A Brand New Leader (Patreon)

You approach the sorority girls to have a chat with them in your free time. You’re not usually one to do such a thing, but you guess it couldn’t be the worst thing to broaden your horizons a little bit. When you walk up to the group, you notice that they’re huddling together and chatting. You approach them and tap one of them on the back, startling them a little bit. “S~Sorry… Do you mind me asking what you guys are talking about?” You’re not really sure how to approach them or even what to talk about, so you guess asking them what the commotion is about is the best idea. They debate amongst themselves for a second, but eventually decide to show you what the squabble is about.

“Here, look… we found this lamp at our house’s front door. I think it’s a genie lamp and that we should make a wish for our sorority.” The shorter one insists. Considering what has happened so far, you believe that they indeed could make a wish using that lamp considering how everyone seems to have one. For some reason though, they only got one as a group. “Nahhh, it’s just a fancy piece of metal. We could and should realistically sell it off for money.” The girl with glasses chimes in. The redhead introduces you to all the girls, but you’ve never quite been good with names, so they sort of slip past you. It’s not a big deal anyways, you can just address people with body language.

“So uhmmm… What wish would you make with it? If it worked of course.” You ask them as a whole. “Well, our sorority has been in shambles a bit recently. Ever since our leadership graduated, we’ve been out of luck.” One of the girls admits. “Well, haven’t you guys tried leading before? Would probably look good on a resume right?” You inquire. “We really have!” Another girl chimes in, “But none of us have the time for it nor do we have the skills. All of us just get flaky and nothing ends up happening no matter who’s the leader.” Whilst rubbing the lamp the tallest girl of the bunch speaks up,”I wish we could find someone to lead our sorority.” Immediately, the lamp begins to vibrate before a pastel pink mist oozes out. “W~Wait, it actually worked??” the redhead exclaims in disbelief. The wishmaker looks overjoyed that they’ll finally get the leader they’ve always needed. You watch in awe as the mist swirls, swirls towards you! Your first instinct is to run away, but after inhaling a bit of the mist your entire body is soothed.

The girls watch as the mist envelops you, some of them worried, some excited. The only thoughts going through your head is how calm and serene you feel, like you’ve just spent the day meditating. You continue breathing in the pink mist, letting it fill up your lungs and course through your body. Your skin feels like it's being tickled by feathers, but instead of it being uncomfortable, it feels soothing and relaxing. The unsightly hairs across your body fade away, providing you with the superpower of not needing to shave every other day to remain smooth. Another sensation appears on top of your head, it’s as if someone is gently patting it and pushing you down. Apparently, the force pushes hard enough to make your entire body shrink. It feels relieving to have that pesky mass pushed right out of you, feeling your height shrink down slowly as your hard earned muscle withers away. You’ll soon have to work much harder to get any of it back, not that you’ll have much time to workout though.

Your pounds expel themselves as a darker, blue mist. The pink surrounds it, enveloping the blue and eventually turning it pink as well. You continue breathing deeply, savoring the zen like peace of your transformation. Grazing a hand over your lips, you hold it here for a second, feeling your lips become softer and slightly more plump. You caress your feminine lips with your fingers while the rest of your face feels warm and buzzy. Your nose slims down before the entire structure of your body begins to shift. The shifts don’t feel painful at all, but instead more like legos clicking into the right place, as if they were always meant to be that way. Your feet crunch down all at once, then you hear two defined clicks, your hips jutting outwards significantly. To match, your waist thins down to create a more curvy figure. Moving higher up, another two clicks ring out as your shoulders crack down to match your lower body and torso. Finally, your head restructures itself, many clicking noises being made as the structure of your face changes to match its feminine features.

“Is there anything we can do? We have to help him, right?” One of the girls asks. “This is literal magic, and we literally made a wish to have a new leader. I don’t think there's much we can do about this unless any of you are proficient at countering magic.” Another girl scoffs. Left with no other option, they observe as your transformation continues. Looking more like a petite girl with a dick poking out of her pants at this point, the mist decides to put a bit of meat on your bones, not before giving you a new hairdo though. Your previously dully colored hair begins to turn a bright golden blonde from the roots as it begins to lengthen. The blonde coloring follows just short of your growing hair, but eventually catches up when it stops growing, making you look like the perfect sorority girl just looking at your head.

With your general body sorted out, it’s finally time to really become a woman. Naturally, the first step is to get rid of that nasty little thing between your legs. Having a bulge in public would be too embarrassing for a sorority queen. A comforting pleasure oozes through your body, originating from your crotch as the last of your masculinity melts away. Your dick shrinks smaller and smaller, until it pops inside of you, forming your vaginal walls. Your balls pop in next, a warm sensation develops in your lower torso, signaling the formation of your womb and ovaries.

The next few breaths of the pink mist causes your chest, butt, and thighs to feel warm and tender. All at once, the excess blue-turned-pink mist funnels into these tender areas. Your butt gently expands, filling with fat and a bit of muscle to make it more defined and shapely. As it approaches the size of a normal girls’, it continues growing jigglier, stopping at a significantly above average size. Your thighs follow, becoming squishy and much larger than your calves, giving you a nearly perfectly curvy figure. The only tender part of your body left is your chest. You breathe in the last of the mist, causing your chest to inflate with respect to how much mist you’ve inhaled. Slowly but surely, your boobs grow larger, nipples getting bigger as well with each cup size. You watch with eager eyes as your  tits ascend the ranks, growing past Cs into Ds, finally arriving at a hefty DD cup.

With your transformation finally finished, you feel your mind become slightly fuzzy. Thoughts of boys and various leadership skills flood into your mind, as well as an unwavering will to serve  your sorority. You’re still in essence yourself, but just much more girly, boy crazy, and much more apt to serve as the queen of this sorority. Finally snapping out of your almost hypnotic state, the girls crowd around you. “A~Are you ok?” One of them asks anxiously. You’re happy that your fellow girls are so worried about you. “I’m great, actually! Aren’t you guys happy to have a leader, such a hot one as well?” You boast, the magic not quite done yet as it morphs your clothes into more fitting attire for a girl. The bra supports your large tits, and the panties hug your bouncy ass, admittedly making you a little horny in this new body. “Now now, first order of business for us girls is to find some boys tonight. Sounds fun, right?” You suggest, the other girls happily agreeing to your plans, stated with such confidence. Being a hot college girl, leading a sorority is sure to spice up your previously dull life…