“Look girls, a man!” says Circe to the girls as she looks at the young tall naked newcomer standing before her. The other women of all ages come up behind her to study the strange individual...

My name is Circe. Who might you be?

Hmmm... This would seem to be an odd name for someone new here. Perhaps you meant to say "I am Tossetransfer?" Circe asks with a kind smile on her face, as she reaches out to gently touch the man's chest. Her fingertips brush over his nipple and he jumps slightly in surprise at the sensation. The other women gather closer around them, their interest clearly piqued by this new arrival.

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Tell me, Tossetransfer... how did you end up here in my domain? And what are these strange things between your legs?" Circe wonders aloud as she studies him carefully, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest and abdomen. The other women press closer, some of them reaching out to touch him as well, marveling at how different he is from themselves.

"These strange things between my legs?" he asks in surprise, his voice cracking slightly as he tries to remember the last time someone had touched him so intimately. "They're called... genitals. A man has them." Circe tilts her head curiously. "And how did I end up here? Well," he continues, glancing around at the other women in the room, "I was transported through a magical mirror from my world to yours."

"Magical mirror?" she repeats, her blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. "I've heard of such things... but I never thought one would lead here." Circe stands up straight and looks at Tossetransfer intently. "You are unique, Tossetransfer. So very different from us... and yet..." Her voice trails off as she reaches out to touch his face again.

The other women watch with bated breath, some of them leaning in closer still.

"Oh, he's so interesting!" one of the older women exclaims. "He's like a real, live doll for us to play with!" The other women giggle and murmur in agreement as they continue to examine him closely. Circe turns her attention back to Tossetransfer, considering what it is that makes this man so special...

The room begins to glow with an ethereal light, bathing everything in a soft, warm radiance. "What if..."

"...what if we could make you more like us?" she asks softly, her eyes locked onto his as the light around them grows brighter. "Would you want that? To become one of us?" The other women watch with rapt attention, their anticipation mounting.

Suddenly, a rush of energy fills the room, washing over Tossetransfer and Circe alike as the magical transformation begins to take hold.

The energy flowing through the room increases dramatically as the magical ritual reaches its climax. Tossetransfer's body begins to shift and contort under the influence of Circe's spell, his muscles growing taut and defined as they increase in size. His skin grows smoother and more supple, taking on a pale, almost translucent quality. Long, silky hair begins to sprout from his scalp and chest, flowing down his back like a waterfall.