Ms. February: Lady Knight in Shining Armor

Trigger #082: The Trans Fairy Godmother

Entity Class: A small fairy that grants the wishes of any eggs or trans people who happen to voice their wishes aloud within earshot.

Transformation Type: TG, Breast Expansion, Ass Expansion, Language Change. In this instance, turned a skinny young man into a strapping lesbian lady knight with a Shakespearean accent after wishing to become his crush's dream girl.

Threat Level: Benevolent. She grants wishes more reliably than a genie, although she does like to have some fun with her subjects.

Subjects: Peter Grimald, 21, now Lady Petra Grimald, Knight of the Amazonian Order.

From the text chat of Petra and Julia, his crush...

Julia: And then he said, "But I'm not wearing any pants!"

Peter: Lol!

Peter: Hey, listen. I really didn't want to ask this over text, but, I really like you. You're so funny, and brave, and I just love spending time with you. Would you like to go out with me...?

Julia: Oh God. Peter. I'm so so sorry.

Julia: Peter, I'm a lesbian.

Peter: Oh.

Peter: OH!

Peter: OHMYGOD I'M SO SO SO SORRY!

Peter: I had no idea!

Peter: Well that sucks.

Peter: Fuck, sorry, no, I mean good for you! I just-

Peter: God dammit

Julia: LOL it's fine, Peter.

Julia: I'm so sorry, you're such a sweet guy, really. And you're just so cute when you get flustered.

Julia: If only you were a buff Lesbian knight in shining armor...

Julia: You could sweep me off my feet in your big burly arms and take me on a romantic horseback ride...

Julia: If you were a girl I'd totally fuck you silly, haha!

Peter: GOD I WISH I WAS YOUR DREAM GIRL!!!

Peter: Well shit. I gotta go cry now. Ttyl.

Julia: See you tomorrow, milady. ;)

The next day

Petra:

My Dearest Princess Julia,

Please forgive my most unusual new manner of speaking, as well as my most urgent and sudden correspondence. Last evening, a most miraculous blessing was thrust upon me. A faerie of the most benevolent nature heard my fervent prayers and has seen fit to gift me with a form more befitting of thy desired suitor. Like a fine clay, she hath molded my body in Venus's own image. Corpulent breasts sprouted forth from my bosom like bountiful harvests sprouting over huge tracks of land. My lanky, sickly body was strengthened with the might of Athena, emboldened with the largest, yet softest muscles I have even seen. My sword, a weapon of war, was replaced with a fine sheathe, a weapon of love. And long, golden locks like the finest of Persian silks hath billowed down to the very ground I tread on. Having now become a fine maiden myself, though certainly not fairer than thy pulchritudinous form, I wish for another chance to court you on this fine day. How I long to see you. Thy smile doth shine like a thousand suns, warming my heart for a thousand summer days. Thy laugh is like the most breathtaking melody, a symphony, sending my soul into the most fantastical fantasies. I long for your company as if missing a piece of my very own body.

If you allow, I shall arrive on my noble steed to take you away for a nice evening stroll along the promenade to explain more in person.

With the most ardent of love,

Lady Petra Grimald of the Order of Amazonian Knights.

Julia: LMAFO WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ?! XD

Julia: Dude, is this some kind of joke?

Julia: Alright, I'll bite. How about 12-ish?

Julia: See you then, goofball ;P

Petra:

My Dearest Princess Julia,

I am elated to hear your response. I shall away post haste to receive you as soon as the bell tolls twelve.

Yours always,

Lady Petra

Julia: LOL You dork!

From the desk of

Mira Alcott

Head-Mistress of Transformations

(Special thanks to DemonG for the request that inspired this piece and to all of you for your support!)