My mother had just died. She was my only surviving relative and she left only two things to me: about $200,000 and a book.
After collecting these things I back home where I met my roommate, Freya. She became my roommate about a year ago from England, and we got really close, but she was gay so nothing ever happened between us. She and I shared the house and it was already paid for, so a roommate made it less lonely according to her.
Freya was a short 5'6", dyed red hair, busty with a 34C and not very skinny, a bit of a loner and wore kinda sexy glasses, but once again, she was gay. I was a 6'2" black haired loser who no-one even noticed unless they had to. I was pale from spending so much time inside, Freya and I equally pale.
"Sam, I heard about your mum." She started by giving me a hug.
"Believe me, we weren't that close, she left me money and a crappy old book, she gave the rest to charities." I sulked to my laptop.
"Still, she was your mum for 20 years, that's got to count for something!!" She nagged "At least let me buy food and we could spend time together."
Not one to pass up free food, I joined Freya, we watched TV, ending up just falling asleep.
The next morning, Freya was flipping through my new book. "Sam, this is entirely nonsense!! Here, read!!"
I grabbed the book, Freya joining me on the couch, and everything made perfect sense. "I don't know what you're talking about, this here says 'opposing gender' and then a bunch of random letters."
"Hang on," she peered at the book "Fucking magic, you understand it and I don't. Say the letters." I did then suddenly my body cracked into position, in my chest 2 growths filled my lose fitting shirt and my stomach felt like it was being churned as my cock and balls felt like they were getting sucked in.
Freya stared at me in disbelief. "I was joking about magic." She whispered.
"Wha-" my voice was higher in pitch, I looked at my hands and they were slimmer and more feminine. Looking down I saw breasts, my view shrouded by long purple hair. My hands launched to inside my jeans and boxers where I found that my dick had been replaced by a sensitive, wet pussy.
"Damn you're hot!!" Freya yelled at me. "Give me a spin!!" I stood up and spun in a small circle. She grabbed my waist, stood up and kissed me passionately. She whipped off my shirt and exposed a well toned and sexy stomach and 2 full and firm tits.
"Woah, stop!" I couldn't believe I was refusing sex "We need to figure out what's going on!" Freya stopped fondling and kissing me.
"Look at yourself, Sam, you're so fucking hot!" We raced to a mirror where I was greeted by a half naked purple haired woman, one of the sexiest I have ever seen, skinny, brown nipples, 34D firm tits, pale skin, thin arms, around 5'2" and full red lips. "Hey, do you think there's a spell to make me skinny like you?"
We raced back to the book and I put my shirt back on. "Yeah, 'perfection of form' is probably it." I imagined the spell on Freya and spoke those words, next I knew, Freya was skinny and all her spots and blemishes had disappeared. We got a smaller mirror and Freya observed all of her new features, or lack thereof.
"Hey, you still attracted to women?" Freya said, sipping on some tea.
"Well I think the gender changing spell kinda changed that."
"Is there a spell to change your sexuality?!"
"You sound far too excited." I looked into it, and it was there. I quickly said the words and just by the look of this beautiful red haired woman in front of me I was wet.
"So?" At that I leapt on top of her, kissing her neck and lips, tongue slipping through, Freya and I swapping saliva.
"Ok, wow, this is definitely a fantasy!" Freya gasped out. She and I slowly peeled off our clothes, leaving underwear. We kissed passionately, I was a virgin at that point and now, the first time I see a woman naked it's me.
Freya took my boxers and saw that the magic had taken all hair off me, leaving me with a completely clean pussy. Freya buried her head in my legs, her tongue dancing first on my tight, unused lips, then shoving it into my newly formed pussy. Crying out in pleasure I felt my approaching orgasm.