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Spells R Us: Copying With A Voluptous Body by Yvonne Moore Michelle Adler was a secretary in a large bank, she was 28 years old. She had been married for 2 and a half years but her marriage didn't turn out as she had expected, her ex husband turned out to be a bum, besides, he said he never wanted to have children. She had her divorce last year. Michelle was still as beautiful as always and she liked to show it. She was about 5ft. 5in., her heavy long, dark brown hair, hung below her shoulders. Her lips were full and sensual, her nose was small, narrow, and slightly upturned. Her cheekbones were very defined, and her eyes, were big, light brown. Outlined by long, full, eyelashes. She had the face of an angel! She also had a great figure (a little voluptuous, but just the way men liked it!) 38C breasts, 23in. wasp-like waist, flat tummy, with well-toned abdominal muscles, wide hips that flared generously from beneath her waist, her 37in. voluptuous butt was extremely fleshy and very firm (probably a bit too big, but she was aware that she needed to work out a bit more). She loved her body and she really liked to wear very, revealing clothes, it made her feel sexy, and although she was not desperate to get remarried, she had been dating a lot but was pretty disappointed that all men wanted, was to get their hands on her. Lately she had been a bit lonely, sure, her friends were all married now and had their own families, and all her relatives lived across the country. In the bank she worked for Henry Jones. He was 40 years old, he was the youngest branch director, he was extremely smart, a very nice man with a great personality and sense of humor, besides he was very good looking. He was also happily married and had 2 great kids. Michelle often pictured herself as Mr. Jones' wife, and she loved the idea, but realistically speaking she knew she wasn't as classy as Mrs. Jones. One day she overheard Mr. Jones talking about a fertility clinic, she was so curious she asked: "Sorry for intruding Mr. Jones, but I couldn't help over hearing that you were talking to a clinic. Is something wrong?" "No Miss Adler." Mr. Jones replied. "It's just that me and Mrs. Jones want to have another baby and we're having a bit of a hard time, so we're trying artificial insemination." Michelle spent the rest of her day wondering how great it would be if she could have Mr. Jones' child. She really wanted children and besides Mr. Jones had just the qualities she liked in a man. Then she had an idea, she could go to the fertility clinic and inseminate herself with Mr. Jones' sample, this would give her the child she always wanted, and this wouldn't involve an affair with her boss. After spending the next week meditating her options and finally decided that the thing she wanted the most was to have Mr. Jones' child. She went to the fertility clinic, that happened to be in a mall, and after using her female attributes with one of the doctors in the clinic, the doctor agreed to inseminate her with Mr. Jones' sample. She took some tests, and they gave her an appointment for next Monday. She was walking in the mall when she accidentally stood in front of a full length mirror, she looked at her reflection. She was wearing a tight short gray skirt, a tight white blouse, and high heels. She thought: "I look great! But imagine what I will look like when I am pregnant. I will get fat, my boobs will fill with milk, and I'll never have this body again." Without thinking she walked into a strange store called: "Spells R Us !" The old man smiled as he heard the familiar tinkle of bells over the old stores wooden door. He looked up to see a very attractive young woman walking through the door. "Why, hello Michelle, how are you this afternoon?" Michelle looked up in amazement at the old man behind the counter. Was he actually wearing a bath robe? She went to say "how did you know my name.", but was cut off by the old man. "I know lots of things, have you looked around my shop, I am a wizard, and I know you want to have a child, but you're having second thoughts, because you would like to keep your current figure after you have given birth!" "Yes!! And how did you know??", replied Michelle. The wizard answered : "As I told you before, I am a wizard. I know a lot of things." "I don't want my body to change after the baby!" , said Monica "I mean, almost every woman's body changes after they have babies!". The old man replied : "I think I can find the right thing for you." He opened a drawer, took out a wooden box, and opened it. The contents revealed many small glass bottles of which he carefully picked one out. It was filled with a bright pink fluid. "Here we are, Michelle, just put a hair of your head into this potion, let it rest inside the refrigerator, and drink this potion after you finish nurturing your child. This potion will physically transform your body into the one you had when you pulled the hair from your scalp!" "How much !" said an excited Michelle. "For you my dear, only $50 bucks" answered the wizard. Without hesitating, Michelle opened her purse and took out her wallet. If that fluid did what the wizard said it did, this was a bargain. Michelle thanked the wizard and went home. She pulled a hair from her scalp and placed it inside the bottle with the potion. As soon as she closed the bottle, the potion started to bubble as it turned into a deep green color. Then she put the potion inside the refrigerator. On Monday Michelle went to the clinic and had her insemination. Naturally she didn't say anything to Mr. Jones. After three weeks she made a pregnancy test and was positive. She was extremely happy and excited. Three months later she started gaining a little weight and also started showing signs of her pregnancy. When Mr. Jones asked Michelle said that it was her boyfriend's child but they've broken up. One rainy day Michelle needed a ride, she had sent her car to the shop. She asked one of the account executives called James Moore for a ride home. James was 25 years old, he had finished college a couple of years ago. He was about 6 ft 1 in. tall, he had short dark brown hair and was thin but very athletic, also he had a big crush on Michelle. He eagerly took Michelle home and accompanied her to her apartment. When they came in Michelle said: "Why thanks a lot James. Do you want to come in for some coffee or something?" "Sure!" James replied hiding his excitement. As Michelle put her things in the hallway table, James suggested: "You look tired, take a seat while I go into the kitchen and bring you some coffee!" "Thanks James, that's really nice of you, this pregnancy makes me very tired." Michelle answered while she sat down on the couch. James stepped into the kitchen and turned the coffee maker on and said to Michelle: "Michelle, can I have a glass of water? I'm really thirsty." "Sure, inside the fridge I have some lemonade." Michelle replied without thinking about the potion inside the refrigerator. James opened the fridge and saw a small bottle filled with what seemed like a deep green lemonade concentrate. Without hesitating he took the bottle, poured the potion in a big glass, filled it up with water and drank all of its contents, down to the last drop. "That lemonade sure tasted a bit sour." He thought. He then poured two cups of coffee joined Michelle in the couch. When he sat down he started feeling a little weird, a bit dizzy and with a tingle that spread across his body. He told Michelle he was not feeling so good. Suddenly he felt as if he was starting to shrink, he felt his shoes were loose, his sleeves were longer, his pants were a bit loose as well, he stood up and his sensations were confirmed. He was smaller and continuing to shrink. "What is going on!" James said. Michelle noticed that he was shrinking, she stood up just in front of James, and noticed how he was actually getting smaller until he stopped shrinking exactly at Michelle's height. "Did you drink the green stuff from the small bottle inside the fridge?" Michelle asked. James answered: "Yes, I thought it was lemonade concentrate!" "Shit!!" Michelle hollered. "That's not concentrate, that is a magic potion that I was going to drink after I had the baby, and it would physically transform my body into the one I had before being pregnant!" "What?!" James screamed. "Is there an antidote or something?!" "I don't know!" Michelle replied. "I was the one that was supposed to drink it! Probably the wizard that sold it to me knows how to reverse this!" "The changes seem to have stopped." James said. "It seems as if I have only shrunk to your size, because the tingling I felt in my body has stopped, and my body is the same, only smaller." He looked at his hands and confirmed it was still his same old hand, only that his watch was very loose. "Great!" Michelle said. "Probably since the potion was for me, the change stops here!" James preferred to check everything and went to the bathroom. After a thorough examination he concluded that the only change was in size. He came out of the bathroom and sat on the couch with Michelle. His clothes were no longer comfortable, he was now 8 in. shorter. His pants were now falling off, he needed to hold them with both hands. Michelle said: "Lets go to the wizards shop at the mall and sort this mess out!" "Lets go!" James answered. As soon as he finished his phrase, he started to feel the tingle, but this time only in his feet. He told Michelle, and took his shoes and socks off. They both watched in amazement how James' feet gradually transformed into delicate small female feet. When the tingle stopped James told Michelle: "The changes stopped. Probably it's just the feet!" Michelle also took her shoes off, and sat beside James, they started comparing the feet and they noticed that their feet were now identical, down to the last detail. "I'll lend you a pair of sneakers so we can go to the mall." Michelle added as she stood up to get them. She came out of her room with a pair of socks and a pair of white and pink aerobics sneakers. "This will have to do, unless you want to wear sandals or high heels." Michelle teased. As soon as he started putting the sneakers on the tingle started once again. But now the tingle was in his hands and arms. As he saw his hand, James' mouth dropped open in shock. Slowly, he lifted both hands in front of his face. The fingers seemed finer, and more delicate. And his fingernails! They were about a quarter inch long. James stared at them, stunned and confused. Then the hair in his arm started to disappear, his arms started to loose muscle tone, and started becoming more and more feminine, with a little fat under the biceps. Then James and Michelle started comparing their hands and arms, and they noticed that they were now identical, down to the last freckle. The tingling stopped again. "The changes stopped again!" James shrieked. "Hopefully they'll stop here!" He hadn't finished talking when he felt another slight tingle in his chest. But this one lasted only about two seconds and stopped. James rapidly pulled his shirt off over his head. Michelle saw that he had not only lost most of his body hair but was actually a bit thinner. His nipples, though, were bigger. They were the size of pencil erasers, and the aureoles around them had gotten darker. Michelle gently touched one with a finger tip. "Hey," James yelled, pulling away. "Those things are tender." "Tits generally are." Michelle replied. "Tits! I can't have tits! I'm a guy!" James exclaimed. "I'm not too sure any more." Michelle said. "Have you seen the rest of your body? And besides, tenderness like that is typical for a young girl whose breasts are starting to grow, I remember how sensitive my nipples were when my boobs started growing." "So, I -- I am really turning into a woman?" James asked with his eyes wide open. "I can't believe this!" As he stood up, his pants, now way too big, nearly fell to the floor. As he reached down to hold them the tingle started again. "Shit!" James said "Here we go again, but now the tingle is from my waist down!" He felt the strange tingling centering about his waist, and he felt his stomach tighten. Then he felt his waist actually getting smaller and smaller. Then another tingle began. Only this time, it centered on his expanding hips. Another tingling spread through his ass. He felt his butt begin to inflate. James felt the tingle's intensity increase in his ass, then moaned as his hips flared painfully followed by his body spasms as his muscles and bone structure changed. James' hips grew wider and his ass grew out and rounder. He felt his pants begin to strain as his hips grew wider and his small male ass ballooned into a full, round posterior! He turned slightly to the side, and gazed at a full, round, firm, sexy tush sticking out in a very exaggerated fashion pressing hard against his pants. The tingle then started moving downwards, James' legs assumed a more shapely form. James looked down as he felt a tingling in his crotch and felt his dick rapidly shrinking. Then he felt the pain kick in as his groin exploded in agony. James' male genitals weren't disappearing....they were altering in form! He could only feel his rapidly forming vagina. Horrified, James rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. Leaning against the sink and staring at himself in the mirror James felt the tingle build in his chest. Putting his hands to his sensitive nipples, he actually felt them getting larger in his hands. But he was more surprised when he felt them begin to expand. His (?) breasts had grown more - now the nipples, big, and round, were projecting forth on still-swelling breast tissue, now round- shaped, but continuing to fill out. As he watched in the mirror, his blossoming mammaries pushed increasingly outward against his hands as huge breasts swelled underneath. He took his hands off his chest. His tits were much larger now - larger, rounder and fuller, and swaying with his every motion! James, couldn't believe looking at his reflection in the mirror, staring at his breasts! He was amazed. They were the size of big cantaloupes, and seemed to still be growing. He couldn't take his eyes off of his chest, which was mammoth! He saw his breasts, hanging plump and full, round and inviting. His nipples were big and round, capping the huge tits! Holding his breasts in his hands, "What knockers!" he muttered in disbelief. They felt very strange hanging from his chest like that, making him feel like he was going to fall forwards. His whole balance felt very off. He turned his attention back to his crotch. In a rush, he pulled his boxer shorts off. He couldn't see clearly, his view partially obstructed by his breasts, so he reached down and rubbed his hand through his groin area, amazed at how flat it seemed. It felt so empty. He found what felt to his experienced hand like vaginal lips; he peered down more intently - thankfully the hair on his waist and stomach had fallen off, giving him a clearer view. Thankfully? As he dreaded, he was right! What he felt were vaginal lips! In his crotch! He separated them, and stared at the pink tissue between them. Surprisingly, but not, James found his inner lips, and neatly tucked between them, in the V at the top, the remains of his dick, now looking more like a clitoris than anything! He squeezed his legs together tightly, not feeling the ever-present appendage their anymore. He continued his downward gaze. His legs - seemed endless, less muscular, and much, much more curvy. They were also incredibly smooth, his leg hair having fallen off sometime during the change. The he felt another tingle, this time in his neck. "Oh no!" James cried, noticing his voice was a few octaves above normal. "Are you alright James?" Michelle asked. When the tingle stopped James stepped out of the bathroom, Michelle couldn't believe what she saw. It was James' face with a complete female body, covering his chest with both hands, wearing oversize pants that were skintight in the butt area. As they both examined James' new voluptuous body they noticed that their bodies were now identical, down to the last detail. The only difference was that Michelle was now a bit bigger due to her pregnancy. Michelle answered in disbelief: "It seems as if your body transformed into an exact copy of mine!" "What can I do?" James asked as they both noticed that even James' voice was identical to Michelle's. "Don't worry James." Michelle said. "Lets go to the wizard's shop and straighten this mess out!" "What?! I can't go out looking like this!" He shrieked while squeezing his large breasts. "OK, I'll go." Michelle answered. "Let me get you something to wear." Michelle returned with a pair of panties, a bra, a pair of jeans, a T-shirt and a pair of socks. Michelle handed James her clothes and he went into the bathroom to change. Even though James knew Michelle had seen that naked body before he didn't feel comfortable. Inside the bathroom he locked the door. As he walked he saw himself or now "herself" in the full length mirror, stopped, and admired the stunning beauty of his new body, then he continued walking as felt his voluptuous butt swaying side to side with every step. Shrugging, which caused his boobs to jiggle a bit, James picked up the panties and bent over to pull them on. He felt the fabric stretch practically to its limits. As he did so, he felt his boobs dangling, tugging heavily at his chest rhythmically as they swung, this felt really bizarre. Then James picked up the bra and held it up. He just couldn't believe he was actually going to wear this. James tried putting his tits in the bra, but when he moved his hands to the back to fasten it - the damn things fell off! Shit! After trying several times, James, embarrassed, stepped out of the bathroom and asked Michelle for some assistance. James successfully adjusted his boobs into the cups and Michelle helped him hook the four hook and eye closures flat against his back. Looking in the mirror, in Michelle's room, his reflection was dominated my the big, white cups of the bra stretched to their capacity. Michelle looked at James and said: "Don't worry about clothes, they're only temporary, I'll go to the magic shop and change you to your old self right away." "I just can't believe I'm standing here in front of you wearing only a bra and panties that really fit my body!" James said. "Besides," Michelle added. "You're the only one that can wear my clothes, remember, pretty soon all I'm going to be able to wear are pregnancy clothes!" Michelle took James' car and went to the mall, James stayed alone in Michelle's apartment getting dressed. James tried to pull up the jeans, but he couldn't get into them without laying on the bed and pulling them up. Michelle was more interested in showing off her cute little butt then comfort. James thought: "I have the seam of her jeans going up my crack, and my pussy is evidenced by the seam of the pants splitting me like a melon. I can feel the underwear pressing hard against my butt." He didn't feel comfortable in the jeans so he took them off. Then he started rummaging in Michelle's closets. The bad thing for James, is that Michelle only had sexy clothing, nothing that could possibly make James feel comfortable. He stood in front of the full length mirror and admired his body. He had to admit that Michelle had a great figure (a little voluptuous, but just the way he liked it!) 38C breasts, 23in. wasp-like waist, flat tummy, with well-toned abdominal muscles, wide hips that flared generously from beneath the waist, his 37in. voluptuous butt was extremely fleshy and very firm (probably a bit too big, but he was aware that she needed to work out a bit more). The only thing that really was out of place was that his head, a man's head in a beautiful female body, even though it was now perfectly proportioned to his new body, was still his own. Teasingly, he stroke some sexy poses, wiggled his tits and shapely ass, and blew himself a kiss. "I could definitely fall for a girl who had this body!" He thought to himself. He continued looking for some loose fitting pants but all Michelle had were skintight and spandex. Then he started considering skirts, but preferred otherwise. Reluctantly, he finally settled on a loose, comfortable bathrobe. Slipping Michelle's bathrobe on, he tightened it at the waist and was impressed at the shape and cleavage exposing his ample chest and feminine curves. As he walked towards the TV, James felt his hips sashaying side to side and his boobs bouncing up and down tugging heavily at his chest. As he sat down on the couch, he felt like if he was sitting on a pillow, but then he realized it was his enlarged, padded butt. When he picked up the remote control he noticed how clumsy he was with his long fingernails, and dropped it. As he bent down to pick up the remote, James felt the weight on his chest and looked down to see a pair of perfect, oversized tits coming out from him. This was really weird. He hefted them in his now smaller hands and was amazed by the softness and fullness of them. He moved his hands and stroked his nipples. A gasp escaped James' lips as he massaged his tits. A slight moistness invaded his crotch as the sensations continued. Suddenly, his eyes opened, and James looked briefly embarrassed. Sitting down on the couch, curiously he slightly opened his legs and took placed hand in his panties, he rubbed, feeling a slit there. He rubbed the outer folds around it, starting to get aroused. His nipples started to get hard, feeling sort of like his penis when he had an erection. Pinching one of his nipples, he couldn't help but groan with pleasure. Without quite realizing it, he found himself rubbing on both of his breasts. They felt so soft in his hands, but at the same time, sort of firm. They felt so good. He moved one of his hands down to his groin again, and started rubbing there. He felt his groin start to get moist in his hands, and pulled one of his fingers to his nose, sniffing. It smelled kind of nice. He started rubbing again, with his groin getting tense, feeling a sort of pressure. One finger slipped inside without meaning it to, and he felt a warm moistness within. He could feel his finger inside his body, and was amazed. Moving his finger around, the pressure continued to build, then finally released in a massive orgasm. He felt himself spasm in waves of pleasure, coming from around his groin and his breasts, running throughout his whole body. He felt so good, he kept at it, having the pressure build again, then release in another orgasm. He moaned and moaned, and even screamed. His new female voice only turned him on even more. Finally he stopped, and just lay back on the couch, feeling so warm and good. He felt so pleasant, all over his whole body. Breathing hard, he felt his heart beating wildly, and kept one hand on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his new breasts. He stayed like that for awhile, then finally sat up, and felt embarrassed to have masturbated in a woman's body and having enjoyed it so much. He saw a wet spot on the couch, and his thighs felt so gooey. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he decided to take a shower. First though, he went for some toilet paper, and wiped the goo off of his thighs, then started wiping the spot on the bed. He decided that after it dried the rest of the way, it probably wouldn't be noticeable, so he left it, and went into the shower. He opened the shower and soaked for awhile, then remembered to start washing. He slowly rubbed the soapy rag over his shoulder, then down over his large breasts, finding it sort of erotic and very weird. He also found it very strange washing a flat crotch, especially after what he'd been through. He had meant to hurry, but got distracted by his bulging breasts again, and got aroused. He soon found that he was rubbing his breasts and fingering himself, then caught himself, forcing himself to stop. Finally though he was finished, and stepped out of the shower, drying himself off, which also felt very strange. He threw the moist panties to the laundry and put on a pair of clean ones, then he tried to put the bra on, but when he moved his hands to the back to fasten it - the damn things fell off! "I don't need this!" He said throwing the bra to the laundry, and putting on the robe once more. He was bra-less for about ten minutes, but found his breasts bouncing all around. They were very distracting. Rummaging through Michelle's drawers, he found a bra fastens in the front, and put it on. A few moments later, the pressure in his bladder reminded James that he had something to take care of. Then he started walking towards the bathroom, again feeling the strange weight swaying from his chest, and the unfamiliar balance with every step. James relieved himself, yawned and scratched at an itch on his chin, only to cry "Ouch!" as he scratched himself with his new nails. Annoyed, James looked at his hand, hating the sight of the long nails. Sure they looked hot on Michelle, but not on him. James thought there was no way he was going to keep them. "How can women stand these things?" He growled in annoyance. "Clippers!" He told himself, knowing that they were just what he needed to get rid of the damn nails. "It won't make my hand look completely normal, but it sure as hell won't look so damn feminine!" He thought. He latched the door, then glided into the bathroom. He opened the bathrobe and rolled the panties down on his female thighs. James turned toward the toilet and automatically reached toward his crotch. And came up empty- handed. Half-blushing, James reached down, lowered the toilet seat, then turned and sat. He sat puzzling for a second; how did this body work? But he found that the same muscles worked for his new woman's body as had worked for his male body. The next challenge - to wipe himself dry. James realized quickly why women insisted on soft toilet paper as he patted her genital area dry. And why they seemed to use so much of it! ***************************************** Meanwhile Michelle was at the mall looking around desperately and unsuccessfully for the strange store. She went to the mall's administration and asked about the shop. No one seemed to know of the shop nor the old man. ******************************* When Michelle came back from the mall he found James, in her robe, watching TV. "Any news?!" James asked excitingly. Michelle explained everything to James, and they looked for the store in the yellow pages, and called the phone company for additional information. No one seemed to know anything. "Tomorrow we'll continue the search." Michelle said. "It is getting a bit late, besides, you don't have to wear the robe all the time. You can use some of my other clothes." Michelle was starting to get a bit turned on by her own female body with James' head. As Michelle suggested, James slipped on a pair of black silky panties, then started on the bra. Again, it wasn't nearly as easy as he would have thought, especially with his big boobs getting in the way. But finally he managed to struggle his way into it, having figured out that it was easier to hook it on backwards, then turn it around. As much as James hated putting on that bra, Michelle seemed to get a lot of amusement out of it. Once the lingerie was taken care of, he slid on a very tight, short black mini skirt and had a hard time with his hips - he unzipped and tried again. "Michelle is getting a little hippy - needs to spend more time exercising and less time sitting and typing". James thought. He zipped it up. Crooked! He tried again until he finally got it right, then a red shirt which Michelle tied in a knot under James' breasts, leaving not only a lot of cleavage visible, but his whole waist as well. "Sexy" James said in his new voice, admiring the image in the full length mirror. Then Michelle handed him a pair of sandals with 5in. heels. Reluctantly James slipped them on and said: "They feel somewhat uncomfortable, I mean, the shoe fits fine, but I've never worn high heels before." James walked around the apartment for half an hour, getting used to his new footwear, and the somewhat embarrassing clothes he was wearing. Still, almost in spite of himself, he had to admit that he was getting a little turned on by it all. For most of the night, James just tried getting used to his new body, or at least more familiar with it. James and Michelle started making out, and fondling each others bodies. James always wanted to make love to Michelle, but never realized that the first time they did it, he was going to make love to her "as" a woman. After doing it, they stayed up late, watching movies. He giggled, thinking that he had a better looking body than some of the women in those movies, but knew for a fact that he'd never be able to use it to its full potential. Finally his tiredness got to him, as he nearly fell asleep watching the TV. Michelle told him it was time for bed. Pulling herself up, Michelle slowly made sure the lights were all off and the doors locked. Finally they went to bed, James just couldn't stop moving, finding it rather odd and uncomfortable to try getting to sleep with the large mounds on his chest. The next day was almost a repeat of the day before, and he went to bed, feeling much more comfortable in this body by now. He barely even noticed it while he went to sleep. Early the next morning, flipping through the TV, Michelle found some girls exercising, and convinced James to try it for a few minutes. Michelle lent him one of her aerobics leotards. He hated how he was dressed, the leotard seemed stretched to the limits by his breasts and buttocks! The leotard was pressing hard against his tits which were simply huge, their firmness causing them to thrust outward forcefully, overflowing the cleavage with every breath he took. "At least this will be good support" James thought. His waist was the smallest he had ever seen on a girl. The skintight leotard making a dramatic slope from his now even-wider hips to his now-slimmer waist, His round ass ballooned out at least 5 in from his backside, this especially accentuated by the spandex lycra, and, with the high cut legs on the leotard, his legs were as long and sexy as any woman ever had before. As he started exercising, James was a little surprised to find just how flexible his body was. He was amazed as he did the splits and found himself bending over effortlessly. He stretched and did aerobics for almost twenty minutes before the show ended, and was breathing a bit harder when he was done. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He felt so good being so flexible. Around dinner-time, Michelle convinced James to take the next step. Going out in public, dressed like, and appearing to everyone who saw him, like any other woman. Although a masculine looking woman with largish breasts. He had to dress very feminine, nothing flashy, but something that could show that he was now completely a girl. James groaned, "OK, whatever, just set something out and I'll get dressed after I shower." Michelle grinned, "Don't worry girl.", she sighed while patting him on the back, "I'll make you look HOT!", she giggled. "I don't want to look HOT, just set out something that will make me pass as a woman.", he growled. James shivered as he stepped into the cold shower, his nipples hardened reacting to the cold. This was only the third time he'd been totally nude since his transformation into the buxom woman he now was. Out of curiosity he squeezed his large breasts, teasing the nipples between his thumb and finger then he reached down to his new slit and put a finger in. He started to fondle his new female body, remembering when how he touched his girlfriend, the sensations were getting too strong and he stopped, he was just too confused. Finally he turned off the water and stepped out, taking a long time in drying his new body off. He wrapped himself in a towel and stepped out to see what Michelle had left out. "A G-string!?", he snapped, "Is she nuts!?". Besides the lacy G-string there was a bra, lacy and mysterious. Then he spotted the VERY short leather skirt and a VERY small white spandex top that had a deep V neck with lots of cleavage. "You're going to look great James!", Michelle laughed while walking in with makeup. James pulled on the G-string, the tiny thong bottom went right between the cheeks of his round female butt, then Michelle helped him snap the bra over his full breasts. Michelle explained to James how to put on the pantyhose. She also helped him slide into the tight leather skirt (a task that required considerable effort), and zipped him up. He held up the top, and exclaimed: "I'll never fit into this teeny little shirt, especially with these tits!" "Sure you will," Michelle replied. "the fabric stretches, go ahead, try it on." James donned the top and Michelle helped to align the seams. James cried: "God its tight, you can really see the lines of the bra underneath this. Damn, my boobs, I mean YOUR boobs, are big!" "I look like a hooker!", he sighed while seeing his overly exposed thighs and cleavage. "You look great! That outfit looks great on my body, I wish I still had my body, - I mean your body, - you know what I mean, besides, that skirt barely fits you!", she whistled in admiration. James stood into the high heels and became aware that the skirt and top, nearly ripping the seams, hugged his breasts and buttocks like a second skin, revealing lots of cleavage and a mile of luscious legs. Michelle had James wear a long auburn wig, his nails were manicured and polished in bright red, Michelle then started to put makeup on James, even though his face was the same, his facial hair was gone due to the changes. Michelle started with a foundation, powder, bright blue eye shadow, a deep black eyeliner, both top and bottom, and black mascara in his eyelashes. Michelle took James' face in her hand and traced his mouth with a red pencil, then used a bright red lipstick to fill in. Michelle handed James some snap - on pearl earrings and a matching necklace, James reluctantly put them on. "-Like- this is absolutely necessary, right?", he asked in a sultry voice while putting the earrings on. Michelle looked at the reflection in the mirror and said while arranging James' long, perfectly brushed straight auburn wig: "If you don't fool everyone looking like this ? I don't know who will !" The first thing they did was stroll down the street. James was feeling self conscious and vulnerable, but at the same time somewhat thrilled. It was working. Everyone saw him as a woman, and though he had turned into one physically, James still had doubts that he could pass. Of course, he and Michelle knew that he would need to work on his body language and all the other little things, but at the moment he was doing fine. They both went into a nearby pub and sat in a table. Michelle had to remind him to cross his legs. He brushed the wig's long hair from his face and resituated the large breasts he'd only possessed since two days before. The bra required for his prodigious assets seemed like a torture device and he squirmed constantly due to it. He sighed at the ridiculously tight skirt he was wearing, and the nearly bursting shirt. He'd been sitting at the table for over an hour now, and had to turn down drinks from many guys, besides, he was afraid to get up again. He'd gone to the bathroom earlier and had noticed that all of the men had stared at his incredible body. Wearing those clothes it was James who had to fight off the guys all night, not Michelle. "Its very uncomfortable being a woman! "Look around.....all the men are - like- staring at me because of these huge boobs!" James told Michelle. "Time to see how the other half lives!" Michelle replied. He squirmed again, hating how large his ass felt... and the constant jiggle of his tits. He'd always wondered what being a woman might be like, now he knew... and it wasn't the constantly erotic dream he'd pictured. His back hurt like hell from the heavy pair of breasts, he was also not used to the swishing feel of pantyhose, the tightness of the skirt, and he wished he had worn sneakers, he was constantly falling about in his high heels. Then James spent the next few weeks, practicing what it would take to pass himself off as a natural born female. He learned as much as he could about clothes, women's hygiene and other similar matters. He practiced his walking, talking and mannerisms, trying to get them all as feminine and automatic as he could. He also tried observing and imitating Michelle as much as he could. And he also practiced with makeup, for several hours a day until he found himself adept at it. After trying everything to find the wizard, he knew that finding the shop was nearly impossible, James frowned, even though he'd sort of adjusted to being female, he still wanted to be male. He started considering some plastic surgery to his face, he needed to make it more feminine. Besides, Michelle could use some help with the coming baby. Perhaps some day he could have one of his (her) own-