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Disclaimer: I do not own Neon Genesis Evangelion, or its characters. It
is a property of Gainax, and Yoshiyuki Sadamoto (The manga author).
The Miss Gender character is mine.
REFRESH SHAMPOO
It had been another tough day in the miserable life of Shinji Ikari;
another day of waking, cleaning, cooking, eating, schooling, and copping
more of Asuka's flak. On top of all that, there were his piloting duties
at NERV, in which he usually dreaded death at the hands of the Angels, or
by his own Eva. Thankfully, none of the sought had happened on this day,
and all he had to look forward to, was a shower and the trip back to
Misato's apartment, for more teasing from Misato and bitchiness from
Asuka. However, as luck would have it, the bathrooms were closed for
repair, leaving him to walk home with the scent of LCL- a scent he hated-
still lingering.
It was on his trip home, however that he suddenly noticed something that
he couldn't recall seeing the previous day. It was a rectangular
building, about two stories tall, mostly cream in colour. On the front in
big black letters was the word BATHHOUSE. Strangely underneath, was the
quote 'Open to all who want a good time'. Presuming the store as just
recently opened, and longing to rid his smell, he decided to go in. Upon
entering the sliding doors, he was met with an empty reception room,
complete with desk. "Uh, Hello?" he piped out for attention, but for no
response. He then noticed a sign which read:
No one is in right now, but feel free to use any room. Just pay 100 yen
onto the jar provided, and enjoy your experience.
"Well, that's odd," he thought out loud "why would the store remain open
when the owners are out?" However, he shrugged off that thought and
taking off his shoes at the entrance, he placed his change into the jar.
After taking a walk down the hallway, he entered a large room filled with
blue tile on the walls and floor. On the sides of the door, were wash
basins with mirrors. In front of him were rows of lockers and benches,
and at the other end of the room, about ten shower cubicles stacked side
by side. Each had contemporary towels hanging on the doors, and for some
strange reason he noted, a full side mirror on each end. After undressing
himself, and storing his clothes into the lockers, Shinji stepped into a
cubicle, and for modesty's sake, shut the door.
Turning on the tap, a rain of warm water started to gush all over him. As
he was getting wet, Shinji noticed a long, tall bottle on the shelf,
labelled Refresh shampoo and body wash. Underneath the heading, in small
font it said; for a refreshing good time. 'Anything to get rid of this
scent', he thought and squirted a green, gel like liquid into his palm.
He then started to lather it into his soaked brown hair. As he was doing
so, he felt that his scalp was tingling, but ignored it, thinking it was
the shampoo taking effect. He then started to use the remaining suds on
his face. As he started to rinse, he felt that the suds were tingling
against his face, and a tickling sensation had suddenly appeared at the
back of the neck and his ears.
Looking at himself into the mirror, he gave a yelp. He looked around
quickly, before observing the figure in the mirror, one he initially
didn't recognize. But he soon found that it was him, only with hair
suddenly down his neck, sides and even down his forehead, and still
growing towards his shoulders. Elsewhere, while his boyish face didn't
look all too different, though his jaw had become more rounded and now
his eyebrows were slimming, and eyelashes were growing out of his
widening eyes. He, like the reflection, touched his face to find it was
smooth, and devoid of peach fuzz...like a girls.
Shinji was shocked to see a girls face on his body, let alone one with
hair that just stopped at his shoulder blades. However, he was also
surprised that he felt aroused caused by the sudden refreshment on his
face. It felt like a cold breeze against his skin, ignoring the warm
water of the shower. But his aroused hormones were telling him that he
wanted more of this strange magic. Before he knew it, another squirt had
entered his palm, and he was massaging his neck. In surprise, he sang out
a single "Laa" as he felt his Adams apple retreat, and his voice re-
broke
into a higher child-like tone. His neck slimmed to a more swan like form.
He then massaged the suds into his shoulders, which drooped and slightly
reduced in width, leaving his abdomen evenly shaped.
The massaging continued, as Shinji applied more bodywash to his arms,
which lost the little muscle tone they had. Rubbing his hands, he saw
them shrink to a gentler , more delicate appearance. He then applied
another squirt to his palm, and in a combination of fear and excitement,
looked at his chest. He fondled at his pectorals, which also began to
lose tone, and his nipples suddenly stood out and darkened, sending a new
jolt of pleasure to his already erect penis. "Ohh," he groaned in his
new
feminine voice, as his pectorals protruded to two small mounds of fat.
Then, in wide eyed wonder, he witnessed the mounds balloon and round out
to a pair of perky BB cup breasts.
At this new development, he started to fondle inexplicitly at the two
soft, smooth globes. Each time, a new wave of pleasure washed over him,
overcoming the freezing sensation of the shampoo. Soon, one sudd covered
hand was caressing his stomach. "Oooh," he again moaned, as his ribs
contracted his waist to a smaller shape, and his forming abs relaxed into
smooth flat skin. He then quickly applied more of the green liquid onto
his hips. Rubbing his sides in increased pleasure, he moaned again as he
saw his hips emerge from his waist, improving his hourglass figure. He
turned around, and started to rub his buttocks, seeing them expand in the
mirror, as well as feeling it becoming ample but firm in his grope.
He then used his newly rounded rear to sit down, gasping at the cushiness
he felt upon contact. Another squirt later, and Shinji was now rubbing
the liquid downwards through his legs. He again felt the tingling, as any
hair on them fell by the wayside, whilst his thighs gathered up fat, and
became rounder to match his hips, and his calves became more slender and
shapely. Finally, upon stroking his feer, he saw them shrink to a
delicate size and shape. He then proceeded to stand up, finding himself
about an inch shorter than usual, and looked at himself in the mirror.
Now standing was a nearly feminized Shinji, with only his erect penis
proving his original gender. He stared in surprise, taking in the
scenario better than he expected. The almost girl he'd become was very
attractive, and he wanted to take advantage of this.
Not standing the throbbing of his erection any longer, Shinji started to
caress it with one delicate hand, whilst the other started probing and
groping his new set of curves. The pleasure he felt was like no other:
the tenderness of his breasts, the tempting hourglass figure, the
firmness of his behind. All were all being touched at the right time by
his nubile fingers, as his other hand was pounding at his penis, building
towards orgasm. In his euphoria, he learned against the wall. "Ahhhh" he
squealed, as the climax came, not even caring about the released
tension,
as the feeling of it all clouded his mind.
Breathing heavily, Shinji recovered feeling satisfied, but the feeling
inside of him knew there was something missing, and to Shinji's fear, he
knew what he had to do. Again the gel oozed into his hand, which then
started to descend. Then, he hesitated. "I shouldn't do this," he said to
himself, "I'm still a boy in mind and soul." but the temptation in his
heart was too strong. As his hand squeezed his genitalia to his horror
and excitement, Shinji felt his groin tingle. He thought about looking
away, but again, he fell into his curiosity as the final transformation
happened.
Firstly, his testicles started to rise up into his body, and then
reposition themselves to become his ovaries. Meanwhile, his stiff cock
started to shrink, hollowing out doing so, becoming a tunnel for his
vagina. He also felt a warm sensation, as his system rearranged itself to
fit with this 'tunnel'. Then, with a look of dread, Shinji watched as
his
scrotum caved in, as his now limp shaft continued to shrink into it,
until it was just the head. Then that slowly sunk into the cavernous
void, before the skin around it covered the cavern and reformed into
vaginal lips. Finally, with a slight electric jolt from her clitoris
'popping' out, Shinji was now truly female.
Now in shock, the currently female Shinji looked at herself. Not only had
her sex changed, but more terrifying was that part of her actually felt
thrilled at this wonderful event. Most of all, her urges were now telling
her to make the most of it. So, once more sitting down against the tiled
wall, facing the mirror, Shinji opened up her legs, revealing her newly
formed vagina, and nub like clit, in all their glory. Then, anticipating
the rush that followed, she miserably tried to brace herself as her hand
lowered itself to her groin. She again stopped, questioning her morals.
"Am I really that fucked up?" she pondered worryingly. But despite her
morals, she was yearning for a woman's touch and the orgasm that would
follow. And she was going to do it no matter what.
So, with great dread, Shinji did the inevitable and touched her pussy. It
was just a slight touch, but it was enough to get this girl to coo in
arousal. Soon, she found to her amazement that she was rubbing at her new
organs. A dull electric feeling crawled through her body, which soon
magnified itself the more she explored her new body. Her initial feeling
of dread was soon lifted, as she found herself overcome with enjoyment,
the longer she pursued. As she used the other hand to knead her breasts,
increasing the sensation more, she felt a wetness in her crotch, not
caused by the shower but that didn't stop her. Soon, she found herself
groaning louder and louder, and the feeling growing stronger and
stronger. She continued on with the fondling, the caressing and the
squeals of delight, as the building sensation inside of her started to
reach its climax. Then, just when she was yearning for release, she cried
"AHHHHHH" as she orgasmed, her juices erupted everywhere, and leaving
her
flushed and gasping for breath. She even tasted herself, overcome on how
sweet her cum was.
It took her a few moments to recover before she exclaimed "Wow, that was
a good time!" In fact, she admitted that she enjoyed the sensation. In
fact, she actually felt more vibrant than she had before. But now
questions had filled her mind. Was the effect permanent? What would NERV
do if they found that their pilot had changed his sex overnight? Would
Asuka accuse him of being a pervert? Noticing that the shower was now
off, she quickly grabbed the shampoo for any clues. Eventually she found
the back label...
REFRESH SHAMPOO AND BODY WASH
For a refreshing good time
When applied to the body, this product is guaranteed to give a refreshing
experience, by transforming the user to the opposite sex, and fulfilling
their sexual desires. Side effects include refreshing sensation, and
improvement in mood. Transformation side effects wear off after two
hours.
"...two hours" re-read a now relieved Shinji, knowing that her
abnormality wouldn't last. She then got up, and started drying herself
with the towel, careful not to arouse herself again, and walked over to
the lockers to get dressed.
She was curious enough to find that someone had been in the room while
she was in the shower, as she found amongst her clothes a bra and
panties. She also noticed that they were left with a note- 'Wear these,
just in case.' Thoughts were again filling her head. Who put them there?
Why would she need them, if her current condition was only temporary?
Also, what would Asuka or Misato think if they found them? She rejected
them, and turned to dress herself. She noticed that even though she
hadn't shrunk much, her clothes were different. Her boxers were tight
around her hip region, while her nipples felt very sensitive against her
shirt. "Agghh, they feel itchy" she thought, before she looked at the
discarded bra on the bench.
For a few moments she stared at it, the thought aching in her head, but
eventually she gave into temptation, threw off the shirt, and grabbed the
garment. At first it was hard to figure out how to put it on. However,
she eventually slid it over her head, and placed her breasts into the
cups, before sliding the straps over her shoulders. She observed herself
in the sink mirror, and found that the bra looked perfect, giving her
assets some nice cleavage. They also felt comfortable against the cotton.
However, she still looked off with the boxers hanging around her pelvis.
She sighed, knowing what had to be done. Without hesitation she slid the
boxers off, grabbed the panties, and slid her smooth legs through the
panties. Upon sighting herself in the mirror again, she was in awe of her
nice hourglass figure, and how her bangs of her new hairstyle covered
her
forehead, while the back spread out towards her shoulders. She was soon
embarrassed to find herself blushing.
She then turned back to the subject of dressing, and realized that in her
current state she'd look out of place in boys clothing. In fact, she had
a slight feeling of being cheated of not been given a girls uniform. She
soon shrugged that thought out, and decided to improvise on disguise.
Even though her slacks were tight in the thigh and hip regions, she
thought no one would tell the difference. She kept her shirt untucked
loosely to avoid her breasts be exposed. Then, finding some string in her
backpack, she grabbed her hair and tied it up into a ponytail, which was
then hidden down the collar of her shirt. After observing herself in the
mirror one last time, telling herself that the ruse was 'plausible', she
started to leave.
Then she looked back one last time at the shower cubicle. She eyed the
bottle of REFRESH SHAMPOO on the shelf; the very bottle that had caused
the strangest, but most pleasurable minutes of her life. For the longest
time, she stared at it enticingly. After all, this had been the first
instance of real magic she'd experienced. The bathhouse had only just
appeared today: would it be gone tomorrow? Her life wasn't normal, but
had still brought her grief. But the last few minutes had made her feel
better, and guiltily, she'd wanted to feel the experience again. In the
end, she grabbed the bottle from the cubicle, stuffed it in the backpack,
and left the bathhouse, anxious to go home. As Shinji was walking down
the street however, a woman had appeared at the front door, observing the
retreating figure. "Another satisfied customer," she said to herself, a
sly smirk on her face.
About a half hour later, Shinji managed to arrive to her apartment.
Fortunately, no one had dared a second glance, let alone that there
wasn't too many people who passed her. She was though, still afraid that
someone was already home, and would spot her. However, she found the door
locked. "Misato must be at work," she sighed "and Asuka must be at
Hikari's house." Digging the key out of her bag, and unlocking the door,
she sneaked in and got to her room, with only the stares of Pen Pen to
worry about.
The still female teen then rummaged through her bag and fished out the
bottle. She looked at it with intent, wondering where to hide it. The
bathroom was out of the question, as she feared a certain red head was
going to find it. She knew she couldn't leave it in the bag, as someone
from school might take it, and make an unpleasant discovery. In the end,
she decided to place it in her desk drawer, knowing that there was a
slim-to-nil chance that someone else would bother looking in there.
Noticing there was still an hour before the side effect would wear off,
Shinji decided to listen to her S-DAT. Soon, the sound of blaring music
was flooding the teens eardrums. But even then, something at the back of
her mind was nagging her. She still had a woman's body. She was alone.
Why was she wasting her time to music, when she could be quenching her
curiosity? She didn't know where such a thought had come from, but she
just wanted to know.
And so, stripping herself down to her bra and panties, she snuck herself
into Asuka's room. It wasn't long, until she found what she was looking
for: Asuka's school uniform, which was folded up on a chair. "She must've
changed before she left" She thought. She again looked around, fearing
Asuka would suddenly appear, but she found that no one had come. And so,
with great anxiety, she took the white blouse, and slipped it over her
torso, and buttoned it up. This was followed by the grey smock, which she
slid over her head, before sliding the arms through the straps, and
fastening it with the ribbon at the waist, which accentuated her figure.
She then grabbed some white socks, which she pulled over her silky
calves.
She then went to the full length mirror for a better look. She looked
like a young, ponytailed female student. Out of curiosity, she undid her
ponytail, revealing her unkempt, shoulder-length haircut. This she saw
didn't look right, and she quickly found a hairbrush to straighten the
kinks out. After a short while, she again observed herself. She was
stunned with the result. Around 90 minutes ago was a young, semi-scrawny
teenage male; now standing was a gorgeous female, with a cute short
haircut which sprawled out at her shoulders. She was a definition of
beauty, one that any boy would want to date.
"Is...is this really me?" she spoke softly, a tear to her eye.
"It sure is," spoke an unfamiliar voice behind her.
Startled, Shinji turned, to find a young lady with a short blonde bob
cut, green eyes, and wearing a blue blouse, which showed off her nicely
proportioned cleavage, and a dark blue skirt which stopped above the
knee. "Who, what, how..." Shinji spluttered out, but was cut off as the
lady placed a finger to Shinji's lips. "Shhh, relax." The woman spoke
calmly "I'll explain myself. I'm Miss gender, owner of the bathhouse."
"The owner?" cried Shinji. "But why, and...?"
Miss Gender again interrupted. "Allow me to explain. You see, I'm what
you people call a witch. Obviously the good kind, or you would've tuned
you into a newt by now."
"A witch?" said Shinji. "But why would you want to interfere with my
life?"
"Well, I'm a special kind of witch, I deal with the secret fantasies of
everyday people."
"Secret fantasies?"
"Well, you see" explained the lady "The bath house only contributes, and
serves for those whoever have the fetish of, how can I put this, uh
transgender."
"WHAT?" cried Shinji "But I've never had any fantasies like that!"
"Oh yes you've had," said Miss Gender. "You know that envious feeling men
get when they look at girls, wishing they were them, even for one day?
Those guilty thoughts of wanting to live like them, dress like them, etc?
You may deny this Shinji, but even if people like you think they have no
interest in such things, that thought is always there, at the back of
the
head, lurking."
Shinji thought this one out for a moment. So that explains the urges to
continue with the transformation, and the masturbation, and now the
cross-dressing.
"But why me?" she said.
"Well," continued Miss Gender "When your case arrived, I saw your file,
and man did you need something to spruce up your day." She then conjured
up a manilla folder out of nowhere. "Tsk, tsk, dead mother, bastard of a
father, responsibility for saving the world, Asuka treating you like a
doormat..."
"Yes, yes I get it. My life sucks," cried Shinji, not wanting to be
reminded.
"Right, I'm sorry to bring it up." The lady quickly apologized before
continuing, "Anyway, like all my clients, I checked your innermost
thoughts and had the bathhouse came to you. Now, knowing the chance that
you're not into permanent change, I've put a time limit to your formula.
In rare cases, I even allow them to stay that way, on their request.
Judging the way that you decided to take the bottle, plus the bra and
panties I planted, I'm guessing you like your form."
Shinji blushed "Well, yeah. I...suppose I do..."
"But?" interrupted Miss gender.
"I think I want to stay male, as that's what the world expects me to be."
"Well I could change reality to suit your new gender."
"Uh no thanks," replied Shinji "I'm used to how the world sees me as
male."
"Don't lie to me Shinji," teased Miss Gender playfully "I know you like
to re-live the experience."
Shinji blushed at this statement, but guiltily sighed, "Yes."
"Oh that's okay" Miss Gender said reassuringly, "All people have their
perversions. In that case then, I'll leave you alone with the shampoo and
if you want me, call me and I'll come to help."
"Really?" said Shinji
"Of course you can!" Miss Gender exclaimed happily.
"But when am I going to use this?" Shinji asked "It's not like I'm going
to be alone all the time. For all I know, my luck today's been a fluke."
"Oh I wouldn't worry," assured Miss gender, "I think you'll going to have
a
good time with that."
"What do you mean?" asked Shinji, confused
"You'll be surprised on who else might want a dose of that shampoo." Miss
Gender replied cheekily giving Shinji a wink. Then, standing back, she
said "Well, looks like my job is finished here."
"Wait, what do you mean who else wants a dose?" asked Shinji. But all
Miss gender would say was "Toodles!", and with a click of the fingers,
she vanished.
A few moments later, Shinji found a card where the woman had been
standing. Picking it up, she started to read it...
Dear Shinji, if I were you, I'd start changing into your normal clothes
again, as the spell is going to wear out soon. For your information if
you're concerned about your garments, keep them. As long as you hide
them, there will be no worries.
From Miss A Gender.
P.S. Misato's coming home soon...
Processing the bold type in her brain, Shinji quickly stripped out of the
school uniform (Placing it back carefully as she could on the chair.)
and
ran back to her room. Then, keeping her garments on for comfort, she
started to dress herself in some casual clothes (Black pants and red
shirt). Looking at her watch, she found there was still a good 20 minutes
before the effects would wear off. She knew that it was too risky to
come
out of her room, so she locked the door to make sure no one would charge
in. She decided to do listen to her S-DAT to occupy some time.
But before she even put the device on, she heard the door open and then
Misato's cheery voice shouting "Shinji-kun, I'm home!" "Yeah" Shinji
softly said to herself, hoping that Misato would dismiss a lack of an
answer as his usual self, which in this case she did. She could only
imagine the reaction if Misato saw her in this state, calling her 'cute'
and what not. Eventually through the music she again heard the front door
open, and presumed that Asuka had also arrived home, and complaining
about when was dinner ready.
Eventually, Shinji looked at her watch; thirty seconds to go. It was then
that she decided to check if the spell wore off. So, taking her shirt
off, and pulling down her pants, Shinji waited in anticipation. Just as
two hours ticked over, she felt warm all over. Looking at her chest, she
saw her breasts recede back into her chest and emptying out the bra,
while her waist fleshed out. Her hair felt tingly, as it became her short
boyish cut again. But most rewarding was seeing her organs grow back
with
a slight 'pop', which slightly aroused him. "Phew!" he said now in his
now deeper voice, relieved about the change. He then took the bra and
panties off, throwing them into the wardrobe and re-dressed himself,
before leaving the room to continue his day.
And so, the routine of Shinji Ikari returned. Firstly, he happily greeted
Misato with slight chirpiness in his tone, which was a more pleasant
side
effect to the shampoo, before going to the kitchen to get dinner started.
They were joined by Asuka for dinner, and afterwards Shinji was assigned
with dishes. Both his roommates couldn't help but notice his humming
while doing them, or the slight cheerfulness about him when they
leisurely were watching television. Later that night, Asuka approached
him in the bedroom.
"Okay Shinji baka," she demanded, "what are you hiding?"
"What do you mean?" asked Shinji, confused.
"Don't play games with me third child," Asuka accused. "You seem happier
than usual."
"Oh I've just had to visit to a bathhouse," said Shinji "and let's just
say it was real refreshing experience."
"Bathhouse?" asked Asuka "I don't haven't seen one in New Tokyo." Then
inexplicably, she added "You've been in my bedroom haven't you?"
"What?" blurted out Shinji in surprise "Where did you get that idea?"
"Well I did find my door open." Asuka explained, coming up to him "And
now that I think of it, my school uniform did look a little out of
place..."
"Asuka!" panicked Shinji, "are you saying that I was..."
"Yes you baka pervert!" Asuka screamed back, and slapped him in anger.
Pain searing on his cheek, Shinji thought on how Asuka could be so mean
to him, even if he'd been telling the truth. If only there was a way that
he could settle the score. Suddenly, he had a thought of inspiration;
"You'll be surprised on who else might want a dose of that shampoo."
He looked up to see Asuka leaving. "Wait!" he called, fumbling in his
drawer and retrieving the refresh shampoo.
"What baka?" said Asuka.
"You seem a little stressed," implied Shinji, tossing her the bottle.
"Why
don't you take a bath?"
Asuka hostilely looked at the bottle, before replying "Are you implying
something, baka?"
"Not really," asked Shinji, "I think you'll find the experience a little
refreshing."
TO BE CONTINUED?
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