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I found out pretty fast that my boyfriend casts TF spells in his sleep. I’d been living with him for a week when I woke up just in time to hear him mumble something, and then my face tingled and stretched out into a donkey’s muzzle. I brayed in surprise, and when he woke up he gasped.
“I’m so sorry!” He exclaimed. “I was just dreaming about donkeys!” He turned me back, though the donkey ears took hours to fully recede.
From then on, whatever he dreamed about, I’d wake up as. One night he dreamed about eating and I woke up 100 pounds fatter. Another time I was reduced to just a cock and balls. When he turned me into underwear, he just assumed that I’d gone to work early and had left him some clean laundry, so he slipped me on and wore me all day before he realized.
Each time he turned me back, though, it was slow. Sometimes it took a few minutes to be restored, sometimes longer. I spent a whole week turning back from an inflatable sex doll, and I was horny the whole time.
Today I woke up feeling that familiar tingle, and opened my eyes to find that I’d shrunk to just a foot tall. “Hey!” I shouted at my boyfriend. He woke up and saw what he’d done.
“Well that’s a new one,” he said. He sat up to tower over my tiny new form, and smiled. “I could turn you back,” he said, “but you’re so cute small. I kinda want to give you chihuahua ears and a tail.” He muttered another spell and I felt the tingle again.

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Moment of real life seriousness, my car got egged overnight. Thankfully just one egg and it’s cleaned up now, but since mine was the only one hit of the entire street (I checked) it’s gonna be about my messaging.

This Space Queer Wizard is undeterred and will continue to use his able bodied cisgender white privilege to make space and noise.

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