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Becoming Bambi Synopsis: A chauvinistic womanizer inadvertently makes a wish to wake up every morning and see they type of women he desires. His wish comes true, just not the way he expects it to. What changes are in store for this once alpha male? What becomes of his friendship with his wingman Sean? Monday: I woke up feeling lightheaded and groggy. My boy and I had gone out the night before and I got stupid drunk. It was a hell of a night but one I knew I regret in the morning. Sean had been my bro for years and he was my wingman, best bud and drinking partner. We worked together at a local accounting firm, went to college together and played on the same football team together. I had met this hot slut the other night and knew when I saw her I wanted her. She was your prototypical airhead blonde bimbo with killer 36 double - d tits. She dressed the part of a bimbo to, short skirt, fuck me heels and a nice tight ass. I approached her figuring if I buy her a drink or two I get head later on in the night. I sat down next to her and told the bartender to get her another of whatever girly drink she was drinking and order myself another beer. I don't know how much I had by then but I was stupid drunk and really horny. I looked her up and down before I bothered to even say anything to her. I took in her big tits, sweet ass and long legs. I loved girls like her, stupid, slutty and hot. When the bartender placed the drink I bought for her she refused it. I called her some nasty name and chugged my beer. I told her she was the type of woman I want to wake up and see every morning. She told me to be careful what I wish for because I might just get it, but not the way I wanted it. I thought it was pretty insightful thing for a dumb blonde to say. She leaned in and kissed me passionately, broke the kiss and then walked away. That was the last thing I remembered, I must have got more messed up then I thought because I usually don't get that black out drunk. I crawled out of bed and went to take a piss. I looked in the mirror and thought I looked a bit different. I had a massive headache and figured I was still a bit drunk. My short back hair seemed a bit longer now; my chest was red and itchy and I just did not feel like myself. I was six foot seven, two hundred - sixty pounds and had a muscular physique. My beard seemed a bit sparse, who knows; maybe I trimmed it when I was drunk. My tan skin seemed a bit lighter and I even looked a small bit younger. I crawled back into bed and texted Sean I would not be in today and probably tomorrow. I felt like crap and I just wanted to pass back out. My body ached, my stomach churned and I could barely even think thanks to the massive headache I had. I would have sworn off drinking but knew Sean and I be partying on Friday night again. I just need some more sleep and let the hangover pass. Tuesday: It was Tuesday afternoon when I woke back up. I felt a little better but not much. I crawled out of bed again and made my way to the bathroom. I don't know why but I sat down on the shitter to piss instead of standing. I said to myself it was because I was still lightheaded but for some odd reason it just felt natural to do so. My penis felt a bit smaller, less thick. I was thankful to be blessed where it counted the most with the ladies. I looked in the mirror and freaked the fuck out. My black hair was now longer, shaggy and almost down to my shoulders. It looked like I lost more of my muscle mass and looked shorter in the mirror. The swelling of my chest area looked a lot worse now, it looked like I small tits now. My beard was almost completely gone now as was most of body hair. My skin felt a bit softer, my brown eyes looked blue in the light and my lips seemed a bit plumper. I was freaking out and wondered if I caught something at the bar when the bimbo kissed me. I grabbed my buzzers and proceed to shave my head until I had a crew cut. I still had the damn headache and my insides still felt like they were on fire. What the hell is wrong with me I said out loud to myself. I was rather shocked when I heard the sound of my own voice. It was softer then my deep baritone voice. I looked down my boxer shorts to check my junk and it looked even smaller now which really freaked me out. My t - shirt and boxers were too large on me. I wore an extra large shirt and it just seemed so loose and draped over me. I opened up the bathroom cabinet and grabbed some aspirin, I figured that it at least help the headache to go away. It was hard to think, I felt like I was on some really bad drug trip. Hell, maybe someone slipped something in my drink and I was just tripping. Maybe I was hallucinating from a fever or trapped in some horrible nightmare. I made my way to my bed and fell back onto it. I closed my eyes and passed back out. Everything went black around me. My last thought was that when I wake up tomorrow everything would be alright; I would feel better and not like my head was going to explode. I fell into a dream, a vivid one that seemed so real. The sky was pastel pink, a golden ray of sunshine shined down upon me and a female fawn frolicked in a flowery garden. I heard a sweet soothing feminine voice tell me that everything would be better and to accept what I wished for. What wish? Wednesday: When I woke up the next morning I felt better. My headache was gone and it didn't feel like my body was on fire. I felt rather serene and peaceful. I felt different but also felt more like myself again. I got out of canopy bed and made my way to a full length mirror. I did not remember ever having one but it felt like it had been here ever since I moved in. Also, when did I ever have a canopy bed? I looked in the mirror and was rather shocked at what I saw. I now had flawless pale skin and beautiful blue innocent eyes. I had full, luscious pouty pink lips. I had long golden as the sun blond hair with side swept bangs that perfectly framed my delicate features. My hair was lightly curled and cascading waves of hair fell to my lower back. I had high arched thin feminine eyebrows, long gone were the bushy brows I once had. I had long thick eye lashes that fluttered whenever I batted my eyes which gave a come hither look when I did so. I was only five foot six now and a hundred and twenty pounds. I had a killer figure, curvy and shapely legs, round hips and a hot tight ass. I had breasts now; they were 36 double - D, luscious and soft and looked wonderful with my now delicate frame. I looked at what was left of manhood which was now very tiny and small; it was just a nub now. My body was smooth, my skin as soft as silk and light toned now. The clothes I was wearing were far too large for my now delicate and demure frame. I quickly took them off and threw them to the floor. My t - shirt and boxers quickly began to shrink and then faded away as if they never existed. I was surprised I did not think this was and odd occurrence or freak out when I saw this happen. I simply accepted it for what it was and gingerly made my way to my closet. I took out a bubble gum pink open satin camisole and without thought or hesitation placed it on. Much like the clothes disappearing I did think much of why such a lovely delicate was now in my closet. The camisole was super cute and was made in such a pretty shiny satin. The camisole was very provocative and showed off my beautiful bountiful breasts. My camisole was held in place by a small button and satin loops under the bust - line. It had double edged satin trim all around the v - shape bust - line, underneath the arm holes and all around the hem. I loved how the cami was beautifully shaped in the front and dipped lower at the rear but still showed enough of my tight bottom. I placed on the matching bikini panties which were trimmed with the cutest lace frill at the legs openings and waist line. I then placed on a pair of six inch sky high bubble gum pink bed heels to complete my look. I knew these shoes were not designed for me to walk in. They were for me to wear whilst I lay in bed, kneeling, crawling or whatever delightful positions I would find myself in. Hopefully it would be on my knees, wait, wy did I just think that? As I lay in my bed I admired my reflection in a hand held mirror. I was stunning and beautiful, a hottie and a vixen. I looked like a combination of a Playboy bunny, a porn star and a male fantasy. I knew I should have been more shocked or horrified by the changes but I found myself loving the way I looked. I was becoming a sexy hot woman and it did not phase me in the least. Why was that I asked myself. I turned on the television as I painted my long perfectly manicured fingernails a matching bubble gum pink. I am not sure where the bottle of nail polish appeared from it just happened to be on my nightstand. As I painted my nails I watched the sports I use to like and found it so boring and totally lame. I did like seeing the men without their shirts on when I was watching a boxing match. Watching two men, their muscle glistening with sweat, looking hot aroused what was left of my manhood. One could have hardly told, as it only made a very slight bulge in my panties. I had never been with a man before. The thought of a man being with another man was wrong to me just yesterday. Yet seeing a hot muscular man began to turn me on and made me wet with passion. Wet with passion I thought to myself, why did I not just say hard? As I let my nails dry I flipped through the channels. I ended up watching old episodes of Sex and the City. It was a show I use to hate but now I totally loved it. I was such a Samantha. I sat in my bed eating my oh so yummy bon - bons and sipping a glass of chardonnay. I was so loving the show I did realize it was almost seven o'clock at night until I heard a knock at my door. I minced my way to the front door, my hips swinging seductively, my beautiful breasts thrust out. I had never worn high heels before but instinctively knew how to walk in a pair of fuck me heels. I started to feel even more like a woman, I felt gentle and delicate and oh so eager to please a man. I loved the click - clack - click my heels made as I minced my way to the front door. I loved how a floral scent always filled the room even though I was not wearing any perfume. "Who is it?" I asked. It was the first time I had heard my voice all day. My voice was high pitched, soft and feminine. I no longer had a baritone voice but a sweet sultry soprano girly - girl voice. "It's Sean," I heard a deep, sexy voice reply. I then realized I had not called out to work today. With all the changes going on it simply slipped my mind. Sean had come to check on me to see if I was alright. It was unlike me not to call out. I was a little nervous and was not sure what to do. Sean of course would know someone was here but would he know I was me. How would he react seeing the changes that have happened to me? What would he think if his bro answered the door wearing a sexy camisole, bikini panties and having magnificent breasts? Would he think I was hot? I knew I shouldn't but I opened the door anyway. Sean stood in the doorway. Even in a pair of stiletto heels he now stood several inches taller then me. I had been taller then him before my changes and I realized how small and delicate I was now. Sean had a strong frame, was very muscular and handsome. He had courted many ladies in his time. He was a smooth talker, had jet black hair and looked like an Adonis who had been sculpted out of clay. When we would go to the gym together women took notice of him, especially when he would take off his shirt to show off his sexy six pack abs. Just the thought of his chiseled abs aroused me. "Hey is Chad here?" here he asked in his sexy deep voice. Sean was taking the sight of me in. He looked me up and down which caused me to blush. I could tell he like what he saw. I could see the outline of his semi - erect cock in his pants. I licked my lips because I liked what I saw. He noticed me staring at his crotch and smiled. "He's not here at the moment. He's out for a bit," I lied. It was obvious that Sean did not see me as Chad and only saw a sexy blond standing in the doorway. "I'm Sean by the way, Chad's friend. I came to see if he was alright, he never came into work today or call out. "Sean's fine, I think he went to the doctors or something," I answered; I could tell that Sean's interest was solely on me now. "...and you are?" I had not thought of name for myself yet. I knew I could not tell him my name was Chad. There was no way I was a Chad any longer. I took a long deep gaze into his eyes and said... "My name is Bambi," I said as I placed my limp wristed hand out for him to shake. He took my hand and gently kissed it. I had seen him use this move on women so many times. I always thought it was lame but to be on the receiving end of it sent shivers through me. "It's a pleasure," He said in smooth seductive tone. "Would you like to come in," I said with a smile and then batted my long lashes. I knew I should have freaked out at this moment. Here I was a man who was somehow transforming into a ditzy blonde bimbo who was flirting with his best friend. I found I could not help myself, Sean was super hot and I just wanted to see where this would lead. "I would love to Bambi." I took Sean by his hand and noticed how much larger his were compared to mine now. I led him to the sofa. My heels clicking on the floor as he followed me, his eyes on my ass as I sashayed to the sofa. I knew he was turned on by what he was seeing and I was turned on by him being sexually attracted to me. "Why don't you have a seat and make yourself comfortable baby," I purred. Sean knew what to do; he unfastened his belt, undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. I could not believe I was about pleasure my best bro orally but knew I wanted to. I was so horny; I was finding Sean irresistible and had this deep seeded want to pleasure him. He took his seat and I went down to my knees in front of him. I knew when I placed on the heels earlier in the day I be kneeling in front of a man later in the day. I just did not know it would be Sean. I licked my lips seductively and gazed at Sean's erect penis. With grace and elegance I placed my fingers around Sean's shaft and began to softly caress his magnificence. Bambi was in total control and Chad begun to further melt away ridding myself of any worry or doubt about what was to come. I took my sweet time admiring, feeling and stroking Sean's hard cock. I had an overwhelming desire to please Sean, too make him cum and worship his manhood. With Sean's sex in my hand I placed my luscious lips on his rock hard cock. I closed my eyes when my lips made contact with his manhood and began to sensually kiss it. I felt so desired when I did this, I felt wanted and longed for, I felt like a woman. I then began to gently kiss the shaft of Sean's penis, exploring it with my lips and tongue. Sean began to moan with pleasure as I did this enticing me to continue to explore his manhood. I loved how his sex felt underneath my tongue as I pleasured his cock while going around and down on it. I wanted to make Sean moan even more with desire derived from my pleasuring him. I began to lustfully lick the underside of his penis and began to pleasure his cock at the base with my manicured hands. I then took the entire length of Sean's manhood, all nine inches of it and was excited to hear Sean speak about how amazing it felt. I pleasured his arousal further; I sucked him off feverishly, my head bobbing up and down on his royal scepter. I continued to take him in, going further and further down his glorious shaft. I knew Sean was enjoying this, the feeling of my lips on his majesty and the visual of his cock being in my mouth. I looked up at him and held my gaze upon him for a moment. I thought of all the female porn stars I had seen and began to act more and like them, becoming one. I held the entirety of his shaft in my mouth and softly sucked on it for a few minutes. I cooed and hummed to show him I took pleasure in doing this. I then began to gradually release the shaft, sliding my lips along it as I moved back. As I did so, I pulled back and tenderly kissed the tip of his manhood and then ran my tongue all around it. I once again found myself with my lips around his shaft, engulfing him and finding a rhythm. Sean was about to climax. He placed both his hands on the sides of my head and began to control the action. I became submissive to his dominance. He was now in control and was the commander and I was his willing subordinate. With an unbridled desire, a need to cum, he furiously pushed my mouth up and down his shaft. His body and scepter both became stiff, I could feel his manhood inside of me as he began to cum. His fluid began to fill my mouth; I swallowed and took in his juices. I knew from experience men enjoyed it when the woman swallowed. Sean's sex began to soften and I began to lick and lap his head clean. "Dam! You know how to really suck a dick," Sean said as he started dressing himself. "Thanks baby," I cooed innocently. "It was my first time," Sean jut smiled when I said this thinking I was just making a joke. "We'll have do it again sometime, maybe a bit more," He said as he got up and walked towards the door. "Hey, tell Chad I was looking for him." "Will do handsome," I said and then blew him a kiss as he closed the front door behind him. I let out a girlish squeal when he left. I had just pleasured a man and I so loved it. I would have felt sick doing something like this to a man just a few days ago but now it just filled me with delight. I wanted to do it again sometime with Sean and of course I now wanted to do more with him. Sean was delicious. I went back and laid down in my bed. I had a few more glasses of wine and finished watching a couple of episodes of Sex in the City. I took one last look at what was left of my manhood because I knew it b gone by tomorrow. I was content with this as it meant I could do more with Sean. I closed my eyes and found myself in a pink feminine dream like the one I had the previous night. Thursday: My room was different now, the walls were painted pink and had white trimming. A vanity sat in the corner of my room and a chair shaped like a high heel sat in another corner. I laid underneath my pink silk sheets enjoying the golden sun rays shining down upon me form my bedroom window. Long gone were my sports memorabilia which adorned my bedroom. It had all disappeared and been replaced. A picture of Marilyn Monroe hung on one of my walls. I had a curio cabinet of vintage Barbie Dolls. My room now reminded me of Barbie's Dream house and I loved it. I hugged my heart shaped throw pillow close to my breasts and thought about Sean. I was right, what little was left of my manhood had vanished during the night. I now had a vagina that was moist from my fantasies of Sean. I knew I wished he be the one to deflower me and take my feminine virginity. I felt so at peace being a woman, being Bambi and liking men. It seemed so natural to find a muscular man such as Sean sexy and want to be with him. I eased out of my bed wearing a pink baby tee with the word Barbie written on it and a pair of boy shorts. I went to and looked through my now walk in closet which was full of dresses, high heels and other feminine delicates. My dresses were mostly different shades of pinks and purples but I did have a ton of little black dresses. I knew Sean preferred me in pinks and purples but I knew every girl needed a little black dress. I also owned some exquisite and naughty lingerie. I also had a few toys for my pleasure. I picked up one of my toys who I called Tatum. After seeing Magic Mike I knew I had to buy myself a new toy and name it after the star. Tatum defiantly was my favorite toy. My dresser drawers were now filled with all different styles and colors of panties and bras. Some of them were made of satin, other silk; some were lace and some were very naughty. I had a drawer full of stocking and pantyhose, garters and garter belts. I had tons and tons of jewelry and accessories, makeup and beauty products. My once masculine bedroom was defiantly a Barbie girl bedroom, a feminine delight and pleasure. I took a long hot shower, feeling and exploring my new feminine body as I did so. It felt like forever to wash my long golden locks but I did not mind. I wanted to look beautiful today. I wanted to look sexy for my Sean - ee bear. I wanted him to erupt with pleasure when he had his way with me. I was tempted to pleasure myself but did not give into temptation. Sean would be the first to touch and pleasure my new sex. I dried myself off and placed a pink fluffy towel around my chest instead of my waist like I once did. I sat at my vanity and began to apply my makeup. I have never worn makeup before but instinctively knew how to apply it. I started with primer and began to massage it onto my face as I wished to have doll - like skin. I added highlighter as I wanted to have a flawless Barbie doll look. I then began to contour by highlighting my face with a light foundation to emulate Barbie's very specific facial structure. I shaded the highlighted areas with a darker foundation and blended it together. When I was finished with this my face looked much smoother and more defined. I moved onto my eyes, since Barbie's makeup is exaggerated I chose a dramatic and girlish color for my eyes. I defined my creases with a phlox purple eye shadow. Once I finished adding shadow to my creases I added purpureus colored eyeshadow to my outer eyelid. I colored my lower lash line with a shade of purple that was slightly darker then what I had used before until my eye was outlined in a dark purple. I chose a shocking pink eyeshadow for the rest of my lids and blended the colors together. I added a deep black liquid eyeliner to make my eyes look bigger and brighter, to help solidify my Barbie look. I do not know why, I just had an irresistible urge to apply my makeup in this fashion, to look like a bimbofied Barbie sex doll. Since Barbie had distinct and dramatic eyelashes I used a light -brown eyebrow makeup and liquid eyeliner to draw on very doll - like lashes. I drew seven sideways lines jutting out from the bottom of my lash line and made them look like the drawn on eyelashes Barbie has. I added jet black mascara to my upper lashes making sure my eyelashes were curled up. I then drew a series of slanted lines across my lash line with liquid eyeliner. When I was finished I looked like I had painted on eyelashes similar to Barbie. Since Barbie is known for her bright cheeks I applied a very, very bright pink blush running from the apples of my cheek to the indent of my cheek bone. To make me look more like a doll and added some glittery highlights to my blush. I lined my lips with a neutral shade of lip liner running a thick layer of liner across the top and bottom of my lip. I filled in my lips with a bright pink lipstick since my idol Barbie had bright lips. I applied a glossy shimmering pink lip gloss to give my lips a plastic - like appearance and help to look more dollish. I admired my finished make - up look in my vanity mirror. My makeup looked fierce and fabulous, flawless and fantastic. I wore a hot pink open back bodycon halter dress. The dress was incredibly sexy as it had a deep plunging v - neck bodice which showed off my truly delicious double d breasts. I purposely chose this dress as I wished to show them off for all to see. The sultry open back was sure to turn heads and the tight dress clung to my every curve. A pop of peplum rested at the waist of the dress while my short skirt fell to my mid thighs. I placed on a pair of sexy hot pink patent leather closed toe pumps with a ravishing four inch heel and half inch platform. Next was a pair of large gold thin hoop earrings that were three inches wide. I added a super cute ring with a delicate butterfly to add to my daintiness. I then chose a perfectly large shiny gold metal necklace with a tag that said bimbo in script with a cute little heart that dotted the lower case I. I knew it was a slutty addition to my ensemble but I knew who I was becoming and I wanted others to know. I drove down to my old job as I wanted and needed to be with Sean again. Whatever car I once had was now gone and was now replaced with a super cute pink convertible. I turned on my playlist and started singing along to Man I Feel Like a Woman by Shiana Twain. I use to listen to nothing but hard rock and metal but now my playlist was music by Madonna, Pink and other pop female artist. Gwenn Stefani was right; I am just a girl... On the way there I decided to stop by a coffee shop I went to every morning when I was just a boring guy. When I entered the coffeehouse all eyes were on me as I made my entrance. My stiletto heels clicked on the tile as I made my way to the counter. The barista, a cute boy in his twenties could not take his eyes off my breasts while he took my order. I could see a few of the girls who worked there give me dirty looks and whisper to one another how I could walk around dressed as I was in public. I would usually get coffee here but now that I was a woman I longed for dark rich chocolate and ordered myself a chocolate mocha with extra chocolate. I never had a sweet tooth before but now I constantly craved chocolate. I opened my purse to pay which was a super cute hot pink patent leather heart handbag. I took out my wallet and paid using my debit card. I noticed now that the name on the card read Bambi Flowers. I also bought Sean a coffee so I would have a reason to stop in. I sat down for a few minutes to enjoy my drink and looked through my wallet. My driver's license had a picture of me as a woman and also had my new name, Bambi Flowers. I must be super hot because I looked sexy even in my driver's license photo. I looked at my birth date on my license and realized I was twenty - one again. I was in my early thirties just a few days ago. I arrived to my old office a little before it was about to close. I always knew Sean was the last one to leave and lock up for the night. I bid hello to the secretary who was getting ready to leave for the night and told I was here to see Sean and I had brought him a coffee. She looked at me a bit funny as in a total blond moment I realized I left the coffee in my car. I made my way to Sean's office and passed my old one on the way. I took a peak inside and saw that the office was not being used now, the desk was barren and it looked like no one had been using it for ages. I gently knocked on Sean's office door and minced over to the seat in front of his desk closing the door behind me. I smoothed out my skirt and took my seat then seductively crossed my legs. Sean was putting away files and turned his attention solely on me. "And what do I owe this pleasure to?" Sean stated with a smile. I looked hard at his growing erection and smiled back. He came over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders and began massaging them. His hands were so strong, his grip firm and powerful. After a few minutes of massaging me he leaned in and placed his muscular arms around me brushing against my large breasts. He brushed back my long blonde hair and began to nibble on my ear. I let out a girlish moan as he did so. After a few minutes of him seductively kissing my neck he stopped and walked to the front of me and leaned on his desk. I licked my lips as I saw his bulge tenting in the front of his slacks, Sean was fully erect and his manhood strained, wanting to be released from its prison. I stood up and he immediately pulled me in close to his muscular body and kissed me fully on the lips. This was moment I would have never shared with Sean when I was Chad but now that I was Bambi Flowers I longed for it. He held me tight, kissing me, oh my God he was such a great kisser, just the right amount of tongue. My nipples became erect as he probed my mouth with his tongue and grabbed my ass. He spun me around, pushed me over his desk and lifted up my skirt. My delightfully naughty satin panties were now exposed with the words spank me decorating the bottom. Sean willing obliged and spanked me several times as I let out moans of pleasure after each spanking. He started to gently caress my clit, slowly and seductively moving his hands back and forth. I gasped as I had never felt such a titillating sensation before. I was giddy with excitement and felt myself becoming wet with desire. I was wet like a woman and the days of becoming hard like a man were far gone now. "You love this don't you Bambi, you love it when I make you wet." "Yes..." I gasped. "...I love it!" I was no longer Chad; I was succumbing more and more to being Bambi. I wanted what remained of Chad to go away and just be bimbo Bambi. Sean touched me again and we both could feel my vagina twitch, my knees buckled and I let out another moan. He pulled down my panties and told he was going to do more to me then just spank me. I was bent over his desk, my legs spread and Sean leaned in. I was breathing so hard I could barely hear him take off his pants over the sounds of my own breaths. "Sean, please baby I need it." "You need what Bambi, tell me what you want." I need you..." I said breathlessly. "I need you inside of me." "That's a good girl and since your being such a good girl I am going to give you just what you want," he growled. He took his fingers away from moist slit and began rubbing my vagina with the throbbing head of his marvelous manhood. I loved the sensation, the feel of Sean entering me with his scepter. I let out another seductive moan, arching my back as I did so. He had his arms around my waist and with one hand began fondling my breasts. "Tell me you're a bimbo Bambi, tell me now or I won't fuck you." "I am a bimbo," I moaned. "I'm a bimbo who wants you to fuck me." Sean was right, I was a bimbo now and I knew that is what I really wished to be. I could feel the pressure and felt it to continue to build as he continued to push his manhood in and out of me. He spread my legs wider, bent his knees and continued to deflower me. He took a more powerful hold of my hips and worked himself deeper and deeper inside of me. He started slowly at first until he was so deep inside of me I could feel his balls against me. I was shuddering with excitement. A sensational wave of pleasure overtook me as he continued thrusting his lance into me. I loved what Sean was doing to me, the way he was treating me. I was a woman now. I was no longer boring Chad I was Bambi Flowers now and when I admitted this to myself I experienced my first female orgasm. It was sensational, it was a pleasure I had never known of before. Sean erupted inside of me; it felt so wonderful to get my man off. Within a few moments Sean pulled out of me, my vagina was wet with passion as I breathed heavily while I was still sprawled over his desk. Sean had deflowered me and completed my transformation into a woman named Bambi Flowers. Friday: I sat at the bar waiting for my boyfriend Sean to arrive. I had finished my shift at the salon earlier in the day. I loved being a hair stylist and makeup artist. I don't know how Sean was an accountant. I hated doing math, numbers and stuff. I wanted to look sexy for my man. I was wearing a stretch spandex hot pink halter - neck style dress which clung to my every curve to show of my knock - out body. I loved how the flattering bust line was trimmed with satin, had satin sashes that tied at the rear of my neck and two satin inlay stripes in the front. I wore a pair of matching five inch fuck me stiletto heels because I wanted Sean to know how this night would end. I was sipping on my strawberry daiquiri when a woman set next to me at the bar. "Do you remember me Bambi?" she asked as I looked at her a bit lost. "How do you know my name?" I asked. "Your necklace sweetie," she replied pointing to my necklace. "Oh..." I had completely forgotten I was wearing a necklace with my name. "We met on Sunday; you hit on me and called me a nasty name." "Honey, I wouldn't hit on you, I love men. I'm waiting on my boyfriend, he is super hot," I could feel myself getting wet just thinking about him. The woman smiled when I told her about Sean and being into men. "Do you remember wishing that I was the type of woman you would want to wake up and see every morning?" she added. I shook my head no. "I also told you to be careful what you wish for because you might just get it, but not the way you wanted. I was totally lost. I had like no idea what she was talking about. "Have you ever heard of the Monkey's Paw Bambi?" "Is that a new club?" "No sweetie it's not," she said as she placed her hand on top of mine. "It's a good thing you are pretty," I smiled when she told me I was pretty. I loved being told I was pretty, especially by Sean. She looked me deep in my eyes and smiled and said "Chad." It all came back to me for a moment. I was once a man named Chad who had been transformed into a blonde air - headed bimbo. I had a best friend named Sean who was now my boyfriend and I had sex with. I had gone down on him and enjoyed it. I was once an accountant and now I worked in a salon as a stylist. I had big tits, a sweet ass and long legs. I was slutty and hot. I had called her a bimbo and somehow changed into one. How I don't know. My wish did come true. I told her she was the type of woman I wished to wake up and see every morning. I had become this type of woman. Every morning I would wake up and see this type of woman in the mirror. The horror set in. The things I had done with Sean, the changes to my body and the clothes I was wearing. I had big breasts that Sean fondled and a vagina Sean... The girl removed her hand from mine and smiled. I wasn't sure who she was. I hope she wasn't hitting on me, I'm into men. Her dress is super cute though I would look better in it. She better not try to get with my man. I took a sip of my strawberry daiquiri and whoever the girl was got up and left. Where was I? Oh yeah, my name is Bambi Flowers and I am waiting on my boyfriend Sean to arrive. I had finished my shift at the salon earlier in the day. I loved being a hair stylist and makeup artist. I don't know how Sean was an accountant. I hated doing math, numbers and stuff. I wanted to look sexy for my man. I was wearing a stretch spandex hot pink halter - neck style dress which clung to my every curve to show of my knock - out body. I loved how the flattering bust line was trimmed with satin, had satin sashes that tied at the rear of my neck and two satin inlay stripes in the front. I wore a pair of matching five inch fuck me stiletto heels because I wanted Sean to know how this night would end. The end...