“Yar Remlap, ylwols nrut otni Rednow Namow.” Zatanna muttered to herself. Ray looked back at her, his brow furrowed.
“What did you just say?” He asked, as, without his notice, his hair turned black and wavy, and started to grow down past his shoulders. Zatanna acted mock confused.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“I thought--”
“I guess you’re just hearing things.” She smiled, as Ray’s eyes changed from brown to blue, and opened a bit wider.
“Yeah… yeah, that must be it.” He responded, scratching his face as it thinned to a more feminine shape. “So, what did you--” his voice sounded higher, as his nose shrank down and his lips plumped up a little. “Sorry, I must be coming down with something.” He said in a woman’s voice, his face having morphed completely into the beautiful features of Diana of Themyscira, but still attached to Ray Palmer’s decidedly masculine body. It was rather disconcerting, actually, but Zatanna knew it wouldn’t be long before it was fixed. “So, anyway… what did you want to talk to me about?” He asked again, as a golden tiara stretched around his head, emblazoned with a single red star.
“Well,” grinned the sexy sorceress, “I was wondering if I could apply for late entry into this year’s class?”
A frown crossed Ray’s pretty face. “I don’t usually take late entrants. What makes you think I’ll accept you?” He challenged as his lab coat vanished, revealing that his t-shirt’s sleeves had receded to show off his slender, but strong arms - Wonder Woman’s arms.
Zatanna frowned now. She had to keep him occupied for just a bit longer as he changed. As she watched a golden W-bird symbol spread across Ray’s chest as his t-shirt’s neckline receded, she decided to forgo pretences of academia - she wasn’t even sure what it was that Ray’s class taught - and just roll with the slutty sex goddess persona she’d adopted when she entered. Watching Ray’s top turn bright red, she leaned forward to give him a good view of her cleavage, and ran her hands down her slender, bare thighs. “Can’t you think of a reason?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Ray’s frown only intensified at Zatanna’s false advances, even as his t-shirt - or, what was once a t-shirt, anyway - tightened against his waist and stomach, seemingly forcing them into a new, slim shape. “You think I’ll let you into my class for sex?”
Godammit it’s not working, Zatanna thought to herself. She couldn’t cast another spell on Ray while her current one was still working - who knows what could happen? She had to keep stalling. Not long now, she thought, as Ray’s trousers vanished, his shins slimming down and his thighs plumping up a little into a perfect curve, his shoes turning into red-and-white boots that reached up to his knees. Sod it, it’s nearly done now anyway. “Emutsoc egnahc!” She said, gesturing at herself, and instantly her clothes were replaced by her classics superhero outfit - the top hat, the leotard, the shirt, the jacket, the fishnets, the boots, all accentuating her figure perfectly.
“What the--?” Cried Ray.
“Foorpdnuos!” She pointed at the door, and, although it made no discernible difference to the people in the room, nobody on the outside would be able to hear the goings-on within.
“Who the hell are you?” Demanded Ray, standing up. When he did so, his hips flared out to the sides and his rear burst into a round, sexy bubble butt.
“My name is Zatanna Zatara, the Mistress of Magic. And you--” she poked Ray’s chest “are Diana of Themyscira, aka Wonder Woman. Or, you will be in a minute.” She looked down at his hips and saw that his boxers had turned into a pair of dark blue hot pants, with an unsightly bulge.
Ray’s face was a picture of anger. “Now listen here, Miss Zatara - I-- ohhhhhhh…” suddenly, that ferocity was gone. Ray’s face flushed bright red and a strange, distant look took it over as he moaned in pleasure. Zatanna looked between his legs to see the bulge shrinking, before Ray’s hands covered it up. He rubbed his crotch softly as it changed. “Ohhhh… uhhhhhhh… mmmmmmmmmm… AH!” Ray suddenly yelped and held his hands in the air, looking at his crotch - now flat like only a woman’s could be. She only had a moment for the shock to register before something else started happening. Zatanna watched as Ray cupped her growing breasts, breathing heavily between moans. She had to admit - this was turning her on. “Ah… ahhhh… ahhhhhhh…” sighed Ray as her assets stretched her tight top. There was considerable cleavage now, but still they grew. “Ahhhhhh… ohhhh. Ohhhhhh… oh… oh… OH! AH! AH! YES! YES!” She screamed in ecstasy as she finished filling out, now the proud owner of a pair of enormous, luscious boobs. She blinked a few times and looked down at her new body. A golden lasso appeared, clipping onto her belt. “I… what…?” She breathed. Zatanna performed a quick test with her magic, and it seemed that Ray - Diana - had gained all of Wonder Woman’s powers.
“You… turned me into… a WOMAN?” Diana yelled in fury.
“Got it in one.” Smirked Zatanna.
“This power…it’s incredible… and you just made me very angry.” She unclipped her lasso. “Beating the crap out of you should make for a good test-run.”
“I don’t think so. Esylarap!” Yelled Zatanna, and Wonder Woman froze in place. “Sorry, but, umm… I don’t really want to have the crap beaten out of me. Now… what I do want…” she grabbed one of Wonder Woman’s assets and massaged it softly, prompting a soft moan. “There are two ways of going about it. So… what to choose?”