Change the following story so Mana is also transformed into a femboy instead of a drag queen: Mana stood there, staring at the place. The young girl had heard of it from an old friend of hers – but she hadn't heard from them in quite some time. Until yesterday, that is. So she wasn’t exactly filled with confidence, even standing there in front of it.
Yesterday, out of nowhere, she’d gotten a text. And a photo of… someone she didn't recognize. The text itself was strange enough on its own; saying something about a local antique shop that sold a certain variety of magical… stuff. Stuff that could spice up anyone's love life.
But combined with the picture… and the sheer weirdness of it…
Yet, sure enough, the number matched her friend's… 
“You better be right about this, Rosa… this place looks pretty sketchy.”
Sighing to herself, Mana walked through the door, the pleasant sound of chimes ringing out greeting her inside. Within this shop lay all sorts of strange and exotic items, ranging from Asian furniture and traditional accessories to little knick-knacks meant for putting on shelves or setting as table pieces. The scent of something spicy, yet also somehow sweet, hung in the air, hitting her nose; it drove Mana almost to sneezing, though she managed to catch herself in time.
She considered, for a second, calling out to someone, to see if someone was there – but just as soon as she did, a voice called out to her, instead
"Mmmh, welcome… welcome, cutie, to Aunt Yu's shop~! My oh my, has it been some time since I last had a visitor! Take a look around, won't you~?"
She- No. No, that wasn't right. He? Er…
Mana couldn't help but stare at the extremely femininely dressed, and clearly falsely-enhanced, "woman" that came out to greet her. Wearing an off-shoulder Asian garb, hair done up in Oiran style, and carrying an opium pipe, this person had so much makeup covering "her" face that you almost couldn't tell she was, in fact, a he. If, at least, you accepted that women could have such a strong, wide jawline… or an Adam's apple that pronounced. Or boobs that absurdly huge, perky and fake!
Or, least of all… that overly showy bulge that greeted Mana as eagerly as "She" had. 
"U-Uh, I'm… I was recommended by a friend of mine… Something about spicing up my love life, or something? My roommate and I get along, and all - but like, I… like her more than I can openly admit. And I kinda… figured, since this worked for Rosa, if you'd have anything that could… I dunno, make me more confident…?"
"Oh my, oh my! Well, I may have a l'il something about for that.~ Wait right there, sweetie, and Aunt Yu will be right back with what you need~.”
Whipping about, the drag queen – woman? - went behind her counter and disappeared behind a doorway obscured only by strings of beads. Yet even in her absence, Mana had so many thoughts go through her head.
Was the drag queen in the photo Rosa sent her this person, or someone else?
Worse yet, the more she thought about it, the more that photo looked… just a little like Rosa. But… but also, undeniably, that person had been a drag queen themselves…
Mana bit her lip, wondering just what kind of magic could make that possible – then, for an instant, wondered if the same might happen to her.
But she wasn’t alone long. In mere moments, Aunt Yu returned with a rather old-looking box made of what looked like mahogany. On the lid was etched the image of what looked a woman smoking a pipe. But there was also an extra… something between her legs.
Not too unlike Aunt Yu.
"Take this, cutie. Some nice, potent incense, guaranteed to boost your confidence.~ Once lit, lie back and let it do all the work~.”
… Incense? Okay, that's… a thing? Mana gave a rather confused, questioning glance at that idea - but honestly, what did she have to lose? Aside from a few bucks, obviously.
"How much?"
"For you, honey, ten American dollars~. A value deal, for homemade rarities such as those~."
… Well, fuck it! Why not? Mana shrugged and handed over a total of ten dollars in bills - to which Aunt Yu thanked her, in what was clearly Chinese, before handing her the box. 
"Now, each one lasts for a whole two hours, so be sure to have lots of fun in that time~."
"Uh-huh… uhm, thanks. I guess.”
**********
"Oh, there you are! Wow, you smell funky. Been smokin' something?"
Back at their apartment, Mana was greeted by her roommate, Anya. A beautiful white-haired model of a woman, she made a decent living off Patreon modeling, mostly with cosplays and such. Despite her appearance and demeanor, she’d been way into the anime stuff ever since moving in with Mana, which got her some decent rep online.
At the moment, she was wearing a bunny suit, of all things, with tight black pantyhose and high peep-toe heels that matched the ruby red of her outfit. God, she looked so hot in that… and that hair of hers, all done in a side ponytail…
Mana caught herself, working up a response-
"W-What-? No, I- no. Just, uh… visited a novelty shop is all. Run by a drag queen, of all things."
"Woah, really? That's super weird. I had no idea we had something like that nearby!"
“Yeah, me neither… I'm gonna light some incense I bought. That okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, go ahead. I've got some modeling I wanna do, so I'll be in my room. Still think you should join me in that, though; you're a knock-out yourself, ya know? People loooove the shy-but-cute ones~.”
"… I uh- Not right now, sorry. I- ah, shit, I forgot the ramen. I'm just- I’m gonna light this, then head back out for a bit. ‘K?"
"Fiiiine…"
Anya pouted as she bounced off to her room, leaving her door cracked open a bit while she got to modeling. Mana exhaled intensely, shaking her head of her lewd thoughts about Anya.
God, she looked so fucking hot in that outfit!
Taking out the incense, she set it in the slot and lit it, using one of the matches that came with the box. Convenient. As soon as it was lit, the scent of spicy sweetness hit her nose; same as the scent in the shop, but much less concentrated. Yet no less potent.
She gave a light cough when she inhaled some of the smoke; it hit the back of her throat and left it tingling some. It was a very pleasant scent otherwise, though…
Sighing that she couldn't revel in it some more, Mana headed back out to the shop she was supposed to go to from the start…
**********
Meanwhile, in Anya's room, its lone occupant was posing cutely. Trying for some good shots of her bunny suit… then some lewd poses… then a few more, besides.
Man, she felt sexy like this! She loved the tightness of the suit, especially. Sure, she didn't have THAT much of a chest - but she had enough to tent some very cute cleavage in this outfit, at the least. She already knew this one would be popular.
She decided to do a little video clip of her posing for her twitter as a promo for the Patreon, letting her cam capture some motion - just as the incense smoke crept into her room. And, catching scent of it, Anya made a happy little coo. Wow, that smelled good! Spicy, sweet; quite nicely exotic, and not overbearing at all! Kind of a shock for a local novelty.
As she got to posing, however, something felt a little… off. It was only a few poses in, and the suit was quite high-hip, but the outfit felt tighter around the hips, for some reason. And she was working on pulling a wedgie loose. She'd always been more bottom heavy than top, but the outfit wasn't that tight a few minutes ago…
Camera still rolling, she let her hands roam over her ass. And, oh, man, did she find it.
Was it… bigger?
"The hell-?"
Giving her ass a grope, then a shake, she felt it jiggle. And, yeah, for sure - far heavier than it was a few minutes ago… weird! Of course, that wasn't a bad thing – but, damn, that's was too weird! She made a mental note to keep track of it; wouldn’t be fun to resize everything.
But that wasn’t the end of it. And a second later, she felt a hard pang in her chest. Anya doubled over in sudden pain as she felt her chest burn up some; just as quickly, her skin erupted in sudden heat, making her sweat something fierce.
Panting in confusion, Anya quickly opened the top of her bunny suit, only to see that… her breasts were almost totally gone-! What!? How!? No way, no way no way!
She brought her hands to her chest to feel them, ass pushing out with a lewd little whine as she felt how weird and overly sensitive those tiny titties were now. As she groped the smaller boobies, she felt her nipples fatten, replacing cleavage with these lewd little bulges in the bunny suit; two little imprints of her chest that stuck out far too much to be normal. Her areola, too, only added to them, as they become nearly as puffy- despite having near no boobage to speak of!
God, she looked so lewd! God, what was happening?? Smaller tits, huger ass; what the hell was-
Another pang of heat in her hips hit her as she heard the fabric of her pantyhose tear open, her hips inflating outward quite rapidly, giving her one hell of a pear body. Giving it in seconds! Just what the hell was happening to her!? Her thighs too seemed to fatten up, maintaining a girly shape- but they also added some muscle tone she didn't have before. And it wasn't just her legs. Her arms and tummy also gained some boyish tone to them, while maintaining their feminine grace. There was a body heat that seemed to roam as the changes happened as well, pushing sweat from pore wherever it ran.
And as she watched it all go down, her face, too, started changing!
Subtly changing, though. Her face remained mostly the same- but some nice additions found themselves appearing upon her. Lipstick was applied; the sort that seemed to glitter a little as her lips fattened and plumped up some. Lashes lengthened with mascara and false enhancements, lovely red eyeshadow tracing along the outside of her eyes.
Like… like that oni girl from that gacha game everyone was obsessed with, a part of Anya’s mind numbly noted. Only to immediately seize with horror on the thought’s sheer casualness. ‘Oh my god, what was happening?! Why was it happening!?’ the rest of her screamed, as if in retort to itself. The sudden thought of someone coming in to find her like this made her-
The thought was cut off suddenly by one last pang, this time located in her groin. And with a hot pulse, Anya jerked her hips forward, as the bunny suit itself began to change in accordance. To accommodate the sudden shift of genitals it contained!
With each hot pulse, Anya's clit throbbed, ached, and pushed out. And it kept pushing, pulsing, growing - until it was a good 17cm in length! In place of her old clit was a cute, thick cock that throbbed with aching need, ready to blow at any minute; Anya wanted to scream, but a wave of nausea stopped her, turning it into a simple whining moan… as, with a wet *SCHLOP-POP!*, a cute pouch completely replaced the vulva it used to be!
Compressed into what people call a "uniball", it was cute and adorable - but still quite fat! So much so that the bunny suit, too, altered itself; shifting so that there was now a zippered pouch in the front to contain the fattened cock and sack that she now carried.
As the nausea passed her by, camera still recording… the now "trap" looked down at herself.
Wanting so badly to…
- - -
With a latching of the door and a sigh of happiness at the scent, Mana walked through her apartment door- just in time to her a shriek come from Anya's room. Dropping the ramen she’d just bought, she rushed to the room… and burst through the door.
But what she found was not her roommate. Despite the outfit worn by the figure within being exactly what Anya was wearing. Despite… despite…?
"Oh… oh my god, Anya!? Is that you!?"
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO ME-!? I'M… I'M A BOY!! A mega fat-ass femboy!!! What the hell-!?"
Anya was on the verge of crying- but the opened zipper pouch and raging hard-on betrayed her freakout. And Mana, too, was too busy staring at her roommate's changed state to do much else.
Except… she also found herself getting really turned on. God, she looked so hot like this, too…!
Mana loved traps. But this was different. This felt…
And suddenly it hit her. Was it the incense that did this?
A whine from Anya reclaimed attention as she saw her grab at her cock; a cute little hand wrapping around it, hips gyrating in cute motions as she suddenly found herself unable to hold herself back from touching it.
"M-Manaaaaa…! I-It feels so weird… but it feels so good… w-what did thiiiis…?"
“I have… no idea, but… maybe this isn't so bad… you look really hot like this, Anya… Like, wow, people go apeshit for traps, you know. And with a massive ass like THAT… Mph…"
As Mana spoke, the incense got to working on her now, too. Mana felt herself grow warm all over- and soon she knew what that warmth was. Instead of starting with her body, the changes started at her genitals. Her own clit throbbed, much like Anya's during her change; pulsing, twitching, growing erect in half a second as it pushed out, longer, thicker, larger than ever. Mana didn't waste any time pulling down her baggy jeans to see what was happening- only for her to bite her lip at the sight of it.
In her privacy, she got off quite a few times to such things; having a dick, fucking her roommate. But she was too shy to ever admit she wanted to try that. Yet this, she didn’t need to admit; as her arousal increased, so too did the length and size of her growing cock. It was as simple as that. Bigger, longer, thicker, heavier than any average cock… this was a monster of a cock!
Easily reaching 30cm in mere moments- and with it, a push down, and a loud wet POP, her old pussy reformed into a massive, pendulous, manly sack, easily carrying balls big enough to full her whole palm! With a lurid, predatory moan, Mana moved toward Anya, grabbing her and pushing her onto her bed.
"H-hey, what… nnh… what are you doinnng…?"
"I'm about to fuck you, what's it look like? … Oh god, did I really just say that? I- Mmf, fuck, you're so hot right now… a cute little femboy with a needy cock, and a cute little face… and fat lips that look perfect for sucking cock…! MY cock… I've wanted to do this with you for a long time, Anya. Your cosplays are so fucking hot- I get off to thoughts of you all the fucking time, did you know that?? And now I finally got the chance, and cock, to do it…! I'm gonna- AAH--!”
“W-What's…!?"
Cut off by a massive spike of dull throbbing pains all over her body, Mana stepped back. And Anya watched helplessly, too weak and horny to move, as Mana's body shifted and contorted into newer, lewder shapes.
Her hips pulled in with loud cracks; her ass flattened, broadened, becoming thick and beefy. But then they each pushed back out, smooth, rubbery padding taking the place of the curves she just lost and then some; adding so much more extra size that she looked cartoonish! Her thighs and calves thickened, losing their shapeliness, feet also thickening to match the increased size to compensate. Her waist, too, thickened, muscle tone shining through quite prominently, making her easily twice as thick as she was a few minutes ago!
Her chest was next, starting to barrel outward, thickening to such a degree that her breasts were simply swallowed up by the growing mass, giving her thick pecs that were anything but feminine. Moaning out, Mana looked down in time to see as fake rubbery mass grew out from those manly pecs of hers, too; growing bigger, thicker, heavier. So huge, and fake, and lewd that they were absolutely exactly what she’d seen bolted on Aunt Yu earlier.
Massive, fake tits, with nipples so fat they’d stick out through any and all clothes she wore! 
Including her current ones- which were already so much tighter than she could tolerate. Her jeans were thankfully dropped, but her panties were so tight that they snapped clean off her body as she thrust her hips forward. Her simple t-shirt too was stretched beyond wearable standards, exposing her manly abs and emphasizing her fake tits so much that it was about to burst!
Moaning, arousal picking up wildly, Mana brought her hand down to try and stroke herself, but her increased height was too much for her to comfortably reach… until her arms joined in, now themselves shifting rapidly. Biceps thickening, becoming quite muscular in a masculine manner; forearms doing the same, hands also becoming heavier, fingers thicker. But her nails instead grew longer, faker; like expensive press-ons, ones that stood out like claws on a cat! 
With a moment to take stock of the changes so far, she lifted a hand to her fake tits, groping them, while the other went to her fake hips and ass, squeezing them… 
And when she went to speak, her voice dropped in octave almost immediately
"O-Oh my god… OmaiGAWD…! M-My tits are… and my ass… so huge and fake-! Ooh, my voice…! Oh honey yes, more! MORE~!"
Mana gave a deep, grunting "NNF!!" as she tensed up, looking at herself. One hand went down to her massive, hard, erected cock- and began stroking it. And, as she stroked, her neck thickened out, a large lump of an Adam's apple pushing out for the world to see. Her face soon followed suit, jawline widening, chin thicker, nose more prominent… but that wasn't all.
Sweep after sweep of makeup swept over her face, washing over all, coating it in at least five layers of foundation and concealer. Then blush- as rosy as Anya's cheeks, watching this all happen- was applied, contouring her cheeks so the bones beneath stood out starkly, emphasizing her masculine features with a layer of feminine influences. Her eyes fluttered as well, as her lashes lengthened to beyond natural lengths, dusted lightly in glitter- while deep, prominent purple eyeshadow swept over her eyes themselves. Her brows practically burned off, then repainted on in a deep, purplish black colour, leaving her looking permanently shocked; her lips were coated in so much lipstick she could almost smell it. Especially with how her lips plumped and pushed out, giving her an almost bimboish look!
Her hair, finally, began shifting, shortening so it was scraggy and went no further than her ears. Then, from nowhere, it was covered by a wig cap, and soon started growing again. Growing rapidly, even- only, instead of the boring dark-brown tone it normally had, it was instead a lavish bright lavender, which grew out and down until she was given a Jessica Rabbit-styled wig, the scent of hairspray so intense she almost couldn't notice the spicy sweet incense anymore!
And as for the final change… well.
The new Queen was in need of more suitable attire, wasn't she?
The simple, too tight sneakers "she" was wearing quickly morphed themselves into tall, platformed gogo boots that reached all the way to her knees, the stiletto heels so high they could only be called Skyscraper heels. At the same time, those panties that had so rudely burst shifted, winding back around faker hips- and giving the massive cock Mana now sported a comfortable, form-emphasizing pouch. The hem became nothing more than a g-string strap that went around and covered none of her ass at all - but the straps soon fused into the melting and reforming shirt instead.
And as it melted away, it became its own almost bunny-suit; one that did nothing to hide neither the abs nor huge fake tits she now sported. A highly exposing bodysuit that just barely "covered" the fat nipples of those fake boobs, but little else about them. Matching opera-length bridal-style gloves replaced the now non-existent sleeves, letting those naughty nails go uncovered. And finally a pair of big, silver hoop earrings appeared in her ears.
Letting her transformation into a sensational Drag Queen complete itself!
Anya stared, gawking, at the "woman" before her, a meek whine escaping her lips as the trappy "girl" let her eyes roam down to stare at her roommate… stroking her new, fat cock.
Said Queen cooed and moaned in delight as she felt a dollop of pre leak from the tip- but she stopped herself from cumming. Not yet.
"Mmmh, look at us! Omaigawd, honey, I feel so GOOD! Mmh, I just GOTTA give some thanks to Aunt Yu for that incense; what else could'a caused THIS~? Mmh, fuck… Well, little cutie, waddya say we break in our new selves?”
Anya wanted to protest, but she found her mind too muddled with lust to deny the "woman”.
“And by that, I mean I'm going to fuck that fat ass of yours until you make a mess of those sheets~…”
A hand went to her own cock; stroking it, letting her mind melt into it. As her now cute, tiny voice replied… "Mmh… Y-Yes, please… don't hold back…”
Oh, how cute- as if she was gonna!
Mana moved forward, pulling the cute bunnyboi up to her feet; letting the two get good, long looks at each other. Mana was now easily at least a foot taller than Anya, even with the heels she was wearing- and her cock was easily a foot long.
God. Thinking of that thing pounding her new, fatter ass had her absolutely whine. She pushed her hips forward, a big, strong arm coming to wrap around her waist and pull her closer.
And the two "ladies" began rubbing their cocks against each other, frotting into one another with reckless abandon. The bunny trap's delicate little hands coming up to stroke at them, the Queen's much stronger hand doing the same… while her free one groped and kneaded at the bunny's huge butt. In mere moments, the little bunny was cumming her brains out, cute balls seizing up and letting their thick load out all over the much larger Queen's cock. Drenching their tummies and cocks in thick, wasted cum…
Mana of course saw this, felt this; nearly came herself. But she gripped her shaft, stopping short.
"Turn around, l'il bunny…~”
Whining, Anya obeyed, leaning against her bed; pushing her giant ass back, and out… wiggling it, beckoning her now quite dominant roommate over…
"U-Uhm… d-does this… will this… m-make us girlfriends…? Y-You said you wanted me, so…"
Coming forward, Mana pushed her massive cock in between those huge asscheeks, grinding herself between them… cooing in delight.
"Oh, you bet that gay little ass of yours it does, bunnyboi…~ You're my girlfriend now… And I'll drill that into you so you never forget it~.”
Moving her hips back, lining her cock up with that tight little hole, Mana pushed forward, her entire cock hilting itself within Anya's bunny butt. The latter's voice getting caught in her throat as she tilted her head back to cry out… 
Camera still recording, forgotten about completely, the two "girls" fucked with uncaring, lustful abandon, crying out lewdly, loudly, not caring about whoever may hear them. If anything, the thought someone could only made them louder and hornier. All evening long, the two fucked each other stupid. Occasionally switching who fucked who…though Mana never lost her dominance. It was like the two completely shifted personalities… 
And neither of them would have it any other way~.
**********
The next morning was one of… quiet. And embarrassment. Mana and Anya had complexly reverted back… and they were watching the video that had been recorded of them during the whole thing.
Mana had trouble keeping her hands away from herself. And Anya… Anya was too busy clinging to Mana's arm to do the same. Though not from fear. Most likely, she was doing it simply to ensure she didn't touch herself.
As the video ended, Mana looked over to Anya, whose face was redder than a tomato.
"S-So uh… that happened…"
"Yeah…"
… A moment of silence.
"… Guess this makes us girlfriends, huh?"
"I'd like that… everything I said was true, you know…"
"I don't doubt it. Can we… do this again…? It was really nice…"
"What- like, right now-?"
"… I mean, if you want? Maybe we can take shots for something… Set up an account for that specifically…?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'd be down for that."
"Good- because I wanna be in charge next time. Only fair I get my turn, right? Besides, I bet I could pull off the drag thing better than you."
"Pssh, yeah right. I've been into it for WAY longer! But… yeah, why not? After all, I asked for something to spice up our lives. So why not switch it up every once and a while? I wonder if we can choose what we look like…"
"Well, let’s try it out. We have all week, after all~.”
"Hell yeah..~.”
And with that, Mana went to the incense box… and began to light another stick.
It was gonna be a long, lustful week…~

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