As a connoisseur of magery, you're granted the opportunity to learn fae magic! The catch? Spend five years as a fairy.


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Story Text:


You gasp as the shower of fairy dust envelops you, your body tingling while fairies flutter about chanting.  To learn fairy magic, you must spend at least five years living amongst them-- learning their culture while your body gradually saturates with fae mana.

'It's-- it's worth it...  Just five years,' you groan as you strip from your clothes, following the instructions provided earlier.  What will life as a fairy be like?  Life as a woman?  These thoughts crash through your mind as your insides tingle and churn.

You start to lose height as your body and limbs soften rapidly.  All the while, your crotch tightens and convulses, causing you to double over and let out a cry of shock.  How can anything feel so damned weird?  You never expected such sensations.

While you continuously shrink, your hips widen and your hips push outward, a deep expanding pressure pulsing beneath your navel.  The thought that you'll soon have a womb, vulva, and a full female reproductive tract is bizarre, but you're in far too deep to look back now.

"You're doing great," one of the fairies assures you.

"You'll love being a fairy-- and a girl, I promise," another says gently.

"Oooooh..."  You moan as your voice climbs another few octaves.  By now, your body has shrunk to four feet in height, with inches melting away by the second.  A pair of moth-like wings extend from your back while a small set of antennae spring forth atop your hand.  Your breasts grow in proportion to your body, feeling like inflating warm water balloons as they tingle and bounce perkily from your chest.  All the while, your scrotum empties as your genitals lower, your cock soon starting to wither and withdraw.

"Ah-- holy shit..."  You squeak in an increasingly feminine tone, slipping a lithe, lady-like hand between your legs.  You probe your genitals in shock, feeling the empty sack pulling taught while the seam down the center splits and quivers.  The remnant of your cock sucks inward and you're only able to squeeze and prod while your labia take shape and the remaining nub of your manhood makes its final transition toward becoming your new clit.

Before long, the small pink nub nestles within your nearly-formed labia, a flesh hood wrapping it snugly while your vagina and new urethra quiver and pop open amidst the folds of your feminine sex.  "That-- ahhh ooooh!"  You cry out as an orgasmic ripple erupts from your nethers and cascades through your lower body.

You cry out and shudder as you rapidly lose height and take on feminine characteristics, your new vagina opening up to your cervix, while your once masculine facial features soften and become feminine.

As your changes finalize, a couple of the fairies take your arms and gently lead you inside a cozy dwelling amidst the tree branches.  "You turned out beautiful," one of them smiles, gently standing in front of a mirror.

You shake and pant, your new sex tingling and quivering while your nipples harden beneath the cool night breeze.  It's strange how your hips move-- how your center of gravity has shifted.

As you gaze upon your reflection, your heart races, and your eyes widen.  The fairy looking back at you is gorgeous; stunning.  "I-- I will learn fairy magic," you mutter quietly, reaching out to touch the mirror.  Fairy society tends to be a paradise for those who are part of it; as you consider how well-shaped and nimble your tiny, female form is, you start to realize why so many who are granted the honor of learning fae magic like yourself choose to remain fairies after five years.

You turn toward the other fairies, your cheeks bright red.  "W-- What now?"  You ask sheepishly.

One of the fairies grins.  "There's much for you to learn; the first week will be devoted to body acclimation and showing you the wonderful benefits of having the shape of a sensual, sensitive fairy," she purrs.

A shudder runs down your spine and your loins tingle.  Yes-- perhaps you made the right choice after all.