Rarity Trap: CYOS

You begin to nod so vigorously the bed shakes. Rarity closes her eyes, and you feel a tingling on your chest. Looking down, you see your pecs covered with aqua light, soon accompanied by a stronger tingling like rubber bands snapping along and inside your chest, and a deep, dull ache. Your chest swells slowly outward, then stops when the light from Rarity’s horn disappears.

You gently touch your new breasts. Your nipples are much bigger and the mounds beneath them are more compressable than they used to be, and both are more sensitive. They seem anything but cosmetic.

“Sorry. Sorry! I’m so sorry! I was thinking about about genitals, and I’d never really practiced that spell, and so when I tried to think of something else breasts were all I could think of...” Rarity seems honestly distraught by her mistake, almost to the point of crying.

>>Change me back!

It’s okay...

It’s really not such a big deal. You sit up, to put a hand on Rarity’s shoulder and comfort her, but end up getting distracted by the way your new breasts hang and stretch the skin beneath them under gravity. Your cock is full enough to catch and drag over the sheets as you move to stand and stare at yourself in the full-length mirror by the side of the bed.

You look pretty tomboyish. The upper half of your body is a little less girly than Rainbow Dash, but it’s hard to look male with breasts. The lower half of your body is still quite male, and your penis is thickly erect. You tap your breasts absently before noticing Rarity behind you in the mirror.

“What do you think?” she says, half-smiling. “Personally, I think you’re still quite handsome,” she continues, putting her hand on your shoulder and swiveling off the bed until she stands by your side in the mirror. Her other hand comes down to your hip. “That is, unless you’d prefer the full set?”

>>Full set?

>>Handsome?