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The Change By ZeDD My name is Teddy. I occasionally go out with friends and have something of a steady girlfriend, though we both see others whenever we feel like it. I'm in my 20's and living the easy free life of a bacholer. At least I was before I changed into a sexy bombshell named Penelope Benton! Now I'm living the easy free life of a unemployed woman! And it all began with a stupid text number someone scrawled on a piece of paper! I couldn't really explain why I did it. Maybe it was simple curiosity. Maybe I was bored. Maybe I just didn't believe anything would happen. That's probably what ran thru my mind when I saw the card hanging next to the mens bathroom at the carnival. "Bored with your life? Want to be a girl? Text 'girl' to 502042" At first I laughed thinking somebody put the sign up for a prank or something. It was on a simple index card and had been fastened with a thumb tack, the message written with a sharpie. What else would anyone think when they saw something like that? So I took my phone out and sent the text. I didn't really know what kind of lame text I was gonna get back, but did think my buddies would get a kick out of it so I took a pic of the little sign with my phone. Then I quickly forgot about the whole thing and went to the bathroom. Sitting on the crapper, I got a text confirming my wishes from that number. It read, 'brunette, red or blonde.' I only blinked once before texting back brunette. I got the feeling something wasn't right and began to regret the first text. It occurred to me I might be running up some sort of fee or charges or something. The rest of that day passed without incident. I got back to my camper, feeling tired and achey, and decided that a quick shower then bed was in order. I had the strangest sensation, like an out of body feeling, and worried I might be coming down with something. My pants were tight and uncomfortable around my hips yet loose in the waist, while my pullover was feeling too big. I also needed a hair cut as an occasional curl kept falling into my eyes causing me to sweep it back behind my ear. I never really thought about what was happening as anything but a grueling day, yet looking back I realized I was slowly changing. Working at the carnival was a tough job, yet I'd been there almost longer than any other individual, except for the carnies. They were seasoned, cheating, wrinkled, smelly standards of any travelling carnival, and seemed to confirm the validity between a real carnival and some sort of high school carnival set up. I'd been with them for four years now, travelling the South and Midwest of America, hitting the small towns and generally getting a big kick out of it. Not to mention getting a hefty paycheck every week! Since I was travelling with them and sleeping in a little camper I towed around behind my truck, I was able to save every dime. I was looking forward to getting back home in a month and seeing my friends again. My parents didn't want to see me unless I got a real job. They didn't see what I was doing as anything but wasting my life away. Maybe, but I was having fun doing it, and I was making some money, so what did they know? I'd probably stay with a friend for a couple weeks, if they let me, before heading out again on some other venture. I'd always been drawn to weirder occupations and there was this safari park I'd read about that needed hands in taking care of the bigger animals. Sounded interesting to me! I usually slept in my underwear with no tee shirt, yet for some reason the underwear was chafing me. They seemed uncomfortable and itchy, but ditching them to sleep in the nude wasn't going to happen when I didn't have curtains and were surrounded by dozens of tents and other campers. I still had that strange feeling that something wasn't right, but disregared it and fell asleep. Morning sun streamed in waking me as it did every morning. I stretched and yawned, idly scratching my hip as I swung my legs over. The first think I noticed were the pretty pair of panties I wore! They were a pale pink with a slight bit of pink lace around the top and the word 'Friday' on the crtoch! At first I smiled, thinking someone was pulling a prank on me, yet was too tired to fully appreciate it at the moment. Then I realized that the bulge inside the panties was way too small! I pulled the panties open to see an underdeveloped cock with a set of balls way to small for a man my size! "What the hell?" I muttered. It didn't sound like my voice, being too high and soft. It was almost girly sounding! "Hello? Hello?" It wasn't my voice at all, but a girl's voice! I looked over the rest of me only to find an underdeveloped body, slim and smooth and girly! "What is going on here?" I was already starting to freak out, yet when I stood up I realized I had shrunk, no longer being just over 6 feet tall anymore! It only took two steps to reach the small mirror I had next to the door. It took a lot longer to accept what I saw in it! "I look like a freakin' girl!" I stuttered, looking every bit like what I sounded! My face was smaller, oval and very cute, even if my eyes were as big around as saucers! There was a definite plumpness around my lips which were very pink which seemed to make my chin look smaller than normal. Turning my head this way and that though, I realized that my chin was actually smaller! My hair, which had begun to get into my eyes last night, hung down to my shoulders and was a dark chestnut color! There was even a sheen to it that my 'other' hair didn't have, which only emphasized the feminine look of it. My head was smaller, my neck was smaller, and I realized that my shoulders weren't as wide and muscular as before! I'd lost not only height and weight, but muscle, too! I couldn't have been more than 5' 6 and weigh more than 135 pounds, a virtual weakling compared to what I'd been! And how was it I was wearing panties? I looked around at my discarded jeans, socks and shoes and other items that I'd not picked up or put away, and realized that they'd changed, too! I picked up my jeans, noticing the flowery stitching on the back pockets and the full cut of the cuffs, and sat to try them on. They slipped on easily enough though I could tell I had something of a booty now as I had to struggle a little bit! I fastened them and looked into the small mirror, but couldn't see anything. My mirror was way too small for this and I needed to see what I looked like now! My chest was smooth and hairless but didn't have any boobs yet. I had a sneaky suspicion that was going to change and probably soon. I sat on my bed and tried to process the whole thing. Absently, I reached for a tee shirt out of a box I kept them in and pulled it on, liking how soft it was! I stood and smoothed it down, noticing how my nipples suddenly seemed more swollen than before! They stood out about half an inch and were as thick as my pointing finger and seemed incredibly sensitive! They were also incredibly obvious but I didn't know what I could do about that. I reached into another box for a pair of socks only to feel something satiny and smooth. I pulled out a sexy white bra with just a hint of lace around the cups. The first thing I thought of was how the bra would hide my embarrassingly erect nipples from idle glances. I took off my tee and put the bra on noting how comfortable it was. I've never put a bra on before but this didn't seem to matter! I slipped the same tee over the bra and noticed two things. One, the bra seemed to emphasize my chest, making it look like I had small breasts, and two, the tee had somehow changed into a scooped neck pullover in pastel blue in the couple of heart beats it took to make the change! It seemed the change was ongoing and I was merely a witness to it happening. Dressed in jeans, the fit becoming more and more comfortable as I moved around, while the flowery patterns on my back pockets making them seem extra girly to me. The blouse fit perfectly and showed the bra thru it if one looked closely enough. Looking down, I could almost swear that they were getting bigger! I didn't know anything about sizes only that when it came to women and certain parts of their anatamy, big was better than small, but was convinced that they didn't stick out like that seconds before! I was nervous about what was happening but as yet was avoiding a total breakdown about it! In fact, it seemed I wasn't even scared about what was happening! There was real magic happening around me, changing me, changing my clothes, yet here I was standing in my little camper dressed in feminine jeans and blouse wearing a bra! I was feeling cramped and decided to stretch a little, placing my hands on my hips and doing the same movements and stretches I'd done before. My hips seemed unusually wide and rounded to me compared to my waist, or was my waist getting smaller? I slid my hands around my waist and hips and tried to imagine what they should feel like. As I did this I began to move my hips and legs a little, doing a little dance of sorts I guess. Every time I moved my hips to either side I swear I could feel a little pop happen! When I did my jeans seemed suddenly to be a little too snug, but then they loosened up again and I was fine. When I bent backward then forward I could feel tightness in my hips and butt, but again the jeans loosened up and I was fine. I know I should have realized what was happening, based on what had already changed, but, and I swear to you, I did not even think on it! The difference between my hips and waist seemed even more dramatic to me than a few moments ago! And I could feel a distinct fullness and bounce in my ass that wasn't there before! I brushed the hair out of my eyes again and reached for a pink scrunchy, quickly putting my lengthening locks into a ponytail. My hair was down past my shoulderblades now and was full and lustrious to look upon. I was proud to have such healthy, pretty hair! I could feel my ponytail bounce behind me as I took a pair of socks out of my 'clothes' box. There was quite a bit of clothing I didn't recognize as mine sitting in it but I didn't think upon it, merely thinking my feet needed socks before I put on my shoes. I took off my jeans, almost having to bounce and wiggle my body a little to get it over my ass, and sat on the bed, my broad hips looking much wider than my diminutive waist now. I curiously noted that my panties had changed even more becoming a sexy, semi-transparent black satin mesh that covered my crotch in inciteful sexiness. My cock and balls had all but dissapeared now leaving m.e a flat, girlish looking front which the panties fit perfectly. I was a little curious why I wasn't as upset as I felt I should have been. I noticed that my chest had gotten a little bigger again and wondered if I could feel or see the growth if I watched for a bit, so I sat there with no pants and kept my eyes on my blouse covered breasts. As the seconds ticked by I could tell a slight difference than moments before! My breasts were actually getting bigger! I pulled the satin blouse open a little and gazed at the small, hot pink satin cups of my sexy underwire bra and watched as the soft breasts it held slowly swelled larger and rounder, the nipples still denting the cups out obscenely! I estimated I was at least a B cup but hoped they'd get a little bigger. I wondered why I thought that? I proceeded to slip on the soft nearly transparent sock onto my dainty feet! I was careful not to tear the material as it seemed fragile to me and gently pulled them up my smooth, long legs. Not until I snapped the lacey band around my full thigh did I realize I was now wearing stockings! Sexy sheer nude stockings that made my smooth, shapely legs look like they belonged on a million dollar dancer! I chewed on my lower lip in thought. "I have sexy legs," I muttered, wondering if the rest of me was going to match them. I picked up the jeans and started to slide into them only then realizing they were changing just as quickly! The cuffs fused together into a skirt that hugged my legs snugly before creeping upwards becoming a short skirt. I had some difficulty getting the skirt to go over my booty rear end and had to do a little hopping and wiggling but finally managed it. When I finally snapped it closed the skirt had become a cheap, sexy looking pair of daisy dukes! That was okay by me as I really appreciated sexy casual things and never had the opportunity to buy anything like it for myself before! And it was a funny thing to feel my rear end bounce like it did! I wondered if my rear end was a little too big? Sitting back, I began to wonder what I was going to do looking like a girl. No one would recognize me here, and I doubt I'd still be able to do my job without breaking a nail or getting my nice clothes dirty. I'd have to quit that was for sure. I glanced down at my breasts, noting how they jutted out from my soft blue satin blouse. The neckline was low enough anyone could see cleavage and something told me the longer I sat there, the more cleavage they'd see, so I decided to get up and get out of that cramped camper for a little bit. I reached for my sneakers, knowing that wearing sneakers with sheer stockings and a short sexy, leather skirt was a fashion disaster, but didn't have anything else. They'd have to do for now. I stepped out of my camper around 9 in the morning, watching as the workers began setup and unlocking vital stations, prepping food and stocking. I wondered around seeing people glance my way and wondered what they were thinking. I could feel my hips move back and forth quite a bit with every step, like an uncontrollable pendulum, and couldn't seem to stop it. When my sneakers changed into low heeled boots it only made it worse. Soon I was strolling around like a stripper, at least I felt that way! As I walked around, I could feel my breasts begin to bounce more and more. One glance down at my bulging cleavage told me I was well on my way to a full C cup or more! I could only guess the sexy satin pink mesh bra was growing along with my tits, otherwise I'd be spilling over soon! I caught several men looking me over like I was a piece of meat they could devour. It made me shiver with fear and excitement at the same time, which made me wonder just what kind of girl I was changing into? By the time I'd made it back to my camper, I'd decided to pack up and leave as quickly as possible. Several things had made this decision for me, but none more so than the owner leering at me with a big evil grin which made my skin crawl, and the feel of arousal creeping into me at the thought of him doing unspeakable things! I wasn't gay, and evidently since I was now a girl, I still wasn't gay! I saw my favorite girl working the ferris wheel and felt nothing at all! Not even a hint of attraction! The other reason was my big tits! By the time I'd gotten back to my camper I was a bouncing DD cup with prominent nipples pointing the way! My cleavage was long and inviting since my pink mesh underwire bra did a fantastic job to lift and project my breasts out from my tiny snug fitting pale blue satin blouse! I had soft bulges of breasts over my bra which did quite a bit of jiggling and bouncing when I walked! Walking became something of a challenge, too, as my hips were so wide and round, my too plump ass also as round as basketballs while my boots grew 5" heels! My tiny waist looked like it might break as I gyrated, wiggled and jiggled my way through camp, thankful when my hand opened the door to my camper! "Holy hell in a hand basket!" I squealed, my voice sounding ridiculously high and breathy! I almost cringed when I'd heard it but decided that nothing at the moment was going to happen to make me feel even a little bit better. I looked around for more suitable clothes but could find nothing. Everything I owned turned into satin and lace and was meant to highlite and emphasize sexiness rather than look normal! Resigned, I looked at what I was wearing and decided that I didn't need to change just to drive a truck. An idea came to me and I snatched up a white satin bra that was peeking out of my clothing box. I locked up my camper and stepped into my truck, only to adjust my seat and mirrors quite a bit to suit my smaller body. At least, as I looked at my swollen breasts bulging over my bra cups, it was smaller in a lot of places. I looked at the bra and thought if my clothes change along with me, then maybe the tags change, too! I read the tag on the bra and cringed, biting my plump lower lip again. 34 DDD/F. Just then I felt a strange swelling in my hips, ass and breasts and watched as my breasts seemed to get just a little bit bigger! My bra seemed to expand with my swelling breasts as well as my blouse which still covered me, though it was rather indecent how low my neckline now was! I read the tags again and gasped! 34 G. "Oh, my!" My breathy little girl's voice sounded. My tits were getting bigger, and if the sensations I was feeling were any indication, so was the rest of me! And my stupid air-headed voice wasn't exactly filling me with confidence I'd be able to communicate effectively with anyone! "How far is this gonna go?" I asked despairingly as I put the key into the ignition and fired the V8 up. There was a tingling in my crotch that was becoming distracting though, almost like the seam was beginning to ride up a little! I paid it as little attention as possible as I steered out of the carnival and onto the main road. I kept wiggling around in my seat as the sensation was becoming more than distracting! I tried not to let my hand stray down to my crotch, even though all I could think of was playing with my new anatomy! I had to face facts! I had a pussy! Not only did I have a pussy, but it needed attention in the worst way! I was one horny lady now and evidently needed it so bad I was beginning to lose the capcity of rational thought! I was gasping as I saw the upper part of my breasts jiggling with every bump on the road. I glanced at my tits quickly, trying to decide if they'd gotten bigger, or if I was just imagining the worst. The pale blue satin blouse was thin and showed every detail of my upper body, including the fine lines of my overfilled bra beneath! The neckline dipped down to my bra and showed a colossul amount of cleavage that any man would drool over! And still my nipples jutted thru the material of my bra obscenely! I couldn't help myself as one hand squeezed the immense softness of my left breast as I drove, sending me to the very edge of orgasm! Panting, I picked up the bra and scanned the tag quickly reading 34 GG! That instant of inattentiveness was all it took as I heard sqealing and felt my truck almost lift off the road! I heard a woman screaming before a resounding crash filled my consciousness! I came awake slowly, feeling a cool sheet beneath me. The room was lit just enough to let me know I was in a hospital bed. The window curtain was drawn closed but I could see darkness outside. How long was I out? What happened? I didn't remember anything! I started to get up then wondered if I was hurt. I started checking my body as well as I could, relived to not find any pain or bandages anywhere. So what happened? The sheet came up to my chest, and as I sat up and pulled it down, I found myself in a hospital gown. My breasts were huge and I wasn't wearing a bra as evidence of my slowly expanding nipples. In the back of my mind I thought I still looked sexy, no matter that I was wearing a hospital gown. I looked around for my clothes but didn't see them. In fact, I didn't see anything that belonged to me in this room. Probably put away in some locker somewhere. I needed to get out. There was no way I could convice anyone of who I really was. I no longer looked like me, sounded like me or even moved like me! I was a different person now and had to get out of here if I wanted to avoid a bunch of questions I couldn't answer. Like why I was driving someone else's truck to start with? I realized just then I truly didn't have anything left. No one would believe that I just changed into a woman, looking like I did, and that the truck and camper belonged to me. I would be considered a thief, and when the real Teddy couldn't be found, I would probably be the main suspect in his disappearance! This was getting ridiculous! Just then the door opened and a doctor walked in. He seemed like a typical doctor you'd see on a soap opera, good looking with an air of seasoned confidence about him. I'd guess he was about mid thirties. "So, awake now I see." He began in a soothing voice. No doubt a practiced bed side which he'd cultivated thru the years. "Yes." I said, my voice sounding small and breathy. Damn, I sounded ridiculous. For the moment I'd forgotten about my new voice! "No doubt you have questions of how you came here and what happened. I'm here to answer the immediate ones." He smiled a smile meant to be disarming and gentle. I only saw an impending situation that would only become more difficult as time went by! "Yes. If you could tell me what happened right off? I don't remember much right now." I leaned back and tried to lay still, conscious of my large breasts jiggling with my movements. My large nipples were embarrassingly obvious so I pulled the sheet up to cover them. I had to appreciate the doctor's professionalism at not glancing at them. "You were in an accident. The report showed you driving a truck which swerved into the oncoming lane. Thankfully you didn't hit anyone, but the truck did strike a concrete divider which flipped it." My widened eyes showed my alarm. "You were completely unharmed, just shaken a little. It's good you had your seatbelt on." I breathed a sigh of relief, not remembering putting my seatbelt on. I was already thinking about what to do next. No doubt the police would want to ask me questions. "The toxicology report came back negative and since you don't have any injuries you can leave whenever you want. Since they did find your identification, your closest relatives were contacted. I did reassure them you were completely unharmed." I nodded slowly, wondering who was going to show. "So you rest a little longer. Okay?" He got up all smiles and proceeded to walk out as I lay there and watched. As soon as he shut the door I got out of bed quickly and started searching the cabinets in the room for my clothes and stuff. Unfortunately I could find nothing so they must be locked up somewhere else. All I had was the thin hospital gown which covered me completely, yet still couldn't hide the abundant curves I now possessed. I went into the bathroom just to check out what I looked like while I figured out what to do next. In the mirror was a real knockout! A dark haired beauty with wide sexy eyes and full lips that looked like they had pink lipstick on! My chin was small while my cheekbones were more prominent than my old ones, giving me an exotic sexy look! The mirror was large enough I could see the rest of my body, so I took off the gown to see just how I was built. My shoulders were somewhat broad for a woman, giving me an athletic appearance, while my hugely prominent breasts destroyed it. They were larger than my head topped with large pink nipples that pointed somewhat up inside an areola about 3" wide. Evidently pink was the color of most of me now. I did notice my body was toned and that I seemed in excellent shape, despite being a very curvy girl now. My waist was very small and couldn't be larger then maybe 22" or so, while my hips swelled outward with rounded voluptuousness. My ass was nothing but an invitation to grab and pinch by anyone, it being overly large and round, almost too big for my body. Just like my breasts. "Oh, Teddy. What in the world are you going to do now?" I muttered, cringing a little at my little girl voice. I could only hope I'd get used to it, along with my new body if I couldn't change back. Texting that number was just a lark, yet proved to be life changing. I had changed into a girl, and my clothes had changed along with me. Was that the end of it? "Penelope?" I heard someone in the room calling Penelope. Who was Penelope? The voice sounded familiar though so I quickly put the gown back on and stepped out. "M-m-Mom?" I was so surprised, I didn't even think about saying anything else! The last time I talked with my parents they had expressed their dissappointment with my lifestyle and asked not to be a part of it until I'd grown up some more and become a responsible adult! Now here she was! "Oh, my baby. Are you okay?" Her hug was tight, like she hadn't seen me in a while, which was true but was still confusing. "The doctor says you're not hurt, but I bet you were pretty scared. Tell me you're okay, sweety." She couldn't stop hugging me! "I'm fine, Mom." I distangled myself from her, putting her arms reach away, and began to wonder just what she was seeing. Did she notice I was a girl? Or did I look like the man I had been before? "Um, so ...do you notice anyting different about me?" I asked, sitting back on the hospital bed. She frowned a little, studying me closer, and I knew then that I was a girl in her eyes and probably had always been. "Did you change your hair a little, sweety? I'm sorry, but nothing looks different. Maybe I'm just a little upset after getting the call from the hospital." I sighed, and began to wonder just how deep this change went. "I want to get out of here but don't have any clothes. Do you think you can help me?" Her smile was big as she hugged me once more. "Oh course, sweety. I'll just bop over across the street and pick you up the essentials then we can leave here. I'll only be about 30 minutes, tops." I smiled in acknowledgement and settled back in the bed, content with the knowledge I wouldn't be speaking to any cops so far. I wondered how Mom could see me as a girl when I had just changed? I was confused at the whole thing! Mom made it back in about 25 minutes with what she deemed as the essentials. "I really lucked out, Penny. I found all this on sale!" Satin panties that looked very sexy, too sexy for a Mother to be buying for her daughter, and a white satin bra in a size 34 G. Smiling, she pulled out a simple white summer dress that had a white belt, and a pair of high - heeled wedges. She had also gotten me a little make-up and brush so I could pretty myself up. How nice of her, I thought sarcastically. "I hope the panties and bra fit okay. I remember what size you were last year and didn't think you'd changed that much." Last year? I was totally confused now! How long had I been out? "Uh, have you seen my phone? I'd like to check on something." She looked around momentarily before shrugging. "I'll go check the nurses station to see what they did with your stuff. Okay, hon?" I nodded, wondering where all the terms of endearment were coming from. She never talked that way with me before. The panties slid up my shapely legs and snugly fit my broad hips okay. The material was cool and slick on my full bottom and felt nice. I put the bra on, having to adjust the straps a bit before finding a comfortable fit, and marveled at what a simple piece of clothing did for me! My breasts were already firm and perky and outrageously large, but the bra did help cover my large erect nipples, giving me some bit of decency. The dress fit well enough and only seemed to emphasize my extraordinary body, especially when I belted it. My breasts strained the material in front where the buttons wanted to pop off, while my overly full and round butt was on display by the swaying material. The dress ended at my knees and with those wedges on I felt almost back to my old height! I wasn't fooled though. I knew I was still short judging by how tall I was compared to my Mom. These wedges probably put me somewhere around 5'8". I grabbed the make-up and went into the bathroom to see what I could accomplish. I'd never put make-up on before but felt I needed to continue the charade for my Mom until I found out what was happening. However, when I looked into the mirror I was already made up expertly! I had on mascara and eyeshadow, blush and lipstick, and my hair was styled as if a professional had done it! I stood transfixed for several moments, wondering how and when it had happened. As I stood there contemplating the magic that was affecting me, I watched as the white dress began to change slightly. The material became shiny and stretchy, adhering to my body like a second skin, highliting the curves of my breasts and hips and butt. The hemline rose and became snug against my thighs even as the neckline dropped exposing the creamy slopes of my bulging breasts. It stayed white but the whole taste had changed into a sexy dress that spoke of lust and eroticism. I felt the bra also change, though I couldn't imagine a sexier piece of lingerie, and watched as my breasts plumped up even more so! The front of my breasts began to protrude outwards as the bra reshaped them into soft points reminiscent of the 50's era of fashion. I felt the panties change but couldn't see anything under the dress and only imagined them becoming even sexier than before. My wedges began to change and flowed around my feet in an eerie fashion. I watched as the material shaped around my feet until the wedges had become white 5" high heels. In as many seconds it took me to think about what was happening, it was finished. I was now dressed like a killer hottie and feeling weird about it. I looked in the mirror and sighed, feeling trapped in the body of a beautiful girl and seemingly fated to look my sexiest no matter what I would do. I was now a beautiful girl with huge tits and a fantastic ass, dressed in the sexiest manner possible, yet still remembering who I was. I still liked women, I was pretty sure about that, but according to my Mom I'd been a girl my whole life! "Penelope?" I heard my Mom and clack-clacked out in my heels, feeling my hips sway and my breasts jiggle. She looked me up and down and smiled brightly. "Oh, sweety. You're so beautiful and sexy." "Gee, thanks." I didn't know what else to think. I actually didn't want to look beautiful and sexy but was really liking her support, something I've never actually gotten from her or my Dad before. "I checked the with the Nurses station and they directed me to another department where I did find your stuff." She then produced a small bag. "Great." I took it and dumped it out on the bed, finding my shoes, jeans and shirt, panties and bra, keys, phone and a small purse. Purse? I looked inside and found everything that was in my wallet in there, including my driver's liscense! With wide eyes I looked at the picture on the driver's liscense, noticing the look of innocence in the eyes, the blush on the cheeks, the pink lipstick on those oh so full lips, and the cascade of dark curls that surrounded it all! "Penelope Ann Benton," I read aloud. "That's your name," my Mom supplied, grinning. I looked at her then trying to fine any sign that she was responsible for this change. I didn't see anything but a woman in her late forties wearing jeans and a blouse typical of middle-aged fashion, while beaming with pride in her daughter. I felt like I was going to lose control before spying the phone. I snatched it up and looked at the last few texts I sent, and there it was. I had texted 'girl' to the number 502042 and had gotten a confirmation afterward. I quickly texted male, hoping such an easy and obvious action would be the fix. Immediately I got a text back saying that all changes are final. "Is something wrong, sweety?" My Mom asked sweetly. She had nothing to do with this I reminded myself, and in fact was as much involved as I was. Her son had changed and had been made to think it was all normal. My only question was how deeply was this change? Did it affect my Dad, too? What about all my friends? If I looked into my high school year book would I find a cute brunette looking back at me? I looked at my Mom again, wondering if I should confess everything that has happened to me. "Nothing, Mom. Let's just leave." "Okay, hon." We collected my things and walked out of the hospital into the bright sun, my Mom feeling happy that I wasn't hurt, and me feeling confused and frightened. Walking in heels was interesting, but what was most distracting was the jiggling and bouncing of my huge chest, the wiggling of my hips, despite how I walked, and the less than but still distracting bounce of my ass! I could get used to the mass of curls surrounding my head and cascading down my back, and the make-up that made me look stunning and sexy and tended to stop almost every man I came up to, but on the inside I was still me! A week later I was still in my room, afraid to go out in the world. Everything I wore was super sexy including my lingerie! My Mom and Dad had treated me like I'd been a girl all my life, and all the pictures of my life growing up had supported that! My friends are still men so I was the only one affected. I'm not sure 'affected' is the right word, not when I'm the only one who thinks I was a man before. It was too imcompising, too wide spread. When I look at a picture of Dad and me when I was 10 years old and see how cute I looked with pigtails, I have to wonder if I was the crazy one all this time. My Mom and Dad, especially my Mom, are trying to get me to go out. They are worred about me and I don't blame them one bit. I'm a little worried about me. But I've always refused saying I'd much rather relax and stay where I was. Truth was, I was terrified! My body seemed to be hypersexualized! It wouldn't take any effort at all to get aroused to the point where I just needed sex! Even a racy commercial could get me started, or even a sexy photograph! It didn't seem to matter the sex of the person, or even context of the input. As soon as something racy or sexy came on I would start feeling tingly and found myself idly caressing my skin. This soon turned into openly caressing my breasts which turned into masturbating which turned into a hunger for something big and throbbing and hard! I was a straight man before the change, and now I'm a girl who still likes women, except when I get aroused, then a man is needed. Sometimes the whole thing sounds funny to me. I've tried to locate where that number is from, but there's only so much one can do with a home computer, and I don't have the skills. I'd have to go out. And if I went out I'd more than likely end up in bed with some guy! Or worse, getting banged in an alley because I needed it right then! My room is small, my computer old, and I'm feeling confined. I look in the mirror, a full length mirror, and see the beautiful woman staring back at me. I had slipped into an old pair of shorts I had in highschool and a football jersey Mom had told me my 'boyfriend' had given me. I don't remember that. Now the shorts had become a pair of daisy dukes that allowed my ass cheeks to show while the jersey had become a snug low cut blouse with the team logo over one breast. Any thing I put on becomes overly sexy. Mom said an old friend from highschool was coming over tonight to say hi. I had no idea who it might be but welcomed the company. I've been lounging around in super sexy lingerie and alluring outfits, masturbating when moments of weakness falls over me, and reading all the books I can get my hands on. I didn't know who it might coming over to see me, so I dressed in as much of a normal outfit that the magic allowed. This was a satin bra that 'showcased' my breasts in their best glory and a pair of sexy lacey panties that were more 'not there' as being there. I had a short flippy skirt with flowers on it that came to the middle of my thighs and a cream satin blouse that buttoned up the middle. The blouse hugged every swell and curve and dipped low enough to show a lot of cleavage. My hair was done perfectly, even though I hadn't touched it, and my make-up had a sexy flare to it that spoke of going out and getting laid. Again, not my doing. There was a knock on my door and, sighing, I got up to open it. There stood my old friend from highschool days, Bradly Simmons, football quarterback, homecoming king and still good looking. Him and I were best friends and played together. I was a receiver and caught many a thrown ball from him. The fact he was good looking had always been a problem for me as he'd always get the girl and I'd always get the shaft. I didn't resent him for it because I knew he was a good guy. "Hello, Bradly," I said with some breathy quality. He was a lot bigger then I remembered, and broader, then I realized that I was the one that had changed the most. "Hi, Penelope. You look fantastic!" I genuinely blushed. "Can I come in?" I stepped aside and let him in, realizing only then the only place to sit would be on the bed. As he stepped past me I realized how much bigger he was then me. He had muscles and an air of confidence that radiated from him. I found myself feeling tingly and giddy, but dismissed it as seeing someone I knew and hadn't seen for a while. He was my best friend in highschool after all. He sat on the bed and looked around, occasionally glancing at me. I demurely sat on the bed and wondered what I was doing. He was a huge guy and that only reminded me how small and fragile I had become. It had been nearly two weeks since I'd changed and I was just becoming comfortable enough with my body that all the jiggling, shaking and bouncing was tolerable. I knew my body was very sexy, and I had an extra pretty face, but the only time I felt sexy was when I became aroused. "What have you been doing with yourself, Penny?" he asked. I looked at him, noting how handsome he was, and swallowed before answering. "Lately ... not much. I've gone through some stuff and I'm still trying to work through it." "Hmm, like what?" How was I to answer that? Lying was useful, but I needed someone else to share with. I didn't believe Bradly was the one I needed to open up with though. I needed a...girlfriend to open up with. I shrugged my shoulders, catching his eye when my breasts bounced. "You wouldn't understand." His arm came up behind me, his big hand squeezing my shoulder that was supposed to be reassuring, but the contact only aroused me slightly. "I'm your friend, Penelope. Whatever you're going through I want you to know that you can count on me." He turned slightly and brought his other hand to my other shoulder, making my mind whirl in different directions. I think I gasped when I felt his strong grip, and knew my nipples were becoming erect, tingling and throbbing larger in my satin bra! My hands were clenched and I could feel myself biting my lower lip as I tried to fight it! "Your Mom and Dad filled me in with what happened and what you've been doing. Held up here like some recluse, refusing to do anything." He brought me in and hugged me, mashing my immense breasts against his rock hard abs! My nipples tingled against him, making me moan with arousal! I think he may have thought I was crying then as he began to massage my back and continued to say positive things to me, reminding me of all the good times we'd had as a couple through highschool! We were a couple? I should have seen it coming but was wrapped up in trying to control myself. He eased up slightly in his embrace and, before I could do anything, kissed me! His arms crushed me to him, his lips were warm and inviting and I found myself giving in almost immediately! I was kissing back with such passion, that it must have signalled to him how badly I wanted him! His big strong hands started to explore my body, inciting me further, arousing me to the point where I had absolutely no control! With his hands softly and tenderly on my breasts, I looked him in the eye and licked my lips hungrily. Without a spoken word he began to undress me, unbuttoning my blouse in seconds and unsnapping my bra with one hand! My breasts almost seemed to swell with anticipation as soon as the straps fell off my shoulders! I had one hand sliding across his vast chest while the other found and gripped his erect cock in his pants! He almost jerked from the strength in my hand! "I want you, Penelope. I've always wanted you," he said as he kissed me passionately. I was past the point of hearing and only wanted him inside me! My body commanded me and demanded that his big, beautiful cock be inside my tight, wet pussy as soon as possible! I frantically unzipped his pants and pulled out his beautiful cock, moaning with lust as I took it in my mouth like an animal! I sucked and licked, making sure it was hard as a rock before pushing him down and, yanking up my skirt and pulling my useless panties to one side, straddled him! I impaled myself on his huge cock and came immediately! We went at it for well into that afternoon before I started to slow down! By then, poor Bradly had climaxed twice, which was great for him, while I lost count of the number of orgasms I experienced! We did it in every imaginable position, with me achieving an orgasm every time, almost multiple times. Hours later, I woke to see it was dark outside and Bradly sleeping next to me. I was naked and confused at first before remembering the marathon he and I had. I had acted like a slut possessed, and Bradly had taken advantage of it! But I couldn't very well blame him for that. He was as much a tool as I was. He had no idea that we used to be buddies, or that we sometimes went for the same girl. In this dimension, or whatever it was I was in, Bradly had always seen me as a girl. In fact, we used to be boyfriend and girlfriend! So blaming him was out of the question. But Bradly was not who I needed. I needed a girl friend to hang around with. Someone who I wasn't always tempted to fuck at every slight brush or friendly touch. Someone who would believe me and could understand what I went through. Someone I've had a history with before my change. I looked at Bradly again, an idea coming to me. I got up quietly and searched his pants, finding what I needed right away. I sat there and quickly typed in a text, hitting send with barely a thought. Finished, I erased the history of the text from his phone and slipped it back into his pants. I then proceeded to get dressed in the bathroom, keeping as quiet as I could. If I was truthful with myself, I would have to say Bradly had found my itch and scratched it quite well. I was thoroughly satisfied and with a new found desire to experience it again. But I wasn't ready to face the truth just yet. In the morning I rolled over to wake my sleeping beauty, amazed how beautiful my lover was and how lucky we both were. She lay there with those dark, sexy eyes closed, those long thick lashes barely moving. Her full pouty lips stained a sexy pink, puckering open as she breathed quietly. I moved the blanket off to see her nakedness, not caring if I woke her. Her body had been sculpted for one thing. Her smooth tanned lines were like a sculpture until you got to her amazingly huge breasts. So full and firm, perky beyone definition with light pink areolas and large darker pink nipples just aching to be sucked and licked! My hand slid sensously down her nipped in waist to her voluptuously wide hips, igniting goosebumps along the way. Her eyes fluttered open as a shy grin greeted me, her own hands reaching. I melted into her arms as only a lover would, happy that I had someone in my life I could share everything with.