I was lying in my room, still adjusting to the unexpected changes in my body. In our last transformation class, my friend Fatis was my partner. I calmly turned her into a lizard and back without incident, but Fatis messed up her spell. After transforming me from a cat back into a human, something went wrong.

Now I have two hefty members between my legs and a constant ache in my testicles, as if they're stretched tight from the inside. The magical mishap left me with exaggerated sexual characteristics that demand frequent release. Just thinking about it makes my new appendages stir with need.

A knock at my door interrupts my thoughts. It must be Fatis. She said she'd come by to check on me after what happened in class. I wonder if she knows the full extent of what her botched spell did to me, or if she's here to take responsibility for her mistake.