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Having nothing better to do, I decided to pay a visit to the mall.
Walking around, stopping into stores here and there, I did my best to
kill the time. I suppose I was just decompressing before heading home.
Browsing through the stores just happened to be a convenient way to
wind down after my day.
While I was walking I kept careful watch for enticing ladies. Like any
young man my age, I considered myself quite the connoisseur. Careful
not to stare for too long, keeping my gaze from lingering as it were, I
appraised the lady shoppers.
High school girls really weren't my cup of tea. I tended to get excited
at the site of slightly more mature women. Nothing catches my eye more
quickly than a well dressed M.I.L.F. on her rounds.
My attention always fell to a particular region. I was definitely a
"leg man" as they say. A nice pair of shapely legs with some
interesting footwear always got my motor revving. Tight, hose, and
stocking clad legs would stoke my fires. Throw in a pair of high heels,
or best of all a pair of knee-high boots, my focus would be guaranteed.
After a half an hour or so, I decided to stop by the food court and get
a bite to eat. Setting down with my food, I went about eating while
watching the passersby. I very nearly choked when I happened to notice
a fantastic specimen walking by. If I had to guess, I would say she was
in her late thirties. She had short blond hair, blue eyes, and a
stunning figure. Dressed in a white button-up blouse and a short green
skirt for good measure. Best of all, her long slender legs were clad in
tan hose, accentuating every curve of her legs. On her feet, she had a
stunning pair of green heels. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of
her.
My admiration was interrupted by a nearby chuckle. Looking around, I
was surprised to see a well dressed old man smiling at me. He was slim
and distinguished, with a little silver goatee on his chin.
"You like what you see there young man?" He asked me.
Looking back down at my food, I did my best to ignore him, a little
embarrassed at having been spotted gandering.
"Nothing to be ashamed of, I quite admired those gams myself." He
continued. Getting up from his table, he walked over and sat down
across from me.
More than a little creeped out by his forwardness, I looked up at him.
Meeting his eyes, I froze for a moment, almost hypnotized by their
powerful cold depths.
"Ugh, look mister, I don't really want any company so..." I started to
say.
"Now, now my boy, don't be unsociable." He interrupted.
Normally, I would have probably done my best to extricate myself from
the situation, but something in the old man's eyes calmed me and
stifled any impulse I had to take a powder.
With a cool smile on his face he continued, "It's perfectly alright you
know, to admire womanly virtues. I can see quite clearly that you just
happen to be a leg man. I'm correct, aren't I?"
Swallowing hard, and getting a little dizzy, I found myself speaking to
him almost unconsciously, heedless to any decorum I might have
maintained. "Yeah. I-I can't help but look at them. All I have to do is
see a pair of legs and my heart starts racing. I look them up and down,
taking in every inch of their contours. I-I-I owwwwww..." I cut off,
dizzy and more than a little nauseous.
Regaining a bit of my composure a moment later, I looked up at my
uninvited dinner guest. He still wore that cold, disturbing smile on
his face.
"I knew it, a leg man. I can spot them right away." Setting back a bit,
he looked me in the eyes before continuing. "You know, I've been
incarcerated for a time, just recently regaining my freedom. I was
unable to glory in the kinds of impulses you just described. The naked
lust... you know, it's really quite intoxicating just being so near to
it." He started to chuckle once more.
As I continued to squirm in my seat a bit, still overwhelmed with
weakness, he sat back and clapped his hands together.
"I have it! I'm going to celebrate my freedom by bestowing a boon upon
you my dear boy!" With a grin that sent shivers up my spine, he went
on, "I'm going to give you your heart's desire, even, no make that
especially, if you don't even realize what that desire is."
With that, he erupted in full-blown laughter, throwing his head back
with the force of it. As he did, I lost focus and my eyes fluttered
shut. I went unconscious.
Slowly, I drifted back into wakefulness. Lifting my head off of the
table I sat up and looked around. I seemed none the worse for the wear,
and the weird old guy was gone. I sat there for a little bit, looking
around and catching my breath.
Finally, I got up, disposed of my meal's trash and headed off. As I
walked through the mall toward the parking lot, I rehashed what had
just taken place. It was all so odd! The old man had really creeped me
out. I decided to just get the hell out of there. I would head home and
get to bed.
Stumbling along as best I could, I noticed a stunning woman walking in
the opposite direction. She wasn't much older than me, in her late
twenties perhaps. She had shoulder length brown hair and a cherubic
face, quite cute. She wore a black turtleneck sweater over her ample
chest, and a red wool pea-coat over that, opened slightly. She had on a
short black skirt with white piping, its hem fell about mid-thigh. On
her legs she wore black tights with a lovely little gray argyle
pattern. Her footsteps echoed as the knee-high side-zip boots she wore
hit the tiling on the floor. Made of black stretch leather, they hugged
the curve of her calves. The boots had square toes, and a three and
three quarters inch shovel heel. I was totally overwhelmed with lust,
even in my confused state.
As she passed, I suddenly got dizzy once more, getting weak in the
knees. Catching myself, I managed to stumble over to a bench and sit
down. Resting my head in my hands I bent forward slightly and tried to
regain my composure.
It was in that instant that I experienced a sensation unlike any I have
ever felt before. A fiery wave of pain started in the soles of my feet
and swept up over my legs, stopping just as it shot into my belly. I
gasped as the pain staggered me.
With my face still cupped by my hands I sat there, suddenly aware of a
myriad of utterly bizarre sensations. I felt things I had never felt
before. Bringing my hands to the bench to steady myself, I looked down
at my lower body.
To my complete astonishment, I found myself changed beyond belief.
Where my T-shirt and jacket ended at my waist, the top of a black skirt
identical to the one the woman I had just passed had been wearing now
rested. Past the material of the skirt, I found two shapely legs clad
in the same argyle patterned tights, leading right into a pair of the
same stunning boots she wore.
Looking down the length of the mall toward where she had been heading,
I could still make her out, looking exactly as she had as she passed. I
snapped my view back towards myself, confirming what I had seen. I
still had the same lower body ensemble that she had.
Looking more closely, I was terrified to notice that I wasn't just in
similar clothing. The thighs and knees sheathed in the tights were
obviously the same as hers! Smooth shapely limbs that cold only belong
to a woman. Tentatively, I touched the alien legs now attached to my
body. I could feel my hands' touch, and, the utterly wrong smooth
suppleness of the new legs.
Probing my sense of self, I began to become aware of and even more
troubling feeling. Gone was the familiar feeling of my manhood, my
member and balls no longer in my awareness. In their place I felt a
void, an entirely alien feeling. The best way to describe it is to say
that I felt as if I had a second mouth between my legs.
Terrified, I stood up, and nearly toppled over in my new boots.
Stumbling, I began to look around, trying to arrive at some course of
action to take. Looking back toward where she had gone, I found that I
could no longer see the woman who had passed me, her having long since
gone about her business.
Looking around in a panic, I noticed something almost as odd as
suddenly having the lower body of a woman. No one seemed to notice. All
of the other mall patrons seemed to take no notice of me, going about
there routine as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
Getting myself under some self-control, I straightened up and stopped a
man passing by.
"Excuse me sir, what time is it?" I asked cautiously.
"Well son, it's about seven thirty." He said with a friendly smile.
Gulping hard, I managed to ask, "Uh, sir, I hate to impose further, but
do you notice anything out of the ordinary about me? Does anything
strike you as odd?"
Thoughtfully looking me over from head to toe, he finally responded
with "Hmmmm, No sir. Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary."
Confused beyond belief I blurted out, "Nothing! Are you sure!"
Still smiling he answered right back. "No, not a thing. Though I'm sure
the Missus would have a problem with how short your skirt is. Of
course, if I had a pair of chopsticks like those I would show 'em off
too!" He whistled as he finished.
Gasping in a blind panic I said, "You mean you can see them?!?! You
know what's happened to me!!!??!!??"
With this I walked forward, heeled boots clicking as I closed the
distance between us. Grabbing the lapels of his coat to emphasize my
questions.
A little taken aback by my hysterics he spoke quickly "Well sure son,
anybody can see that you've got a woman's legs. Happens now and then.
Nothing weird about that!"
Shocked, I let go of him and stepped back, carefully balancing myself
on the heels of my new boots. I couldn't manage a word, baffled by the
turn of events.
The gentleman tipped his hat and headed off on his way. As I stood
there incredulously, a group of high school boys passed by. Laughing
amongst themselves I heard one of them shout out. "Nice legs dude! Hope
you don't miss your cock!"
As they went by laughing all the way, I snapped my new feminine knees
together and tried to cover as much of my new lower body with my hands
as I could.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I started to cry. Tears welled up and
spilled over as the monumental nature of what had just happened sunk
in. Magic, super-science, it didn't matter what, somehow I had just had
my lower body transformed into the identical likeness of a woman's whom
I had just leered at!
Managing as best I could in my new heeled boots, I scampered out of the
mall. All along the way I could fee the eyes of the men I passed on my
legs, watching them as they scissored back and forth. I could feel them
lingering on the sight of my new shapely rump. Heels clicking, I ran as
best I could to my car.
Reaching into my coat pocket, I fished out my keys. Opening the door
and sitting down, I started it and took off like a bat out of hell, not
really knowing where I was going. Figuring out how to best work the gas
and break pedals with the boots was a bitch, but I managed to divine a
system after a bit, my hysterical panic motivating me onward.
I had no idea what I was going to do.
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