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My wife Brianne and I have a fun little habit. Maybe I should say, 'had'. I'm into... well, magic. Fairies, witches, genies, sorceresses, transformations, a little bit of hypnosis and being dominated by a woman -if you're on this corner of the internet, you know the drill.

Of course, we both thought magic didn't exist. But she was still willing to dress up for me, on special occasions, and we'd play around a little. She'd be the witch, or the fairy or whatever, and I'd pretend to become a dog and give her some attention, or I'd be put under a spell of submission and do whatever she asked.

She was never really as into it as I was, but she loved me, so we'd do a bit of roleplay every few months. I would have thought that she would enjoy being able to boss me around, but in fairness the fact that the "spell of submission" wasn't real meant I was liable to get bored before finishing the household chores. She complained that it all felt goofy without real magical powers, and that I was interested in a fantasy rather than her. She said if she had real magic maybe she'd show me a thing or two. I didn't take the last bit seriously, more fool me.

I came home one day to find a vision that would have been incredibly sexy even for a person without a witch kink. Brianne normally wore a cape or a cloak when we were roleplaying, but today she was wearing just three things, each new to her wardrobe -a witch's hat, a thin brown magic wand, and a set of lingerie that left very little to the imagination. She smiled as I came in. "Well, hello there, husband David. Fancy seeing you here." She indicated her new outfit. "I was just about to go for a broomstick ride around the block and test out my new duds, but if you're here perhaps I'll test a few spells on you first."

She sauntered up to me slowly and we kissed, my excitement kindled. She frowned. "That wasn't much of a kiss." She took a few steps back and pointed the wand. "Now do it properly."

I noticed sparks coming from the end of her wand -apparently it had special effects. I noticed my steps felt a little more controlled than usual. Apparently I was hornier than average, too, as I felt my body grab her and kiss her roughly in a way that I wasn't used to. I liked it, and I could tell that she liked it too, leaning closer with a sigh. But then she looked up with a mischievous grin.

She twirled the wand, and again sparks appeared, larger and longer-lasting than before. "Your first kiss wasn't good enough for your magical mistress, I'm afraid. So you've got to be punished. I'll have to transform you into something as harmless as that kiss... bibbidi" (she twirled the wand left) "bobbidi" (she twirled the wand right) "bunny rabbit." (And a tap to my nose completed the spell.)

I expected to curl up on the floor and "hop" around for a short while. I had always felt a little sheepish during our "transformations"; there wasn't much to actually be done while I was "transformed", and I was sure Brianne didn't enjoy it. But I felt a different sensation this time. My rear felt like it was growing. Not growing larger, but growing... a tail. A small tuft; the tail of a bunny.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I was distracted by my growing front teeth. I fell forward, changing limbs unable to support me as my skin grew fur. "It's happening," I thought, unable to speak through the rapid changes to my body. But my thinking grew fuzzier as my fur grew to cover more of my body, and thoughts about how sexy this was were replaced with thoughts of grass and carrots.

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"Shit!" A burst of sparks left Brianne's wand and left a pile of dung. "Shit, shit!" Each word left more sparks and more dung. "OK, OK, calm down..." Magic was swirling all around the room now, sparks eager to enact Brianne's every whim. She set her wand on a table and looked down at her transformed husband. "Well. I have magic powers. No, wait, this is amazing... I actually have magic powers! I changed my husband into a bunny rabbit! Completely by accident, admittedly." The sparks in the room had dissipated a bit, but she angrily waved the rest of them off. "OK, let's put David somewhere safe. And clean this pile of... shit, I guess, up."

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My wife Brianne and I have a fun little habit. Maybe I should say, 'had'. I'm into... well, magic. Fairies, witches, genies, sorceresses, transformations, a little bit of hypnosis and being dominated by a woman -if you're on this corner of the internet, you know the drill.

Of course, we both thought magic didn't exist. But she was still willing to dress up for me, on special occasions, and we'd play around a little. She'd be the witch, or the fairy or whatever, and I'd pretend to become a dog and give her some attention, or I'd be put under a spell of submission and do whatever she asked.

She was never really as into it as I was, but she loved me, so we'd do a bit of roleplay every few months. I would have thought that she would enjoy being able to boss me around, but in fairness the fact that the "spell of submission" wasn't real meant I was liable to get bored before finishing the household chores. She complained that it all felt goofy without real magical powers, and that I was interested in a fantasy rather than her. She said if she had real magic maybe she'd show me a thing or two. I didn't take the last bit seriously, more fool me.

I came home one day to find a vision that would have been incredibly sexy even for a person without a witch kink. Brianne normally wore a cape or a cloak when we were roleplaying, but today she was wearing just three things, each new to her wardrobe -a witch's hat, a thin brown magic wand, and a set of lingerie that left very little to the imagination. She smiled as I came in. "Well, hello there, husband David. Fancy seeing you here." She indicated her new outfit. "I was just about to go for a broomstick ride around the block and test out my new duds, but if you're here perhaps I'll test a few spells on you first."

She sauntered up to me slowly and we kissed, my excitement kindled. She frowned. "That wasn't much of a kiss." She took a few steps back and pointed the wand. "Now do it properly."

I noticed sparks coming from the end of her wand -apparently it had special effects. I noticed my steps felt a little more controlled than usual. Apparently I was hornier than average, too, as I felt my body grab her and kiss her roughly in a way that I wasn't used to. I liked it, and I could tell that she liked it too, leaning closer with a sigh. But then she looked up with a mischievous grin.

She twirled the wand, and again sparks appeared, larger and longer-lasting than before. "Your first kiss wasn't good enough for your magical mistress, I'm afraid. So you've got to be punished. I'll have to transform you into something as harmless as that kiss... bibbidi" (she twirled the wand left) "bobbidi" (she twirled the wand right) "bunny rabbit." (And a tap to my nose completed the spell.)

I expected to curl up on the floor and "hop" around for a short while. I had always felt a little sheepish during our "transformations"; there wasn't much to actually be done while I was "transformed", and I was sure Brianne didn't enjoy it. But I felt a different sensation this time. My rear felt like it was growing. Not growing larger, but growing... a tail. A small tuft; the tail of a bunny.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I was distracted by my growing front teeth. I fell forward, changing limbs unable to support me as my skin grew fur. "It's happening," I thought, unable to speak through the rapid changes to my body. But my thinking grew fuzzier as my fur grew to cover more of my body, and thoughts about how sexy this was were replaced with thoughts of grass and carrots.

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"Shit!" A burst of sparks left Brianne's wand and left a pile of dung. "Shit, shit!" Each word left more sparks and more dung. "OK, OK, calm down..." Magic was swirling all around the room now, sparks eager to enact Brianne's every whim. She set her wand on a table and looked down at her transformed husband. "Well. I have magic powers. No, wait, this is amazing... I actually have magic powers! I changed my husband into a bunny rabbit! Completely by accident, admittedly." The sparks in the room had dissipated a bit, but she angrily waved the rest of them off. "OK, let's put David somewhere safe. And clean this pile of... shit, I guess, up."