Camp Transformation
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This could possibly be part one of a series, but I have decided to leave
it marked as complete because in and of itself it is complete.
Camp Transformation (pt1 maybe)
by Heather T.
I climbed off the bus into the row of welcoming counselors and already
arrived campers This is not a surprise at all to me, i have been coming
to this summer camp for the past 5 years. There has always been something
special about it. The memories, the experiences, they've all been such a
huge part of my summers. I know there are some things about summer that
will always bear the memories of this amazing place. Oh, I haven't
introduced myself. My name is Josh I'm 17, and this is my last year at
this camp, so I'm gonna make it the best year I've had.
I Join in on the welcoming festivities, and when the last bus of kids is
unloaded, we all group up into our cabins. As i start to look, I find my
cabin almost instantly. I'm in the oldest guys cabin, cabin 46, and i
know everyone in it already, since we've been cabinmates for the past 3
years. We get the initial how do you do's outta the way, and immediately
head to the cabin and begin to unpack.
"Last year boys, what're we gonna do with it?" I ask the cabin as a
whole.
"I don't know man, i can't think of anything i haven't done yet. Five
years, I've pretty much covered anything they've offered." says Brandon
"I heard that they offer a course in airsoft this year," said Jim.
"Well that's pretty painful I don't want to do that this year" I said.
"Don't be such a pansy." Said Brandon.
"I'm not being a pansy I'm playing it safe, wouldn't want to hurt my face
and disappoint all the ladies."
"Pshh, man whatever, more like answer their prayers." says Jose
"Man shut up" I finish unpacking my shit and head outside to just chill
for a while in our hammock. And by chill, I mean check out the ladies
across the canoe pond from where I'm at (one of the many secrets of Cabin
46) since this is the best view I'll get for now since men being in the
womens cabin area is STRICTLY FORBIDDEN, and vice versa.
We head to dinner then after that we head to the fields for a little
opening day icebreaker games with our sister cabin, Cabin 1 (though this
year i argue that it should be called cabin 10 because the girls in there
are 10's). This is make or break time here, so i decide to make the best
of it and get my flirt on. I go up and start talking to some of the girls
and making nice with them so I earn a pass to hang with them during free
time in the afternoons. So far so good.
The next day rolls around, and time comes for the afternoon. I had
arranged yesterday to meet the girls on the camp store porch. I get there
ahead of time just to make myself look good, and soon enough, here comes
most of Cabin 1 in their bathing suits. I suddenly feel stupid sitting
there in my cargo shorts and when they get within earshot, I excuse
myself to go put on my bathing suit. As i make my way backto the cabin, I
pass some of the guys from my cabin looking like they're headed to war,
decked out in their airsoft safety here.
" Hey, where are you going, Josh?" Brandon asks, muffled by the sound of
the facemask he's wearing.
"I'm headed to put on my bathing suit so i can go swimming with the
ladies of Cabin 1." I respond simply, continuing to walk.
(Behind Josh's back)
"Ha! swimming with the ladies. A real man would be getting ready to play
a few rounds of airsoft with us. Who knew Josh would turn into such a
little faggot over junior year? I mean, last year--even last month when
we hung out, he would have jumped on the opportunity to do something like
this. Man, whatever. Let's go have some fun."
I get to the cabin and change into my swim trunks and jog back shirtless
to show my washboard abs off to the lady-folk of camp. We hang out for
the rest of the day and make plans to hang out again tomorrow. As the day
comes to a close, I wonder what it would be like to be one of the girls,
knowing that that would never happen anyway. I roll over in my bunk to
steal a glance at the cabin clock after I finish this thought to notice
that the digital readout says 11:11PM. There's something significant
about that readout, but my tired brain will never remember it.
I roll out of my bunk in the morning, and get ready to go through the
day. There's one thing missing though. I dont have my usual morning
salute. I shrug it off to the fact that subconsciously, my body knows
that im in a cabin full of men. I go through the usual morning routine of
planned activites and Tribal Competition and drag my way through the
endless cardgames of rest period. Finally freetime comes and i head to
the store porch again. This time the girls are content to just sit on the
swinging chairs. Gradually, they begin to slip into 'girl talk' and I
would normally zone out when this happens and just sit there patiently
waiting for it to end, but this time I actually pay attention to what is
being said.
"Brandon is pretty good looking..."
"Ooh so is Jim"
"You two can take them I like Derrick. He's got that sort of 'starving
artist' image going."
At this point I chime in with my views on the guys in my cabin "No, I
wouldn't go after Brandon or Jim. Sure they're hot, like really hot, but
I've seen the way guys like that work. Someones going to get hurt, and it
isn't going to be them. No, Chris is much more up our alley. Well built,
kind, patient, and he knows how to treat a lady." (what the fuck did I
just say? SHIT! Now they're all gonna think I'm gay)
"Josh, who knew you were such an expert on guys? I mean, I guess you are
one, but that doesn't qualify you to be able to look at them for a dating
perspective. While you're on a roll, why don't you give us some make-up
tips?"
Right about now I feel like beating my head into a nice brick wall. What
the hell got into me? I don't even know where that came from. I feel like
a total faggot. Maybe I've been spending too much time with these girls.
I shake my head and excuse myself and begin to walk back to my cabin.
As I begin my trek back to my cabin, I feel a tingling in my abdomen, and
suddenly, I feel much, much lighter. I ignore it and continue walking.
Again I feel it, but this time it covers my entire body. I stop walking
this time as the feeling becomes unbearable. Now that I'm not moving, I
notice a change in the size of my surroundings. Everything seems just
slightly larger. I head over to a tree with a low hanging branch that I
always have had to duck under, and now, I can walk comfortably underneath
and still have room to jump if i wanted to. I shrug it off. I'll never be
as tall as some of the model types, but that doesnt bother me. As i get
to the fork in the road where Guys cabin area is on one side and girls on
another, not realizing what I'm doing, I walk towards cabin 1.
As I make my way, I feel that tingle again, but this time in my chest. I
stop again and sit on the railing to the canoe pond under a tree, a spot
that has long been my favorite relaxation spot. I watch as my chest
expands under my shirt to a fine 34D. As this feeling fades, I begin to
feel what I think is my butt falling asleep, but then i realize that its
the tingling sensation again. As my ass begins to expand, it begins to
feel like I'm sitting on a pillow, and then my hips start to expand and
my pants begin to feel uncomfortably tight on me, while i just begin to
realize that they have been loose around the waist since the first time i
felt the tingling sensation.
I suddenly have the urge to see how my body is changing, so i head to the
bathhouse. Once I get there, I strip down in front of one of the full
length mirrors in the showers. I notice that as i walked over here, my
legs went through a transformation wihtout me knowing it, they now are
hairless and beautifully shaped. My feet have also shrunk to an extremely
feminine size 5. My toenails are now covered in a chipped red polish. I
look at my hands and they have shrunk as well, and I notice that the red
polish needs to be redone here too.
I watch in a mixture of amazement and apathy as my manhood draws within
me and my new womanhood takes shape. I gaze in admiration at my own body,
a stunning 34D-24-34. The only thing remaining that has not changed is my
head both inside and out. I watch as my hair grows out, retaining its
silky black color. My hair now falls to the middle of my back, with a
seductive curve along its lentgh. I feel a slight pain as my face
reshapes itself to a beautiful young womans face, with full, naturally
red lips that look amazingly kissable. The rest of my face has become
softer, rounder, and much more seductive.
Suddenly my mind snaps and my brain is flooded with memories from my
life. My first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first period, which reminds
me that I start tomorrow (ughh so much for enjoying camp this year.). I
remember that me and the girls were gonna hang out on the lake today, and
upon checking my watch, I find that I am 15 mins late--they're probably
still waiting on the store porch. I pick up my panties and slip them on,
getting them settled just right. Then i pick up my skirt and put it on,
followed by my bra and spaghetti strap tank top. I slip on my flip flops
and hurry to get my bikini from the cabin to join the girls at the store.
I get there just in time to see the rest of the girls about to leave me
behind. My best friend Hattie looks back in time to see me rushing up
from behind.
"Hey, hold on, here comes Erica!!"
"Well, its about time, hurry up, we don't have all day!!"
I give a quick apology, and catch up to Hattie, then match her stride.
"You really owe me one, Erica, half of the girls are pissed at me for
keeping them waiting so long, I almost couldn't keep them waiting long
enough." Then, as usual she goes into a short rant about being more
punctual next time and blah blah blah. I tune it out and give her a hug
for having always been such a good friend to me. I don't know what I'm
going to do without her when I go to college in the fall.
The End...Maybe...
Like it? Give it a review and tell me if you want to see the sequel. I
have it partially typed up and know exactly how its going to go. Lots of
complication, transformation, gets pretty deep. Thinking maybe this could
become a universe some day.
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