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Alteration Shop
By Chiara
I kept telling myself I should be happy, but I wasn't. Oh.
Hi! My name is Chris by the way. Pull up a chair and let me
tell you my story.
I have just about everything I need. I have a great
apartment. I have money. I have no need to work. I have a
best friend, Greg, and my girlfriend Janet. But one day I
realized I felt I need something more! I looked at myself
in the mirror. I was 33, balding and I weighed too much at
200 pounds. When I hang out with Greg my self-image is
pretty good. Greg is about 5 years younger than me and
works at the brokerage that I worked at before I got rich
on a tip from a customer. Greg takes care of the details of
my finances now as my Trustee. Most days I follow the
markets and call Greg with my thoughts on what is about to
happen on the markets and he uses this information to make
money for his himself and his clients. Greg and I go to
most sport events in town and usually get together once or
twice a week just to hang out. He is a really nice looking
fellow who is always going out on dates with beautiful
women but he rarely dates them for very long.
I guessed that my lack of happiness was due to my
relationship with Janet. She is 2 years younger than I am.
She is attractive but not beautiful. We have been dating
for about two years. We had a great sex life until about
three months ago when she appeared to start to lose
interest in me. We rarely made love any more and we were
seeing less and less of each other. Looking at myself in
the mirror I blamed this on myself.
I said to myself: "Look at me: I'm balding, I'm
overweight."
I doubted I was any ladies ideal partner. That night Greg
and I went for a jog and we told each other our problems.
He said he that the night before he had a date with a great
looking secretary but she was too stupid to even talk to so
he had ended their date early. I told him about my
relationship troubles with Janet. He told me to find a way
to work it out as he figured Janet was a pretty good catch
for a guy like me. He told me to take her to the Football
game the next evening using his ticket from our set of
season's tickets. I said I would. Our run ended at Greg's
place and I walked home from there to cool down. I was only
a couple of blocks from my condo.
When I noticed a sign on a small shop I had not noticed
before. It said: "Fortune's Told, Relation Advice". On the
door was a sign that said: Katarina's. The lights were on
so I decided on a whim to head in. Nothing ventured,
nothing gained!
A rather attractive lady greeted me. She was about 50 but
she had a great figure and she had a Greek accent. She
asked me what problems had brought me to her. I explained
that I did not know why I had come in but that I was having
problems with my girlfriend. I opened up to her that I felt
that if I were more attractive to Janet then our
relationship would improve and would become love.
She said that if that is all I wanted she had a mystical
solution to my problem! I figured she was nuts but I heard
her out. She held up a small bottle. She said if I drank it
and then spent about 4 to 8 hours one on one with Janet
that my appearance would change to be Janet's ideal mate.
She said that the changes would be locked in after this
short time span but would take a few days to occur, as the
human body was a very complicated machine. I was about to
leave but she seamed so sincere that I decide to try it. I
figured if it was just water then I was only throwing away
fifty bucks. If it worked like she said it would be a
bargain at $10,000.00 bucks!
The next morning I thought about how to spend 8 hours with
Janet. I figured the football game and then a late dinner
would be about right. I called Janet and asked her if she
wanted to go to the game.
She was reluctant at first then she agreed. She said she
would be running late and asked if I could leave her ticket
at the door. When I got to the stadium I left the ticket
for her as she had asked and headed in. I decided to take
the potion now so she wouldn't notice. I went in a men's
room cubicle and drank it back. It tasted awful!
I headed out to our seats. I couldn't get the taste out of
my mouth so I bought a beer in the concourse and drank it
back. I bought 2 more beers for Janet and I to have and
went and sat down. The game started and Janet had not
arrived. I was concerned but the game was good and the
beers were helping me enjoy myself. The four guys behind me
were a bit rowdy, but not too bad. They were watching the
cheerleaders more than the game. They appeared to be in
their early 20's so I figured that was appropriate. Janet
finally showed up at the end of the first quarter. She
apologized for being late and asked if we could go talk
away from the crowds for a minute. She sounded upset so I
followed her back to the concourse area. She explained that
she was very sorry but she had a new boyfriend. She had
been seeing him for about 2 months and had agreed to marry
him. She said she was sorry she had not told me earlier and
she headed off.
I stood there in shock for a minute. That did not go at all
how I had expected it to and I thought I wiped back a tear
from starting. I decided that at least the game was a good
one. I bought two more beers and went back and watched the
rest of the game. It was an incredible match and the young
guys just above me kept drawing my attention to the lovely
cheerleaders dancing between plays. After the game I headed
home. Just around the corner from my house was a nicer
strip bar that I went to sometimes with Greg. I decided to
head in for one more beer. Sure enough I found Greg there
having a beer by himself. I told him about Janet and he
said he was sorry.
I said it was probably okay and that I would be fine. We
chatted and had a couple of beers. The strippers were very
good tonight I thought. Very athletic and pretty! Of course
it was late and I was a bit drunk.
At about 1:00 AM Greg and I each headed for home. We agreed
to meet the next afternoon for a run to clear our heads
from our expected hangovers.
When I got home I felt really sick. I ran to the bathroom
and puked and puked until I was empty. I headed off to bed
but then I got some bad cramps in my stomach and had sick
violent diarrhoea. I headed off to bed and had a terrible
nights sleep. My entire body hurt. My stomach hurt. My head
hurt. My muscles hurt. My bones hurt!
Even my hair hurt! I threw up many more times in the
evening and had even more diarrhoea. I wondered if it was
all a nightmare as there was no way I should have had that
much stuff in me compared to what was coming out of me!
The next morning I woke up expecting to have the worst
hangover I had ever had. But I didn't feel bad at all. I
felt pretty good actually. I stood up and stretched. I bent
over and touched my toes.
I had not been able to do that in years. I wondered if my
sickness last night was just some sort of dream. I went in
the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.
It had not been a dream at all. I had changed overnight. My
gut was gone. Most of my fat was gone actually. I was
skinnier that I had ever been. My waist was tiny like a
girl's. My hair was filling in and my face appeared to be
about 5 years younger than last night. I weighed myself and
found I was now 130 pounds! I had lost about 70 pounds
overnight! I guess that was what had been coming out of me
when I was sick. I took a shower to clean myself up. I
noticed the drain was clogging up with small hairs that
were washing off my body. My body was almost hairless now
except around my genitals and a bit around my armpits. Even
my face was hairless! I got out and got dressed. Nothing
really fit.
"What was happening to me?" I wondered.
Then I remembered the magic potion I had taken. It must be
doing this to me. But I hadn't spent hardly any time with
Janet last night. It didn't really make sense to me. I
thought I had better go see Katarina and ask her what was
happening to me. The best outfit I could come up with was a
sweat suit that was way too big on me.
I had to roll up the legs and sleeves and tie the waist in
to keep the pants from falling down. I looked ridiculous. I
went quickly over to Katarina's shop. Luckily it was open.
She did not recognize me at first and I had to tell her who
I was. She said this should not have happened. I told her
that I had tried to use the potion she gave me correctly
but that my girlfriend had dumped me.
She asked what I had done in the hours after taking her
potion.
I told her about the football game and going to the bar
with Greg. She asked who I was nearest to at these times. I
told her that it would have been the four college boys
during the game, then Greg while I was at the bar.
She said the potion appeared to be working. Although she
had never seen it have such dramatic results. I asked what
she meant and she explained that I appeared to be becoming
a mix of what the college boys and Greg thought was their
perfect mate. She said that by tomorrow I would be a woman
to match their fantasies. She said I would be a blend of
what each of them thought was a very pretty and healthy
woman. My jaw just about dropped off and I almost fainted.
She showed me in the mirror and said that my bone structure
had already changed. I was shorter and much smaller that
yesterday.
She said the changes were not stoppable!
I asked if there was anything she could do for me. She said
that I would have to go through the changes and stay as a
woman for about a week at least. Then she could use the
magic again to change me into some lady's ideal mate. I
would never have my old body back though.
I started to head out the door in my stunned state. She
told me to wait for a minute. She came back a couple of
minutes later with a ladies tracksuit and a pair of runners
in a bag. She said they were too big for me but they would
fit better than the clothes I was wearing. She said I was
welcome to come back in week or week and a half if I wanted
to change back to being a man again. That was weird I
thought. I still am a man right now and she said, "If I
wanted to change back." I had never in my life wanted to be
a woman. I obviously would want to be a man again when this
ordeal was over!
When I got home I ate a small lunch then went and threw up
some more! This was getting annoying. I was getting smaller
and prettier.
I looked into my underwear and saw that my penis and balls
were shrinking away. It made me cringe. My chest was puffy
and my nipples were soar too. I was starting to develop
breasts. I was just exploring under my shirt when there was
a knock on my door. It was Greg. I sheepishly invited him
in. He was puzzled when he saw me. I told him it was me and
how this had happened. And that the end result would be me
being a woman! He was shocked. He told me he had never
believed in magic. I told him I hadn't really either before
now but I believed now. He said that he would help me in
any way possible. I told him how much I appreciated this
and that for now I was just going to keep my life as normal
as possible. He asked what I meant and I said that for
example we should still go for our run.
He asked if I felt up for it and I told him I had never
felt better physically. He asked if I had clothes to wear
and I said I did have the one tracksuit. It was too big but
I guessed I could run in it and the shoes were okay with 2
pairs of socks on.
We headed out for our run and I found that I was setting
the pace instead of dragging behind Greg like I had in the
past. It was the best run I had gone on in years! "Maybe
these changes wouldn't be so bad", I thought to myself as
we ran along and chatted. I'd have to get some clothes that
fit better for tomorrow though. This outfit wasn't
comfortable at all. And I guessed I would need some support
of some kind for my breasts by tomorrow as well. They had
grown more and they were starting to bounce while I ran.
When we got back to my place I hesitated. Mike usually came
up for a hot tub after we ran.
I told him we should maybe pass, as I felt a bit awkward.
He said he fully understood, but that maybe we could soon
as his shoulders were a bit tight and could use a hot tub.
He asked if I wanted to go running tomorrow and I said that
I would like that a lot. He said that since it would be
Monday he had to work. He said he would come for our run at
around 6:00 P.M. I agreed then joked that he might not be
able to keep up with me. I was a bit tired so I decided to
sit down and watch T.V. for a while. I hung my damp
tracksuit over a towel rack to dry and put on an old t-
shirt. It was more than coverage enough in length as it
covered my bottom but it was large in the shoulders. I
watched MTV for a while and dozed off. I awoke at about 10
PM. I figured I was probably going to puke again or
something. I felt fine. I went to the mirror and looked at
myself. I pulled off the T-shirt. First thing I noticed: I
had a great rack! I had tits almost as big as Pamela
Anderson's inflated fake ones. But mine were real and firm!
My waist and tummy were thin and muscular. My hips flared
out spectacularly and my pelvic area was flat with just a
pretty little muff of hair above what appeared to be my
vagina. "My Vagina?" I explored it carefully with my index
finger. It was warm and accepting to my exploration. I
found what I immediately knew was my clitoris and quickly
gave myself my first female orgasm. The pleasure ran
through my entire body like nothing I had felt before.
I passed out. The next morning I awoke knowing that what I
had hoped was a dream was true. I was now a fully
functioning woman! I had to take a pee so I ran to the can
and had a piss. I had to sit for the first time in my life.
I realized my stomach had calmed down. I guessed that the
changes had finished. I wiped myself then took an inventory
of my new appearance.
My body was incredible, as I had described it already. I
have enormous firm breasts on a tiny waist with a beautiful
firm little ass. My hair was about half way down my back
and was brown with streaks of red and blonde. I paused to
think to myself. Five male's fantasy girl, I should have
known I'd have long hair and big breasts! Then I looked at
my face: My lips were much fuller. My cheekbones were
higher. My eyes were huge compared to my face. They had
long eyelashes and looked very inviting. There was a pretty
Asian slant to my eyes. These 4 college guys and my friend
Greg had blended me into one spectacular female!
I lay there for about a half hour then remembered that I
had told Greg I would go running with him after work today.
I decided I would definitely need an outfit that fit and
some support for my breasts.
They were bouncing around even as I walked in my apartment!
I combed my hair the best I could. It took me quite a while
just to part it. I pulled the front inch or so from each
side of my part back behind my ears and let the rest hang
loose. I thought it looked pretty good for my first lady's
hairstyle. I pulled on the oversized track suit and shoes
that Katarina had given me and headed for the mall to look
for a running outfit that my new body would be comfortable
wearing.
I got to the mall and headed into: "Superstar World". A
young man came up and asked if I needed assistance. I told
him I was looking for a jog bra and a running outfit. He
said that his store had many and asked what size I was. I
explained that I had lost some weight and was unsure of
what size I was. He suggested I go down the mall to
"Victoria's Secret" and find out what my real size was now
and get a sport bra there. Then come back and get an
outfit. I had always wanted to explore that store as a
male. I headed over and went in. A pretty lady named Paula
asked if I needed assistance. I told her I wanted a Jog-Bra
but I did not know my size. She measured me and had me try
on a bra. It was a pretty white cotton bra with lace edges.
She said I measured 34D-22-35.
I tried on the bra she suggested and jumped up and down a
little. In the mirror my large breasts were supported and
looked nice. I figured this bra would help me be
comfortable with these new spectacular assets. She said
that for my figure this bra would be good for running or
just to wear around. She showed me a thong panty that
matched my new bra. I paused for a second then thought
about how nice my bottom had been when I checked it out
earlier. It would look incredible in a thong panty. I asked
if I could try it on and she said only if I bought it for
hygienic reasons. I said that would not be a problem. I
tried it on and was amazed. I looked even better in my bra
and panty than I did naked! The bra squeezed my breasts to
exaggerate my ample cleavage and the panties covered a
perfect triangle over my muff and vagina and rested
perfectly on my curvy hips crossing to the centre of my
back and disappearing into my spectacular butt crack!
Paula could tell I was impressed. She thought it was with
her sales skills but it was more to do with me staring at
my incredible body.
She said she had 4 or five other styles of bra and panty
sets in my size that she thought would look great on me. I
said I would take all of them on her recommendation. She
also sold me 2 pairs of cotton panties, which covered my
bottom. She said they would be comfortable to run in.
She saw that I was in a buying mood and asked if there was
anything else she could show me. I looked around and
realized this store sold much more than Lingerie. They sold
almost all kinds of clothes but they were all very sexy and
feminine. I bought several outfits to cover the week or so
ahead. When I left I was wearing the original bra and panty
set I had tried on and a white "twin set top" which was a
sleek tube top with an open scoop neck cardigan and a pair
of white stretch Capri pants. They had a slit on the side
and the zipper was on the side as well. I was wearing a
pair of strappy sand coloured sandals with a 3 inch rocker
platform. I felt very obvious in that my bra straps were
not covered by my cardigan unless I was careful, and my
pants felt tiny compared to anything I had ever worn
before. But this outfit was incredibly comfortable! I felt
so healthy!
I had never felt as good as I did at that moment! As I was
about to leave I remembered my hot tub. I needed a
swimsuit. I told Paula I wanted something conservative. She
said nothing would be conservative on my figure but sold me
a "Speedo" tank suit in a high-lustre silver material. She
also convinced me to buy a 2 piece, which I figured I'd
never wear. It was made of a sky blue and white material in
a cloudy sky pattern. It was a triangle top with ties at
the neck and a string bikini bottom.
When I was paying, Paula asked how much I ran. I told her I
was running quite a bit these days. She said she ran most
days and was looking for a new running partner. We decided
to go for a run together one day and we exchanged phone
numbers. I gave her a friendship hug when I left. I knew we
were going to be good friends in the future!
I was heading out from the mall with my purchases when I
realized I had not gotten my running gear yet. I went back
to the running store to look for shoes and an outfit. The
boy who had helped me came up and stared at my cleavage. He
asked if I had had any success. I told him I had bought
some suitable support bras and thanked him. I picked out a
yellow dry-fit running crop top that I figured would cover
my bra lines and a matching pair of dri-fit bicycle style
shorts plus a new pair of top end Nike runners. I also
bought some running socks and a baseball hat that fit my
head nicely. I was just leaving when I noticed a male
mannequin wearing a skimpy Speedo style swimsuit. I thought
about my tiny new 2 piece swimsuit and then I bought the
man's swimsuit in medium size. The only person I went in
the pool with was Greg. I figured if I was ever brave
enough to wear the 2 piece swimsuit I bought, he should
wear a revealing style too!
I headed home with my purchases.
I took off my outfit and laid it on my bed. I put on the
cotton panty and bra that Paula had suggested for running.
It was comfortable and supportive. I pulled the shorts up
over my legs and bottom. They felt great. I looked at the
small top I had bought trying to figure out how to put it
on. It had no opening like the bras. I pulled it over my
arms first then I reached my arms up over my head and
pulled the top down over my head. I had to pull it down
over my breasts to finish putting it on. I looked down to
see my firm round breasts in my yellow top. They looked
great from my view.
I looked in the mirror. My shorts and top were skin tight
and looked great on me! I sat on the floor and put on my
socks and shoes. I could not believe how flexible I was. I
stood ups slowly and watched myself in the mirror. My top
was low cut and I could really see my cleavage. It made me
feel great to see such nice tits. And they were on me. Just
then the doorbell rang. It was Greg. I let him in and let
him have a good look at me.
He stood there in silence. He asked if I was really Chris.
I smiled and told him it was me. He asked how I felt. I
said I felt better than I ever had before. I showed him how
flexible I was by bending over and touching my toes. Then I
put the palms of my hands on the floor. I stood up slowly
and looked at Greg's face for a response.
He was looking down my top. I was about to say something
when I noticed he was starting to get an erection under his
shorts. I felt a bit warm and wondered how big Greg's penis
was. He had a nice muscular body but in the years I had
known him I had never noticed his penis. I was puzzled at
my thoughts but they felt totally natural and innocent to
me in my new body. I broke the silence by saying we'd
better head out for our run. We ran for about an hour then
finished up near my place. Greg was behind me the entire
way. I asked if he had problems keeping up and he admitted
he had. He blushed, then said that if he had not had such
an incredible looking running mate to follow he would not
have been able to come close to my pace.
I invited him up for a hot tub as I had promised the night
before. I went in my room to put on my swimsuit and was
about to put on the one piece when I remembered the two
piece bikini. I grabbed the man's suit and took it to the
bathroom where Greg was changing. I knocked and told him I
had a swimsuit he would have to wear if he was going to see
me in a swimsuit. He reached out and took it. I went back
to my room and put on the 2 piece swimsuit. I looked in the
mirror and looked deep into the eyes of the best looking
woman I had ever seen. She was wearing the sexiest swimsuit
I had ever seen. She was me! I decided right then that I
really loved my new appearance! I had no intention of ever
going back to the woman at the alteration shop, except to
thank her for giving me a new lease on life and a new
beginning! I headed out to the hot tub. Greg was there,
wearing the skimpy swimsuit. It looked great on him. I
could tell he was quite well endowed! He was looking at me
too. He had a big grin on his face. I asked if he had a
problem or something. He chuckled and said:
"My best friend is now the sexiest woman I have ever seen."
I blushed then asked who he was talking about. Greg said:
"You of course Chris." He said that it was hard to look at
me and call me Chris. I suggested he call me "Cricket". It
was short for Christine and I thought it was cute. Greg
paused.
He took my hand and kissed it and said: "I can live with
that...Cricket."
I pulled back a bit nervously.
"You seem uncomfortable." Greg said, "Just say if you don't
want to do this."
"I want this so bad I am terrified!" I admitted. Greg
leaned over me and lowered his tongue and licked my lower
lip.
I reacted by parting my lips and taking a deep breath. Greg
pressed his open mouth against mine. His tongue slipped in
to touch my tongue. He took the opportunity to reach under
my top to caress my breasts. My breathing started to
increase as though I had been running again.
Greg slipped the knot to untie my bikini top and removed it
to expose my breasts. He kissed my neck and shoulders. He
loosened the strap of my bra and kissed where it had been
resting on me. My heart was pounding! I could not stand
still. I reached up and placed my hands against Greg's
chest. I ran my hands over his muscular chest and around to
his back. My breasts brushed against his chest and I felt a
bolt of arousal! I arched my back. Greg leaned over and
gently kissed and sucked one of my tits, then the other. I
could feel a wild fire building throughout my entire body!
Greg leaned me down on my bed and gently peeled my bottoms
off. His kisses burned a path down from my breasts to my
abdomen. He then lowered himself to my legs and kissed my
calves. He gently licked up to the inside of my knees. I
just about passed out as I realized how sensitive the
inside of my knees are. His kisses came up and stopped at
the inside of my thighs. I was shocked at the pleasure his
mouth was giving me. My back arched as his tongue stroked
my new and most private parts. I wanted to scream as waves
of pleasure burst through and spread throughout my body.
I was just recovering my breath when I realized Greg was
removing his swimsuit. He lowered himself between my still
trembling thighs.
He began kissing me again. Gently, he entered me. His shaft
stretched and spread me with each slow thrust. Gradually
the fires started to rebuild. Deeper and deeper until I was
fully holding his length within me. My hips rose to meet
his. I grabbed his hips and pulled, urging him deeper into
me. I could sense Greg's self control start to slip as he
plunged faster and faster into me. A rush of pleasure ran
through me and I screamed. Greg stiffened and came into my
welcoming body.
We lay in each other's arms, totally spent from our
lovemaking. Best friends totally in love. As our breathing
became normal, we fell asleep.
That is pretty much the end of my story. I really am so
very happy now. Eventually Greg moved into my place and he
treats me very well.
I think if I have any advice for you about finding your
perfect mate it would be this: I'd say you should become
friends first, then lovers. Oh, and maybe ask me for
Katarina's address! ;-)
Stevie
- 31.05.2022
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