Finn reluctantly rose from his seat, his shoulders slumped in resignation as he made his way to the front of the class. His eyes scanned the envelopes, a sense of dread washing over him as he picked one up, his fingers trembling slightly as he opened it.
He cleared his throat, his voice barely above a whisper as he read the description aloud. "'Petite Asian Cutie—Only 5'1" but her diminutive size is more than made up for by the new pair of perky E-cup boobs jiggling with every breath. Straight black hair falls to her lower back, framing an oval face with big, doe eyes and rosebud lips.'"
Before Finn could even react, the transformation took hold. A wave of magic washed over him, his body convulsing as the changes began. His lanky frame shrank, his height diminishing until he was barely five feet tall. His limbs became slender, his waist narrowing to a point where it seemed like it could be encircled by two hands.
His face changed dramatically, his features softening and becoming more delicate. His eyes enlarged, turning into big, doe-like orbs that were a deep, soulful brown. His lips plumped into a rosebud pout, his cheekbones becoming more pronounced, his chin tapering to a delicate point. His hair receded, replaced by a cascade of straight, glossy black locks that fell to his lower back, framing his oval face.
His body underwent the most dramatic changes. His chest swelled, his breasts growing to a perky E-cup, their weight causing them to jiggle slightly with every breath. His hips narrowed, his ass becoming firm and pert, his legs becoming long and slender despite his diminutive height. His skin turned a smooth, porcelain shade, his entire body taking on a soft, feminine curve.
As the transformation completed, a Hogwarts uniform materialized around him. His shirt became a crisp white blouse, the fabric stretching taut across his ample chest, the buttons straining to contain his breasts. His trousers became a pleated skirt, the hem falling to his knees, his socks becoming knee-highs trimmed with lace. His shoes became delicate ballet flats, his tie becoming a slim ribbon tied in a neat bow at his throat.
Finn turned to the mirror, his eyes wide with horror as he took in his reflection. His hands trembled as he reached up, touching his face, his fingers tracing the unfamiliar curves and contours. He turned, his eyes taking in the swell of his breasts, the narrow curve of his hips, the long, slender lines of his legs.
"No," he whispered, his voice soft and breathy, a stark contrast to his usual tenor. "This can't be happening."
Theo, still coming to terms with his own transformation, looked at Finn with a mix of sympathy and understanding. "It's okay, Finn," he said, his voice gentle. "We're in this together."
Cedric looked at Finn, his eyes wide with disbelief and a hint of desire. "You look... different," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Orion's expression was thoughtful, his eyes taking in every detail of Finn's transformed body. "It's certainly a change," he said, his voice calm and measured. "But remember, it's only for a week."
Professor Eldridge nodded, her voice firm. "Yes, Mr. Finnigan. And I trust you will use this time to reflect on your actions and gain a new perspective."
Finn turned back to the class, his eyes filled with a mix of shame and shock. His voice was soft, barely above a whisper. "I... I can't believe this. I'm... I'm a girl."
He looked down at his body, his hands smoothing down his skirt, a gesture that was both unfamiliar and strangely comforting. The other boys exchanged uneasy glances, the reality of their punishment suddenly becoming very clear. They were in for a week of transformations, of walking in someone else's shoes—and they had no idea what to expect next.
As Finn made his way back to his seat, the room was filled with a tense silence, the boys bracing themselves for whatever was to come. Little did they know, their detention was about to take even more unexpected turns, each one more shocking and revealing than the last.
