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You head to the same lake as the guy who purchased the fishing pole. You wait for a few hours when finally they arrive.
You start to get bored because this rookie fisherman hasn't caught a single fish. His buddies are making fun of him, and you are starting to worry that maybe you made this trip for nothing. After all, if he doesn't catch a fish, the magic won't take effect.
You are about to give up hope when you hear an excited yelp. You notice a fish on the end of the line, but the action on the other end of the pole is far more exciting.
The neckline of the man's shirt plunges down as two ample breasts form on his chest. His shoulders narrow as his arms become smooth and slender; dainty hands still clutching the rod as the fish is reeled in. His jeans become tight as his hair grows longer. As the fish is pulled out of the water, both the fishing pole and the man's pole are pulled up. Your magic finishes its handiwork, as the newly minted woman holds up her trophy for her friends.