When someone offered to magically take care of Nessa's transition for 10 IQ, she had to seriously consider the ramifications. She was a very clever student entering her last year of college, but medical transitioning was expensive! Eventually she said sure, why not? She had IQ to spare!

The warlock's spell took hold and made a few adjustments, the most notable taking the shaft between Nessa's thighs and reducing it to a neat little slit that led to inner walls Nessa was eager to feel out.

Distracted by her new soft pink lips, the warlock tried again, offering 5 cup sizes for 10 IQ. Maybe that was risky, but the magic was so good to her once, and just 10 more IQ? That was a steal!

Full lips for 10 IQ? She never considered her lips much before, but those would be so good for kissing, right? Yes.

Blonder hair for 5 IQ? She didn't care much about hair color, but she was so intensely playing with her new hole, her head was fuzzy and she murmured yes.

Become a succubus for 10 IQ? Nessa was so close. SO close. She vaguely heard the Warlock say suck, and that was enough to moan yes.