Spellbound

[cautiousswitch]

“That was a little intense.”

“Role play can be,” Mistress Andrea said as she unstrapped me from the table that had served as an altar.  “But enjoyable?”

“Yes,” I agreed, “In a scary sort of way.  But that gets the adrenaline going.”

“It does.”  The dome blew out a candle.  “I noticed you seem to like the adrenaline rush, so I tried to make this as realistic as possible.”  She blew out another candle.  “That’s why I performed the ritual correctly instead of making something up.”  She blew out the last candle that was standing around the table and turned the wall switch on.

“Ritual?”

“I cast a spell on you.  Nothing you have to worry about, I am a professional after all.”

I laughed.  “Really? What kind of spell did you cast?”

“It’s called a passive gender swap spell-“

“I’m still a man,” I interrupted.

“Passive.  If you put on women’s clothing your body will reshape to fit them.  Wear men’s clothing and you stay a man.  Like I said, I wanted it real but I didn’t want to do anything that you couldn’t control.  Since you aren’t into feminization I figured this wouldn’t be a problem.”

I laughed again.

“You don’t believe me?” She went to her sissy boudoir and returned with a brassier.  “Let’s find out.”  I continued to laugh.  “It’s only a B-cup so it’s not like you’ll be acting super girly or anything like that.”  I hesitated.  “I’ll make you a bet.  If the spell didn’t take then I’ll give you three free sessions, if it does then you go into chastity for a month and pay me to be your keyholder.”

We had always gotten along and I had always tried to be a good client, so her giving me a free session might be her way of showing her appreciation, but three? Of course, I couldn’t pass the chance up.  “Give that to me.”

I had no experience putting a bra on myself and she had to help me, which at first distracted me from the fact that my body was reshaping to fill it.

“What the-“ I gasped when I noticed it.  I felt a little light-headed and staggered a bit.

“Careful, you seem to have shrunk about an inch.”

“What?” I said taking a chair.

“A woman who would wear would be about six inches shorter than you.  Even though the rest of you is still masculine some adjustments seem to have been made.  On the plus side, it fits you perfectly.  A lot of women would be jealous of someone whose body will fit anything they try on.”

“But I look like a freak!” I could see my reflection in a mirror and I did look like something from The Inquirer.

“You do have a man’s face.”  She thought for a second.  “I bet some make-up would take care of that.  Come on.”  She went back into the sissy boudoir.  I started to protest but by now curiosity was getting the better of me so I followed.

Seated before her makeup station I watched as a coat of foundation altered the basic shape of my face.  When she applied the rouge I could feel my cheekbones shifting.  Lipstick made my lips pouty and narrowed my chin a little.  Eyeshadow altered my temples and forehead.  All throughout this my hair grew out a little until it was shoulder length.  I could pass for my *** if I had one.

“I don’t believe it,” I said in a high alto.  “I guess you win the bet, mistress.”

“The bet? Oh yes.  Come on.”  She led me back to the main room.  I had to go slowly as I had shrunk a little more and wasn’t used to being this height.  “I’ll admit, I’m a little surprise.  I’ve been able to do some simpler spells so I knew this was real but the results are more amazing then I had expected.  Stand there and spread your legs.”

I obeyed and a few seconds later she put her arms around my waist and I felt the cold metal of a chastity belt press against my cock – against my vagina.  My waist had thinned and my hips widened to fit in perfectly so that she didn’t have to fiddle with the lock.

“Andrea!”

“Mistress Andrea,” she corrected.

“What’s the big idea? I didn’t agree to a woman’s chastity belt.”

She gave me a quizzical look.  “Well, why would-? Oh! Sorry, you looked so convincing I almost forgot.”

“Well get this thing off of me!”

She started to put the key in the lock then stopped.

“You know my rules.  If you ask to be released before your chastity sentence is up then I extend it by a week.”

“What!”

“You agreed to chastity and knew the rules.  It was up to you to clarify before we started this.”

“But-“

“Safety is a factor.  If the belt is too small then I’ll replace it with another, but that spell has made this one of the best belt fits I’ve ever seen.”

“But-“ I ran my hand over the belt trying to get it off.  I realized that if she had put panties on me I still would have changed and would now be rubbing my pussy and wondered what that would feel like.  Oh god, the thought of that was making me horny.  I ran my finger along the edge of the belt hoping to get under it somehow.

“I guess under the circumstances I could make an exception.”

“Mistress Andrea,” I stopped her from reaching for the lock.  This was a completely different sensation than previous chastity play I had done and the novelty of it was becoming more appealing.  I knew that I might regret this later but couldn’t help myself now.  “I don’t think the clothes I wore here will fit me so well.  Do you have something I can borrow to wear home?”

She looked at me in disbelief for a second.  “Are you sure?” I nodded.  “You’ll stay like this for a month.”

“Five weeks,” I reminded her.

[mistressjol00789]

Nice sissy story