The Magician's Assistant: Lopunny TF/TG

"And for my next performance, I need a volunteer!" The Magician called, his slight Indian accent only adding to the mysticism clear in his voice.
Along with the others, John threw a hand up at the call, cheering as the man looked over the audience, his eyes falling upon him.
"You sir! In the gray shirt!" He called, pointing at him. John nodded and stood, awkwardly clambering onto the stage as a fresh wave of cheering passed through the audience.
"And what's your name sir?" He asked, looking John over and procuring a wand.
"John, sir." he said, grinning.
"Well John, get ready. For my next trick, I will transform this man into a Lopunny!" He called, a few gasps coming from the few that doubted, and a few cheers coming from the believers and Pokemon fans. Even John was curious about how this would go down, especially since he could see through the clearly smoke and mirrors act that the man had performed so far.
"Are you ready sir?" The magician asked, making John nod, the man pointing his supposedly 'magic' wand at him a second later, a short popping noise coming from it as John looked down, expecting an instant or fast change. Nothing seemed to happen.
"I thought so, fraud." John scolded after a moment, before noticing a puff of blonde fur on his arm a second later. Ok, this was intriguing. He watched as his hand changed to a paw, the action mimicking itself on his other arm, brown fur beginning to spread as his chest started to push out, a cry of alarm coming from him, though it quickly turned to one of anger.
"You lied!" He yelled, his ears growing fur of their own and extending, his new...breasts, he shuddered at the thought, stopping at a D cup, more fur growing as a poofy tail erupted, his face and head seeming to shrink to match his new body, his nose becoming a tiny black nub.
"I did nothing of the sort sir, you had the chance to back out, but didn't." The Magician responded, a moan following as John fell to his knees, a combination of natural heels and a very pleasant feeling between his legs signaling a gender change forcing the sound from him. His legs shifted, everything below his knees gaining the blonde fur as her thighs turned brown, her hips widening as bone cracked and rearranged, the pleasure of her change still present.
And then it was over, and she realized that the entire audience was watching her.
Her clothing had changed, now resembling a belly dancer's clothing or something similar, causing a blush as she realized it was somewhat lacking in the covering.
"And this is my assistant for the night!" The Magician called, John's blush deepening as a resounding roar came from the crowd.
"Please no." John muttered, backing away before she felt his hand.
"Relax, after the show, I'll change you back." He said reassuringly.

    And so it went for the rest of the night, John acting as the Magician's Lopunny assistant, something she found she half enjoyed. At the very least she got to see how some of his fake magic tricks worked, others confused her to no end, and it seemed to be the same with the rest of the crowd, or the half that watched, anyway, the other half seemed to focus on her, and it was a great relief when the curtain finally fell and she sighed.
"There, can you change me back now?" She asked, leaning against a wall, partly relieved and partly expectant.
"Actually, I could use a new assistant." The Magician said, smiling at her as she looked up, part angered and part surprised at the words.
"You...surely can't mean to keep me like this forever!" She said, recovering from the words as he smiled at her.
"Why don't we 'discuss' in in my room?" He asked, earning a tentative nod and gulp.
Surely he meant a normal discussion right?

The End?