Sometimes you Win Sometimes you Lose Maybe
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You Win Some, You Lose Some
By TwoSpiritsTG
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
This story is G-rated, but I put just as much effort into the
transformations as I usually do. It's a short, simple idea that's been
stuck in my head and that I wanted to get onto paper (so to speak). I
hope you enjoy.
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I was in high spirits today. I got to sleep in this morning, made
myself a hearty breakfast which was unusual, and found twenty bucks in
my pocket that I didn't know was there! The most exciting thing that
happened today, though, was the phone call I received a few hours ago.
The doctor's office called, and I've been approved for hormone
treatments to finally start my transition to female. They already sent
my script to the pharmacy in my local grocery store and I was on my way
to pick it up. I was finally going to go from Kyle to Kylie.
I was in my early 20s and a decent looking guy if I do say so myself. I
had short, wiry dark hair and a matching 5 o'clock shadow that I kept
neatly off my neck and contoured properly for my face. My eyes were a
dull blue almost gray color, and skin tone pretty fair. I was fairly
lean. Not super skinny, just you basic 'average' active person. My skin
was normally covered in body hair, but I've been keeping it completely
shaven religiously for the past couple of weeks.
I got in line at the pharmacy counter and waited patiently for my turn.
The pharmacy tech took my last name, wandered over to some bins, and
came back with the script I've been waiting my whole life for. I tried
to run my card, but the machine kept showing 'device failure.'
"Is there a problem with my card?" I asked.
The tech shook his head. "No, the machine has been acting up all day.
Here," he said, handing me the bag. "I'm supposed to hold this until
the machine is working, but I've seen you around the store pretty
regularly. Trade secret, you can ring this up at any old register
here."
I smiled up at him. "Thanks!" It was a small hiccup, but even that
didn't slow me down.
There were two lines open, so I just got in the closet one and waited.
The line moved fast enough, as fast as you would expect at least, and I
was behind an old lady getting her weekly groceries. She wasn't feeble
or decrepid in any way, I pegged her for maybe 60 at the latest. After
all her groceries were scanned the cashier pleasantly looked up from
her register. "That'll be $78.30 ma'am."
The woman nodded, turning her attention down to her purse and pulled
out her money. She counted out the 30 cents, but seemed to only come up
with $62 in bills. "Oh shoot, we're going to have to take something
off," she grumbled in defeat.
"I got it," I announced, handing over the $20 I found in my pocket
earlier that day.
The old woman turned around to face me. "That's sweet of you son, but
you don't have to do that."
"I know," I stated. "I want to. Pay it forward."
"You're a sweet boy," she said with delight in her eyes.
I received my change, bid the woman farewell, and paid for my script. I
always got a warm feeling doing things like that for strangers. I made
my way through the front doors and saw the old woman look up and wave
me over. "Can you help me please?" she announced. Odd, since she seemed
fully capable of tending to herself, but why not?
I made my way over to her. "Sure, what do you need?"
"Oh," she said with a laugh. "Nothing. I just wanted to pay it forward,
like you said."
"Oh, you don't ha-"
"-I know. I want to," she said, throwing my words back at me. "You have
a pure heart. Go ahead, make a wish and I'll do everything in my power
to grant it."
I raised an eyebrow. "Um, what?"
She casually rummaged through her grocery bags looking for something.
"Oh, you don't believe me. I don't blame you," she rambled, pulling out
an apple. "Have you ever heard the saying comparing apples to oranges?"
I nodded, having no idea where this was going.
She waved a hand over the apple. "Well I prefer to turn apples TO
oranges." Sparks flashed from her finger tips in various colors. The
red of the apple shifted off, closer to yellow and the shape twisted
and morphed resembling that of an orange."
I was speechless. "Ho- what?"
"Believe me now?" she asked, offering me the orange.
This was it. This was my moment. Excitement welled up in me as I
thought of my wish. It's the only thing I ever wanted. "Yes. Please
don't judge me, but ever since I was little I always wanted to be
female. Please, I wish I was a voluptuous woman."
The woman nodded with a small chuckle. "No judgement here, that's in my
power to do," and waved her hand over my face.
It took a few seconds, but eventually energy welled up within me. My
crotched tingled first almost like that of an orgasm. I placed a hand
there and firmly applied pressure, feeling my dick shrinking and
pulling up into me. It shrunk up, pulling inside as the skin on either
side wrapped around it. It started to feel warm down there, and almost
immediately I felt juices start to flow as I got wet and turned on by
the whole situation.
Spreading out from my crotch the intense feeling radiated. My thighs
started to expand and press against my jeans, tearing through. My hips
widened, popping the button off the front, and ass billowed outwards. I
felt it getting rounder and firmer until I had a gorgeous bubble butt
and extremely feminine hips.
The surge continued downwards, thickening out my legs and making them
shorter. I watched as the world got taller and I was closer to the
height of my hero. My feet shrunk and I could feel them fidgeting in
place with my large shoes loose around them.
At the same time the energy reached my stomach, flattening it and
shrinking in my waist so my hips flared outwards. My insides turned
with a growing warm sensation. I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes,
placing a hand on the lower part of my stomach, instinctively knowing
that my baby maker was in business and how desperately I wanted to
conceive child.
As it moved upward my shoulders shrunk in and chest started expanding.
I looked down to see my feet becoming eclipsed by my growing bust. My
tight shirt started to tear from the pressure. I wasn't entirely sure,
but I think I let out a squeal. I raised both my hands to them and
grabbed them without reserve. Tremors rippled through my body from the
sensitivity, and my nipple hardened poking into my hands. They were
still growing, and I would venture a guess that they were at least D-
Cups maybe even DD.
My panting and moans started to become elevated. I grabbed my throat
with one hand, feeling my adam's apple shrivel away and disappear. The
skin on my neck was silky and smooth. I ran the back of my hands
alongside it, my nails tickling me.
Speaking of nails, I looked at them to see them already growing and my
fingers slimming down. My muscle tone subsided and left behind slender
effeminate arms.
My face began twisting. I couldn't see it, but I could feel my square
jaw shaving down and facial hair retract into me. I raised a hand and
rubbed what used to be my 5 o'clock shadow and instead was met with
smooth, baby bottom skin. My lashes extended slightly more into my
peripherals, and lips grew so they pouted and touched while at rest.
My short, wiry hair exploded outwords, flying in all directions, until
it was halfway down my torso. Running my hands through it felt almost
like running a hand through water.
I was absolutely delighted. I spun around in my torn and unfit clothes,
looking at myself. "Thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou," I
rambled on, leaping into the air and clasping my hands together.
"Of course deary," she said with a smile. "But those clothes, I can fix
that for you. What do you want?"
I thought for a moment. Yoga pants were always sexy, especially with a
large firm ass like this, but I could get those any day. What I really
wanted was a form fitting skirt and low cut blouse with some flats.
Without even saying anything she waved her hand again. "It will be
done."
My torn t-shirt ripped further at the bust, hemming itself to form a
deep V-neck plunge The color shifted from the darker blue to a more
pastel shade, and the bottom flowed out and waved in the breeze.
My pants stretched out, hemming the tears, and shifting into a silkier,
softer fabric. The color shifted to form baby blue and white horizontal
stripes to complement the already dark blue that was already in place.
My socks shrunk away, shriveling up until nothing was left and shoes
became smaller until they hugged my feet. My laces melded into the
shoe, and holes appeared on top exposing the tops of my feet. Straps
wrapped around my ankle and up my shin a little, and heels pushed
lightly off the ground to give only a slight amount of height.
My boxers underneath slid up my thigh, shifting to silk lace and
pressing against my warm slit below. My chest also started to lift on
its own as silk manifested itself around them and held them in place.
Straps ran up and over my shoulders and clasped in the back.
My hands ran up and down my body as I bounced in place and watched my
tits jiggle. I began to weep, wiping tears from my eyes as I moved in
to give my savior a hug. "Thank you. So. Much," I managed to get out
between sobs.
She returned the embrace. "Of course my dear. Of course."
I bid her farewell, running to my car and leaping inside. I pulled the
rearview mirror so I could see myself. I pressed my fingers against my
face, giggling like a schoolgirl. I was a fucking knock-out. I looked
down at my chest, grabbing it and squeezing, fondling and shaking them
in my grip. The sensation was alien and strange, but felt so right. For
the first time in forever I felt comfortable in my own skin.
Still clutching my chest I looked out my driver side window to see a
man about my age staring at me. I immediately let go, the weight of my
chest dropping and tugging on the bra straps, and looked down at the
steering wheel blushing in embarrassment. I needed to get home,
someplace more private to explore this gift. I readjusted the seat and
mirrors for my new height, turned on the engine, and headed out.
Admittedly I was speeding and driving a little too erratically, but I
was so damn excited! In my haste I accidentally cut someone off, who
slammed on their brakes and I could see them flicking me off in my
rearview. I coyly raised a hand to signal apology, and their car
lurched forward, screeching next to me as we approached a light.
His passenger window was down and he was screaming at me. I lowered
mine to apologize, but before I could say anything all I heard was. "-
So just because you're so fucking cute you think you can drive however
you want?! Let's see how you like THIS!"
He raised a hand and sparks flew out, striking me in the chest. My
beautiful rack started to deflate, shrinking and collapsing in on
itself until all that was left was my previously flat pecs.
My shoulders widened, stretching out the blouse a little and hair
sprung out on my arms as if I haven't shaved them in weeks. My face
popped as my jawline regained its former square contour and a full
beard erupted forth. My hair retreated back, losing it's soft volume
and returning to its wiry state.
My dainty fingers bulged, getting thicker and more sausage like, my
nails retracting in. My stomach churned as I felt my precious womb fade
away. My hips popped and shrank, butt deflating with it. My beautiful,
unused clit pulsed and pushed forward, growing and growing until I had
a thick, hard cock. Admittedly bigger than it was before.
My thick thighs shrunk down, gaining their thick muscle tone, and hair
growing back. My feet grew out, straining against the flats and tearing
through them.
I pulled the rearview at me again, looking back at the familiar face
I've grown up with and crying. Everything was undone. Everything. I
turned to the asshole next to me with the serious road rage as he
flicked me off. "Have fun trying to cheat your way out of tickets now
fuck face!" and screeched off through the red light and into the
distance.
I looked at my bag on the seat next to me. Well, at least I had my
hormones.
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