Allure was never a fan of staying in one place. Magic was all around, so why stick in some swamp or isolated mountain to do her work? Instead, the busty elvish witch had taken her work to the big city. Now, she runs an alchemy and baubles shop that adheres to many tastes! From the simplistic, to the exotic to the erotic~.

  “Hm… I will take…” Emilia rubbed her chin. She stared into the glass cabinet holding a variety of outfits. Of the garment, she seemed torn between three identical aprons, only differentiated by the animals embroidered on the front. One, a bunny, another having a chicken and the other having a dumbbell on it. Emilia continued to rub her chin, turning to the shopkeeper she called over to unlock the cabinet when she made up her mind. The buxom woman wearing what seemed to be an elf wizard cosplay smiled down at the considerably smaller girl.

  “You said you are getting this to surprise your boyfriend? Does he have any pet names for you?” The shopkeeper asked.

  Emilia smiled. “He calls me his lil’ bunny!” She exclaimed, pointing to the apron with the bright brown bunny on it.

  …

  Emilia swung the door open to the house and rushed to the kitchen to lay the apron out. She looked at the pamphlet. “There’s no way this is really going to work, right?” She muttered as she flipped through the booklet. ‘Upon wearing the apron, the wearer shall become an embodiment of the essence imbued upon it.’ She looked up, assuming that must be what the bunny logo meant. Her face reddened as she kept staring at the apron. “I should shower first!” She said, having a pang of anxiety shoot through her.

  As Emilia turned on the hot water and stripped down, preparing to get cleaned up before preparing her boyfriend a big meal with her new apron. It was then the front door of the house was opened again.

  Jason stepped into the new home he got for him and his girlfriend to settle into. He smiled at how clean the house looked, and how proud he was to have Emilia as a significant other, and hopefully wife soon enough. As he set down his work bag on the futon in the living room, he saw a piece of cloth drape over the kitchen counter, dangling slightly into the living room. Looking it over, he saw it was a new apron. A grin grew across his face.

  Jason knew that Emilia was in the shower, and knowing her, she was going to have a seductive little prize for him later. Though perhaps this time he could surprise her. Stepping around the kitchenette, Jason began taking off his belt, shoes, pants and so on until he was stripped down to his bare ass. “Alright Emilia, my turn to be the sexy cook!” He said as he draped the apron over his fit form. He made sure to tie it extra close to his body to show off his defined pectorals and his bulging member. “I’m thinking… a nice garden salad, some chicken and roasted carrots then…” He looked down. “I think I have dessert covered.” He said confidently, unaware of his buttoning nose at the end of his face.

  Once he grabbed the first set of utensils, the bunny embroidery on the front vanished, and the changes began to pick up pace. As he was slicing the vegetables, his height shifted. His torso shrunk while his legs grew. With each drop of the knife, his muscular arms began to deflate. “Oh right! She hates seeds in her cucumbers!” He yelled in a slightly higher-pitched voice. With elongated fingernails, he plucked out the seeds from the cucumber slices before tossing them into the salad. He gave the bowl a sniff with his twitchy, pink button nose on his elongating face. The aroma of fresh vegetables his girlfriend grew made him salivate a bit. With each huff of delicious greens, the more effeminate his face grew. His eyes grew bigger and beautified with makeup. His skin began to darken a bit, though unbeknownst to him it was the growing of a thin layer of soft fur.

  Once the salad was ready, he slid the bowl into the fridge, making room for the chicken. Fortunately, the chicken was prepared by Emilia the day before as the chicken was ready, marinated in a barbeque dredge overnight. She inserted skewers and a thermometer into the biggest breast, and turned to the carrots while the oven preheated.

  Emilia was always proud of her carrots she grew in the back yard. They were much bigger than the store bought ones, but Jason didn’t ever show interest in them until now. Washing one off, she saw how big it was. He licked his lips, unable to resist the temptation of just trying one carrot.

  He nibbled on the tip, the sensation causing a shock through his body. Slowly, nibbling down the side of the carrot, more and more was slid into his mouth. A muffled moan was let out as he went up and down the shaft of the carrot. With each nibble, his large member began to shrink. Up and down, up and down until there was just an incredibly sensitive nub. Finally, he began to chomp on the carrot with his new buck-teeth. The first chomp, he panted as his testes receded inwards. A second bite, the remainder of his dick shot into his body, forcing a final orgasm with his shrunken male parts. Finally, a third big affirming the creation of her new womanly parts, a moist slit taking its place. She opened her eyes to see she fell to the floor on her knees. A bit flustered with her own actions, she stood up and brushed her apron off, seeming unaware of all the changes. She looked at her hand to see the only part left is the green stock of the carrot. She shrugged, ‘greens never hurt anybody’ she thought as she popped the last part of the raw carrot into her mouth. As she chewed and swallowed the last of that delicious carrot, a fluffy ball poofed out of her rear.

  Turning her attention to the chicken, she slid the chicken tray into the oven, and leaned forward to watch it cook for a moment. With each second hung forward, her loosened apron began to grow taught again as mammaries developed. Soon, like balloons they began to grow. She idly scratched her growing chest, paying it little to no mind as they did not show signs of stopping their growth.

  With a crack of her back, she gasped as her hips shot outwards as she tried to stand, serving as a counterbalance for her new fat tits. She wobbled over to the carrots, finally cutting and glazing them with honey. With each step to and from the oven, fat bubbled in her ass. Once her hourglass figure was fully rounded, giving her the figure of a total bombshell MILF. She slid the carrots on the top rack, and took a final stretch as she played the waiting game.

  As she stretched, a final series of cracks and pops emanated from her as her ears shifted and sprouted through her growing, smooth brown hair. Finally, as she arched her feet in a stretch they locked in place, her feet morphing into the pawpads of a bunny. She tensed up, locking in place as she heard a shriek behind her. Turning around, she saw Emelia standing there in a towel. “Babe?!”

  “Oh, Emelia, I’m so happy you’re here.” Jason said in a sultry, mature voice. She leaned over the kitchenette, resting her large chest on the countertop.

  “What… you’re a woman? A bunny? A bunnywoman?!” Emelia stammered.

  It was then Jason looked down, almost as if she was taking in her new body for the first time. “Oh, I suppose I am. How odd…” She reached down, groping her own chest as her face reddened.

  “The apron… you are wearing the apron!! Babe! You gotta take it off- it becomes permanent in an-” She tried to say in a panic as she saw her newly rabbitized boyfriend walk around the counter and press a finger to her lips.

  “Hush baby… you’re getting so flustered. Maybe you should… relax a bit.” She said, tracing a finger over her chest, then down her stomach to the crease in the towel hugging her body.

  “J-Jason…?” She said, hunching forward and practically leaning into her grasp.

  “Mm… call me… Bunny.” She leaned in to whisper into Emilia’s ear. The fingers, originally being merely playful, reached under the towel as she began to massage Emelia’s most sensitive parts.

  Emilia moaned, embracing her new rabbit lover. “Oh bunny~” She moaned as she leaned further into her fingers. They locked lips, and Bunny leaned her onto the counter and had her way with the dessert before the main course.

  …

  Allure looked over to the man that was looking at the sword on display. “Hey miss, how much is this sword replica?” He said, pointing to the mint-condition greatsword mounted on the wall beside its scabbard.

  The buxom woman rubbed her temple. “Again sir, it’s not a replica. That greatsword has been around for generations of witch hunters. It’s twelve-hundred.”

  The man exhaled through his nostrils. “Aah… could do four hundred.”

  The elvish witch furrowed her brow. “Sir I don’t haggle-” Her claim was cut off as the bell rang to signal the door opening. Stepping in, a fertile looking bunny MILF stepped in, rubbing the shoulders of a smaller woman. Both wore casual jeans and t-shirts, the bunny woman wearing a short jean-jacket and bright red lipstick applied to the end of her smout making a perfect pursed lip. The smaller girl had a bright red kiss mark on her cheek, and a black choker with a carrot embroidered on the front of it.

  Bunny looked over to the store clerk. “Good afternoon madam~ I believe my darling fiance here got that lovely apron, and I was dying to know if you have anything to help us in our current predicament~.” She said in a tone tripping with allure. An idle hand ran through Emilia’s hair, her eyes looking down to the floor as she was reddened with embarrassment.

  Allure chuckled both at the sight of the two, and the gawking man pitching a tent in the corner of her shoppe. “I might. What’s the desire?”

  Bunny chuckled. “We’re looking to start a family, and a lovely rabbit like me…” She rubbed Emelia’s shoulders, “...needs a strapping hare to help make a big, bouncing family~” She said, nipping at the neck of her little jackrabbit-to-be.