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“Ugh, I knew this wasn’t worth it”, said Harry in disappointment as he sat down in one of the many bedrooms of the mansion, with no one else beside him, not even the paranormal, which was exactly what he was looking for as he had tried catching signs of any spirits nearby. He attempted in many other rooms, using his amateur ghost hunting equipment, but nothing came up, no sounds, no moving objects, nothing. “This is so damn boring. I knew I should’ve kept my expectations low”.
The disappointed lad would pick up his gear and then make his way towards a bathroom, one that was in an absolutely horrid state, even worse than the other parts of the mansion he explored so far. He thought he would give it one last shot, thinking about searching for the others if nothing came up. It looked like a place straight out of a horror film, with a large mirror being greatly damaged, the walls looking really gross, not to mention the stench and the noise of water leaking from who knows where. “This better be worth it, it’s so fucking disgusting here”.
As soon as he stepped into the bathroom, he would take out a radar-like device to see if there was anything going on. He wasn’t catching anything, which made sense since he just entered there, but he was already starting to feel disappointed again. “C’mon, please tell me there’s-”. Harry would be caught off guard as his vision aimed towards the mirror, shortly followed by him backing off quickly as he was jumpscared by what seemed like a young woman in the mirror, but not looking all that friendly.
His heartbeat would skyrocket and despite the woman still being perfectly visible (with her staring at him with a serious expression), he looked down and saw that the radar wasn’t picking up anything. “Haha! Wow guys! You’re all so damn funny! Who’s this chick?”. Harry tried to shake off the shock and fear, attributing this to some sort of prank his friends were pulling on him, but this was quickly proven very, very wrong when his eyes widened at the sight of the woman’s face becoming more and more distorted and horrifying.
“Haha… Guys?...”. Those were his famous last words before he began screaming in fear. The woman seamlessly jumped out of the mirror and aimed directly towards him, making Harry, one of the bravest, if not the bravest of the group, be absolutely scared for his life. The woman would drag him towards the mirror, with his kicks and punches not doing anything. The woman in question had very skinny arms, but she had a ton of strength somehow. “You bitch! Get off me!”.
After a minute or two of Harry insulting and trying to combat the angered phantom, his entire body would be pulled into the mirror. On the flipside, he still saw his own body as it was just a few moments ago, clothes and equipment included, but the place he found himself in was pitch black, as if he was in some sort of limbo. He was still shaking a bit after that experience, but at least that mysterious gal was nowhere to be seen, but just as he thought he could catch a break, he would hear voices coming from his left, his right, behind him, in front of him, even below him. Harry would hear them talk about some sort of princess, becoming something, and someone new. He was very confused, but before he got to piece anything together, various arms would grab him by his legs, popping out of the void-like floor he stood on to assist in whatever malicious plan these beings had in mind. “Let me go!”, he said as he tried fighting, but just like before, it was completely useless.
The spirits would begin to undress him, starting with removing his jeans and boxers and then removing his backpack and glasses, and finally his shirt, leaving him completely naked, feeling the cold touch of the undead beings that were latched onto his body. Harry would blush in embarrassment, not only by the fact that he was naked, but also because a set of arms would come in and start to sculpt his body into something completely different, with his arms and legs decreasing in thickness, whilst his waist and shoulders would narrow down to start giving him a more feminine figure, a feeling which was oddly pleasant to him. His chest and abdomen would flatten before his skin would start to become smooth and soft in texture, not to mention the fact that his already white skin was becoming incredibly pale, so much so that it matched the limbs that were transforming him. The feeling of it all sent shivers down his spine, not just in a scary way but it also felt somewhat arousing, being clearly visible as slowly but surely, his dick would become erect.
He just stood there in place, no longer trying to fight as much as he knew he couldn’t do much to escape whatever fate awaited him. He was caught off guard by the feeling of a brush pulling down his hair, something which at first felt painful, but as the pain alleviated, Harry’s hair would begin to extend its length as a floating limb made wonderful work of his growing mane, all while it also became completely painted in white, just like the rest of his skin. As this was going on, other extremities would begin making work of his scared face, applying purple lipstick on his lips that shortly after plumped up nicely.
A bit of blush would be applied to his cheeks as the shape of his face in general would become more woman-like. His hair bloomed into its final length, reaching all the way down his ankles, something that was followed by the final details of his makeup which came in the form of false eyelashes and purple eyeshadow, causing his eyes to close during that. Once he opened them again, he was completely unaware of the fact that they were just as dark as the room he found himself in, with his pupils now being a bright purple color.
“What the hell is your deal anyway? What are you… guys?... even trying to achieve here?”. Said the not so manly guy, also unaware of the fact that his mouth’s interior was also black, but he would notice something strange with his tongue, not taking long for him to realize that it was much longer and also bright purple in color. “Please! I don’t want to become one of you guys! I have a life-”. Harry was caught off guard by the feeling of a hand firmly grabbing his erect member. “Agh! W-What the…”, he would let out a very feminine moan that also came out with a lot of echo, despite his masculine voice shortly before sounding completely normal.
“Oh fuck… Why does it… feel good…”, he asked himself in his mind as the hand shrunk down his penis down to a pathetic inch, with him moaning in a similar manner as before, but he… no, she would do so louder, being overwhelmed with pleasure as her whole package was pushed inside of her and would quickly become a soaking wet pussy, bringing her to the edge of an intense orgasm.
She panted in a ghost-like yet feminine voice, Harry not realizing how this was her brand-new voice, one that better suited her new spiritual form. “S-Stop this immediately!” She screamed, as if that was going to do anything for her. She knew her dick was gone, but she still lacked a lot in many areas where other women were bountiful in. Before any other additions were made to her body, a set of arms would float down to her head as it placed down a beautiful yet elegant crown made out of gold, also covered in multiple gems tinted in purple. “You are now: our princess”. “Wait… What?!”.
Before any further complaints could be made by her. The limbs would start fading away, with her finally being released, but the crown that was just placed on her head would do the rest as she dropped to the… ground? I guess?... before her body would begin to thicken in certain parts, the certain parts that a princess like her currently lacked. “You now command us. What shall we do, Princess Catalina?”. “What? That’s not my-... Ahhh~”.
It was hard for her to speak, Catalina, as she was now apparently called, was moaning as she felt her behind increasing in mass, her flat cheeks were now gaining fat at a rapid pace, obtaining a nice bubble butt in mere seconds, but that wasn’t all though. Her hips would widen considerably as well, but despite her pear-shaped figure so far, her attention was focused on her chest that was making good work of making her busty, with her pink nipples puffing up a bit in the process. When her hips stopped flaring out, her thighs would shortly follow with a similar procedure as they became thick once again, but this time going way, way beyond their original girth, in fact, almost doubling or even triplicating their thickness.
Her rear would stop its growth, leaving her with large, pale ass cheeks that would make anyone feel scared and aroused at her appearance. As if that wasn’t enough though, her breasts would match her mighty butt, with her puppies coming along nicely, currently DD cups, and still growing. Throughout all this, she was completely naked, but out of thin air, a ton of clothing and accessories would materialize and would be the finishing details to make Catalina the true princess she was forced to be. Stockings hugged her legs with thigh fat spilling out of them before a pair of evening sandals appeared to cover her delicate feet. Going up, her abdomen and bosom would be tightly contained in a corset that began being laced whilst her hands and arms would get a pair of gloves slidden into them. The corset would just barely be able to contain the princess’ giant tits, which now have stopped growing, reaching an impressive size to say the least. Unlike everything before though, accessories such as a ring and a pair of earrings would be purple instead of white.
Catalina panted as she tried to take in everything that happened in the last few minutes or so, but the ones who caused all this insanity would continue to casually speak to her. “Don’t be afraid, princess, you look beautiful in that outfit, there’s no other spirit with such high class and elegance. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it, our royalty”. “Shut the fuck up!” She screamed before running towards the endless void before she would fall down somewhere, where she would then be ejected out of a completely different mirror than the one she was brought into, with her trying to get used to not only her hourglass body, but also to her ability to go through walls and floors. “I have to get the fuck out of here!”, the princess yelled as she began to roam around the mansion like the lingering spirit she didn’t realize she had become.
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