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Jason was a huge chauvinist who thought women are there for his entertainment and pleasure only. But with this attitude he was some sort of a loner. Whenever he met someone new they pretty much turned their back on him quite fast just because they couldn't stand his behaviour.

One evening he went out again trying to get in some girls pants. On the way to the club someone asked him. if he wants to buy roofies. And due to his previous bad luck which he blamed others for he thought why not give it a try and bought the pills.

In the club he looked for someone he thought he liked and wanted to get into bed. It didn't take him long to find someone and he went straight to her at the bar.
"Hi, I'm Jason he said"
"Serpahina" she said, forcing a smile while looking right through him right away and knowing what kind of guy he were.

He tried distracting her while slipping a pill in her drink. But Seraphina was aware of his actions and thought she teach him a lesson.

What Jason don't knew, what no one knew, is that Seraphina is a witch and already had an idea what to do with him.

She excused herself and went where no one could see her and She started canting ancient incantations, channeling the energies of the forest and the moon. A soft wind whispered through the club, carrying the essence of transformation and a cold shiver ran down Jasons spine.

A soft shimmer enveloped Jason, like a delicate veil caressing his skin. The transformation began, subtly at first, as his features softened and rearranged. His once angular jawline became more refined, and his shoulders seemed to lose their squared edges, assuming a more graceful curve.

The strands of his hair lengthened and darkened, transforming from a rugged brown to a lustrous black. Each lock seemed to take on a life of its own, cascading down to frame a face that was now delicate and feminine. The once rough hands now bore the elegance of slender fingers, adorned with nails painted in a shade of deep, mysterious onyx.

As the magical energies continued their dance around him, Jasons clothing underwent a metamorphosis. Fabric reshaped itself, embracing curves and accentuating the newfound grace of his form. The air itself seemed to swirl around him, creating a mesmerizing dance of cloth and magic.

looked at others, frightened, looking for help as he did not understand what was happening to him. But no one seemed to notice and went on minding their own business

When the magic dimished Jason was met with a reflection that was no longer his own. He beheld the visage of Michelle – a beautiful black-haired young woman with eyes that sparkled like the night sky. The transformation was complete, and Michelle stood there, a vision of enchanting beauty.

The once-masculine posture had given way to a more elegant stance, and Michelle felt the gentle sway of her newly acquired locks as she moved. She ran a hand through her glossy hair, savoring the sensation of its silkiness.

She tried to understand what happened. still no one around her seemed to notice any difference. But she did. She felt stares of men on her, how they took off her clothes with their eyes. She felt vulnerable and tiny in this new reality.

Then, Seraphina was back. With ice cold eyes and an ever colder tone in her voice she told her
"This is the new you, Jason is gone, no remembers him. And to be frank, no one will miss him.
Your are now Michelle. This is your new life. You will coming to the club every weekend, because you want to and you f´will feel how you made the women you tried to get into bed every weekend. This is your curse and there is no way to break it. Enjoy your life, Good bye Michelle"

with that she was gone. Leaving a frightened Michelle back at the bar of the club.
"What will I do" She asked herself.

soon after someone came, introducing himself as Marcus. Michelle started to feel oddly calm.

He engaged Michelle with a charismatic blend of wit and sincerity, each sentence accompanied by a genuine compliment that made her radiant black hair seem to shimmer under the club's neon glow. The ambiance of laughter and music enveloped them, creating a moment where Marcus's sweet talk seamlessly intertwined with the energy of the night, drawing Michelle into a dance of conversation that left both captivated by the enchantment of the club's allure.He engaged Michelle with a charismatic blend of wit and sincerity, each sentence accompanied by a genuine compliment that made her radiant black hair seem to shimmer under the club's neon glow. The ambiance of laughter and music enveloped them, creating a moment where Marcus's sweet talk seamlessly intertwined with the energy of the night, drawing Michelle into a dance of conversation that left both captivated by the enchantment of the club's allure.

before she knew it both were on their way to her place. But the next morning Marcus was gone. No trace of him, not even a note. Just like Jason always did. Michelle felt empty. And sad. Marcus only used her for his own pleasure.

As Michelle navigated the challenges of being a woman, she began to experience firsthand the struggles and injustices that women faced daily. Her eyes were opened to the subtle inequalities and prejudices that she had once ignored. Slowly, the lessons of empathy and understanding began to shape Michelle's character.

One day, while walking through the market, Michelle encountered a woman who had been a victim of Jason's past mistreatment. Feeling deep empathy with her

As days turned into weeks, Michelle started to get used to her new life, navigated through everything and started to get really annoyed by some guys who only treated her like a piece of meat. She felt sorry for what she had done in her previous life. She found friends. She started feeling happy and she started feeling thankful for Seraphinas lesson. Even sift she could, she definitely wouldn't want to go back to being Jason.

Description
Jason was a huge chauvinist who thought women are there for his entertainment and pleasure only. But with this attitude he was some sort of a loner. Whenever he met someone new they pretty much turned their back on him quite fast just because they couldn't stand his behaviour.

One evening he went out again trying to get in some girls pants. On the way to the club someone asked him. if he wants to buy roofies. And due to his previous bad luck which he blamed others for he thought why not give it a try and bought the pills.

In the club he looked for someone he thought he liked and wanted to get into bed. It didn't take him long to find someone and he went straight to her at the bar.
"Hi, I'm Jason he said"
"Serpahina" she said, forcing a smile while looking right through him right away and knowing what kind of guy he were.

He tried distracting her while slipping a pill in her drink. But Seraphina was aware of his actions and thought she teach him a lesson.

What Jason don't knew, what no one knew, is that Seraphina is a witch and already had an idea what to do with him.

She excused herself and went where no one could see her and She started canting ancient incantations, channeling the energies of the forest and the moon. A soft wind whispered through the club, carrying the essence of transformation and a cold shiver ran down Jasons spine.

A soft shimmer enveloped Jason, like a delicate veil caressing his skin. The transformation began, subtly at first, as his features softened and rearranged. His once angular jawline became more refined, and his shoulders seemed to lose their squared edges, assuming a more graceful curve.

The strands of his hair lengthened and darkened, transforming from a rugged brown to a lustrous black. Each lock seemed to take on a life of its own, cascading down to frame a face that was now delicate and feminine. The once rough hands now bore the elegance of slender fingers, adorned with nails painted in a shade of deep, mysterious onyx.

As the magical energies continued their dance around him, Jasons clothing underwent a metamorphosis. Fabric reshaped itself, embracing curves and accentuating the newfound grace of his form. The air itself seemed to swirl around him, creating a mesmerizing dance of cloth and magic.

looked at others, frightened, looking for help as he did not understand what was happening to him. But no one seemed to notice and went on minding their own business

When the magic dimished Jason was met with a reflection that was no longer his own. He beheld the visage of Michelle – a beautiful black-haired young woman with eyes that sparkled like the night sky. The transformation was complete, and Michelle stood there, a vision of enchanting beauty.

The once-masculine posture had given way to a more elegant stance, and Michelle felt the gentle sway of her newly acquired locks as she moved. She ran a hand through her glossy hair, savoring the sensation of its silkiness.

She tried to understand what happened. still no one around her seemed to notice any difference. But she did. She felt stares of men on her, how they took off her clothes with their eyes. She felt vulnerable and tiny in this new reality.

Then, Seraphina was back. With ice cold eyes and an ever colder tone in her voice she told her
"This is the new you, Jason is gone, no remembers him. And to be frank, no one will miss him.
Your are now Michelle. This is your new life. You will coming to the club every weekend, because you want to and you f´will feel how you made the women you tried to get into bed every weekend. This is your curse and there is no way to break it. Enjoy your life, Good bye Michelle"

with that she was gone. Leaving a frightened Michelle back at the bar of the club.
"What will I do" She asked herself.

soon after someone came, introducing himself as Marcus. Michelle started to feel oddly calm.

He engaged Michelle with a charismatic blend of wit and sincerity, each sentence accompanied by a genuine compliment that made her radiant black hair seem to shimmer under the club's neon glow. The ambiance of laughter and music enveloped them, creating a moment where Marcus's sweet talk seamlessly intertwined with the energy of the night, drawing Michelle into a dance of conversation that left both captivated by the enchantment of the club's allure.He engaged Michelle with a charismatic blend of wit and sincerity, each sentence accompanied by a genuine compliment that made her radiant black hair seem to shimmer under the club's neon glow. The ambiance of laughter and music enveloped them, creating a moment where Marcus's sweet talk seamlessly intertwined with the energy of the night, drawing Michelle into a dance of conversation that left both captivated by the enchantment of the club's allure.

before she knew it both were on their way to her place. But the next morning Marcus was gone. No trace of him, not even a note. Just like Jason always did. Michelle felt empty. And sad. Marcus only used her for his own pleasure.

As Michelle navigated the challenges of being a woman, she began to experience firsthand the struggles and injustices that women faced daily. Her eyes were opened to the subtle inequalities and prejudices that she had once ignored. Slowly, the lessons of empathy and understanding began to shape Michelle's character.

One day, while walking through the market, Michelle encountered a woman who had been a victim of Jason's past mistreatment. Feeling deep empathy with her

As days turned into weeks, Michelle started to get used to her new life, navigated through everything and started to get really annoyed by some guys who only treated her like a piece of meat. She felt sorry for what she had done in her previous life. She found friends. She started feeling happy and she started feeling thankful for Seraphinas lesson. Even sift she could, she definitely wouldn't want to go back to being Jason.