After a spell goes awry, Annette finds herself growing genitals that she never had before. Torn between genders, she can't help but grow obsessed over her growth spurt, as Mercie grows worried.
"Okay, let's see...this should be the spell to slice from a distance." "Oh, Annie, if you just want an apple sliced, I could do it for you..." Annette looked up at Mercedes, trying to look past her bosom at the hearty beauty standing above her. They were good friends, in spite of the age difference...
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