performed by these fucking goth girls from his school. A couple of months ago, he slept with one of them at a party and then this girl for some reason decided that now she would be his girlfriend. Michael quickly told her to stop thinking and telling everyone that she was his girlfriend, but she still wrote and called him, so Michael had to be rude to her.

He often saw her later at school and saw that she was angry with him. He had great authority at school among his peers and was loved by girls, so he wanted to hide this unfortunate incident and told everyone that this girl had invented everything.

One evening, when he was returning home, someone hit him from behind, and then he woke up tied to a chair. There were several gothic girls around him and one of them was the same girl. He threatened them and said that they would have problems, but the girls just laughed. They stood around him and spoke strange Latin words, as if some kind of ritual and Mark noticed that his body was changing from these words. He felt his hands clench and become weak and thin. Two large hills gradually formed under his shirt. All this was accompanied by headache and burning, especially in the groin area. He shouted and asked them to stop hearing how his voice was gradually becoming feminine and even too feminine, at the end he spoke like a little girl and was afraid to think about what he now had under his shirt, because from the pressure several scares fell off and he lost consciousness ...

Michael woke up on the cold floor. His head ached terribly and something was definitely wrong. He felt the cold floor with his big breasts and realized that he was lying absolutely naked. His body now had completely different shapes, all his muscles disappeared and his arms became small and weak. He squatted down and felt the immense weight of his new chest pulling his skin to the ground. In the reflection on the wall in a large mirror, he saw his own face, even with the same hairstyle, but an absolutely female body.

The attempt to get to his feet failed, because, thanks to the curse, now he could not walk like an ordinary person. He could only walk on toes (tiptoe) or heels, and this became obvious when he saw heels next to him.