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Just a Bit When Chris turned 13, he had his best friend Aaron sleep over at his house. The two were inseparable since the day they met at their kindergarten. "Aww, man, you beat me again!" Chris cried as he watched his last bit of life drain from his character's meter. He'd been practicing all week, hoping to get good enough to beat Aaron at the new game he'd gotten. "I got lucky," Aaron grinned. "Want to play again?" "You always get lucky," Chris growled. "Everything we've ever done together you beat me at. From Nintendo to basketball to being funny in class..." "What?" blinked Aaron. "You're the funniest guy in the school, man." "Not according to Tracy Ingram," frowned Chris. "Tracy has a crush on you, you fool," laughed Aaron. "She doesn't want you to know so she tries not to compliment you." "What? Really?" Chris wondered if it was true or not. Tracy was kind of cute, for a girl. "You moron, you got so much to learn." Aaron continued laughing, almost rolling off the couch he was sitting on. "Someday, I'll teach you..." Before Chris could get Aaron back with a zinger, his Mom called the boys for dinner. They ate Chris' favourite dinner, pizza and soda, before the cake came out. The candles lit the room as everyone sang. "... Happy Birthday to you..." Chris looked at the flickering flames and licked his lips. He knew exactly what he wanted to wish for. He closed his eyes, made a silent prayer and blew out the candles. A shiver went up his spine as he opened his eyes and saw the candles were all out. --- When the boys were fifteen, Aaron decided he wanted to try out for the basketball team. Chris didn't really want to but thought it could be fun to play on the same team as his friend. They practiced hard for weeks before the tryouts together, both improving quite a bit. The day of the tryouts, Aaron did really well but there were a lot of boys trying out that year. He ended up being one of the final cuts, leaving Chris on the team. "I'm sorry, man," said Chris. "It's okay - you were great!" smiled Aaron, happy for his best friend. "Don't worry about me - I'll be in the stands cheering you on at every game!" Chris was happy to have such a great friend. Every time Aaron faced adversity he found a way to look on the bright side. Chris went on to be one of the better players on the team while Aaron watched. Aaron was never bitter though - he never felt anything but pride for his best friend. --- "All right, we both made it into the same University!" exclaimed Chris. "We'll be roommates!" "Sweet!" grinned Aaron. "I was worried I wasn't going to get in - my grades weren't quite as good as yours." "Don't sweat it, dude," nodded Chris. "They were plenty high enough." "Not high enough to get a scholarship," Aaron replied, knowing Chris was awarded with an entry scholarship that paid for 75% of his tuition. "I got lucky," shrugged Chris. "In any case, I'll use that scholarship money on helping us get a kick-ass place to find girls. What do you say we start looking for a place after school today?" "Sounds great," smiled Aaron. Aaron always appreciated Chris' help. Ever since they'd hit puberty, Chris began to excel at everything. No matter what they did, no matter how good Aaron got at something, Chris always ended up a bit better. It didn't annoy Aaron at all - he was happy his friend was so adept at learning and always tried to learn from him. The two friends finished their high school careers with little fanfare. They graduated near the top of their class and were somewhat popular guys but not exceptionally so. Chris ended up with a date for the prom but Aaron skipped it, saying he didn't want to go anyways. "No!" Aaron said emphatically. "I don't want to be a third wheel on your date and besides - you know I hate formals." "I know," nodded Chris. "But this is the prom. This is the defining moment of our high-school days. A way to say good-bye and get closure on this part of our life." "That's deep," laughed Aaron. "And a load of bullshit. Listen dude - I really don't want to go. I know you and Tracy are looking forward to this thing, but I am not. I'm quite happy to sit home and play World of Warcraft." "Oh man," frowned Chris. "You'd rather game than come to prom?" Aaron nodded. "I wish there was some way for you to come to prom." Chris sighed. "It won't be the same without you." "Forget it," laughed Aaron. Aaron never did go to the prom but Chris and Tracy did and consummated the relationship that started back in grade school. The morning after prom, Chris and Tracy promised each to be faithful. Unfortunately for Chris, Tracy was going to an out of town school and he knew he wouldn't see her again until Christmas. "Don't worry, baby," Tracy told Chris. "I'll have a really nice present for you." "Oh?" Chris smiled at his girlfriend. "And what might that be?" "It'll fit into your back pocket," grinned Tracy. Chris' confused look prompted her to give another clue. "And that's all I'll be wearing..." Chris blinked in confusion a few times before the light came on. "Wow, great!" he grinned. "Christmas might only come once a year, but I'll make you come more than that..." "I'm counting on it," grinned Tracy before making love to her boyfriend again that morning. --- "This is pretty sweet," Chris said to Aaron as they sat on their couch. The two just finished moving into their new two bedroom apartment and were enjoying a cold beer after the move. "Indeed," nodded Aaron. "I can't believe I'm finally free of my parents." "What?" laughed Chris. "Your parents are cool, man. It's mine that I needed to get away from." "Yah, right!" Aaron sputtered. "My parents might seem cool to you, but that's only because you didn't have to live with them. I guess you'll probably tell me the same thing, though. In any case, here's to no parents." The two friends clinked their beer bottles together and took a long drink. After the long day moving and several beer too many, Aaron felt himself getting a bit drunk. "I think I need to head to bed, man," Aaron said. "What? We've only started," frowned Chris. "I can't hold my alcohol like you can," Aaron answered, sorry he couldn't keep the celebration going. He collapsed onto his new bed, thoughts of what he was going to do with his new-found freedom circling his head as he drifted off to sleep. --- Two months into their first year of University, Chris and Aaron were both swamped with homework. "I don't know how you keep up with it all!" Aaron exclaimed. "What do you mean? I'm at risk of losing my scholarship if I don't do well on Wednesday's test," frowned Chris. "Well, you're doing better than I am. Plus you're juggling a girlfriend too," answered Aaron. "Yah, right - Tracy is out of town until Christmas. That's not a whole lotta juggling there. You look like you've been having a bit of a hard time though," Chris said to his friend with concern. Chris looked at Aaron and saw that his friend was losing weight. He figured the stress from school must have been taking its toll on Aaron. That, plus he didn't have Mommy cooking three square meals a day for him. "I'm doing okay," Aaron finally answered. "I bet I'll beat you on Wednesday." "You probably will," smiled Chris. Aaron hadn't beaten him on a test since the eighth grade. "But I'll take the bet. If I win, you gotta get a haircut." "A what?!" laughed Aaron. "A haircut?" "Yep," nodded Chris. "It's been months since your last one. I don't want a hippy roommate that's going to drive away the girls." "Don't worry about that," Aaron continued laughing. "I'm actually thinking of letting my hair grow longer as part of my rebellion against my parents." "Ohhh," Chris finally understood why Aaron let his hair grow over his ears. "Then at least come to the gym with me - you're looking a little skinny. Either you need to eat more or exercise more." "Probably both," nodded Aaron. "I wish I had the time. You know, if I had a scholarship..." "Oh, shut up," laughed Chris. Aaron always pulled out that line when he needed an excuse for not doing something. "If you think I look so terrible, have you looked in the mirror recently?" Aaron asked. "You're looking a little lighter than you did in high school too." Chris wondered what Aaron was talking about and looked himself over in the mirror. he didn't notice any significant changes. He checked on the scale and was surprised to see he had lost a bit of weight. He made a mental note to eat and exercise more to stay in shape. "Okay, if you don't want to cut your hair or come to the gym, what are you willing to do when I win?" asked Chris. "Loser pays for drinks on Friday." Aaron grinned. "Deal." Chris nodded. That Friday, Aaron was shelling out what little money he could to fill Chris with beer. Chris was more than happy to oblige his old buddy. ---- Chris waited nervously at the airport. Tracy's plane was due to arrive any minute and he was so excited to see her after four months of nothing but texts and video chats. He double-checked the arrival times and saw that her plane had finally touched down and the passengers were deplaning. He watched the status change to "Arrived" and stared at the gate in anticipation. Tracy finally stepped through the door and Chris rushed over to meet her. "Tracy!" he said happily as he picked her up and spun her around. He was surprised that she'd put on weight while she was away but didn't mention it. "Hi Chris!" She smiled back. "Man, it feels great to be home." Chris kissed his girlfriend before she could say another word. He was happy to have her back home too. He took her bags and walked her to his waiting car. Along the way he asked her about everything that she'd been through over the last few months. "My school is amazing," Tracy said excitedly. "The campus is great, the students there are also some of the brightest in the country. But the profs - they are the hidden gems. I didn't get one bad professor in any of my classes." Chris smiled. He was happy Tracy was having such a good experience. He wished his school experience could be more like hers. "How's Aaron doing?" Tracy asked. The two had been close since they were kids long before Chris and her were an item. "He's doing okay. He's anxious to see you again too but he needed to study for his last final of the semester," answered Chris. "That guy works so hard all the time." "And you? You look like you've been dieting or something." "I..." Chris was a bit embarrassed by the question. He knew he'd been losing weight all semester regardless of what he tried to maintain his physique. He had worn a bulky sweater to try to hide his weight loss from Tracy but it didn't seem to have worked. "You?" Tracy looked at him expectantly. "I've been working so hard that I don't think I'm eating properly or sleeping properly," Chris answered. It's what he'd been telling himself for the last several months. "Aaron, too, is shedding weight like nobody's business." "Hmm...." was all Tracy answered. "Oh well, it's the holidays now - you're bound to put on a few pounds with all that you're going to eat." "True that!" nodded Chris. Then he grinned at the girlfriend he hadn't seen in months. "But I have an appetite for something else, and it's fat free." Tracy laughed at Chris' come-on. His juvenile sense of humour was part of his charm, she thought to herself. When they arrived at Tracy's house, Chris offered to help her with her bags but she kindly refused. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and headed inside. "I'm going to spend a lot of time with family for the first little while. Let's meet up on Christmas," she told him. Chris was disappointed she didn't want to hang out before then but he understood - she'd just flown in a long way and her family was important. He could wait. "Sounds like a plan." He nodded before driving back to his apartment. He'd waited months, what was another couple of days. At least that was what Chris told himself as he drove home in silence. ---- Tracy didn't call until after Christmas and when she did she asked Chris to take her to a big frat party on New Year's. It wasn't exactly the romantic evening he'd envisioned, but he accepted it. Chris picked Tracy up at her house and was pleasantly surprised to see her come out in a short red skirt and heels. She dressed up for me, thought Chris to himself. "Hi babe," he said as she hopped into the passenger seat. "Hi yourself," she replied, leaning over and kissing him. Her tongue slid into his mouth and the two stayed lip-locked for several seconds. "We'd better go," Chris said when they finally broke the kiss. "Your Dad might be watching." "Haha!" laughed Tracy. "He was so embarrassed to see me in this outfit that I don't think he's watching anything but the hockey game." Chris laughed as he drove. He was happy to have Tracy back and she finally seemed back. The time with her family must have really paid off, thought Chris. She certainly seemed like the girl he knew before. Chris and Tracy arrived at the party just as things were getting into gear. The booze was flowing and the music was pumping. When Tracy started grinding on him to the beat of the music, Chris couldn't help but wonder where she learned that from. Higher education, he thought sarcastically. The couple danced most of the night, stopping only to refuel on snacks and alcohol. By the time midnight rolled around, they were both completely smashed. Just after midnight, Tracy pulled Chris into one of the empty frat house bedrooms and locked the door. She threw him on the bed and straddled him. "I've got a present for you," Tracy grinned. "I've been a very good boy," answered Chris. "Oh, that's a shame," teased Tracy. She unbuckled his pants and pulled them down his legs. "I was hoping to find a bad boy tonight. A very bad boy." "I'm the worst boy you've ever seen," laughed Chris. "I'll say," answered Tracy after pulling Chris' underwear down. She looked at his flaccid penis and frowned. "I thought you were enjoying this." "I am enjoying this!" Chris answered. He looked at his small penis and didn't know what to say. "This has never happened to me before!" "It's okay, baby," replied Tracy, pulling Chris to her. "I bet it's just the amount of booze you drank. We're both smashed!" "Yah, that must be it!" nodded Chris. I sure hope that's it, thought Chris. The pair stayed at a hotel that night, not far from the frat house. Neither were in a condition to drive so instead they just snuggled all night. Chris was asleep too fast to hear an annoyed sigh escape Tracy's mouth. --- After dropping Tracy off at her house on New Year's Day, Chris went back to his own apartment. It was empty - Aaron must have gone to visit his own family, thought Chris. He flopped onto the couch, turned on the TV and started flicking through channels. There was nothing interesting on so he tried to tidy the apartment up a bit instead. As Chris cleaned, he moved some of Aaron's text books into his room. "Holy shit!" Chris jumped. It wasn't the first time he was in Aaron's room but it was the first time he'd ever found panties inside. "That lucky bugger must have scored last night! Happy New Year's, bud!" He looked at the panties and tried to judge the size of the girl. She was a bit bigger than Tracy, he guessed, but still must have had a great figure, at least from the waist down. Chris raised a fake glass and pretended to clink it with his friend. He straightened up the rest of the apartment before Aaron got home, making sure everything was in its place. He hung the panties on Aaron's door with pride, ready to ask his roommate about the girl he'd bedded. Aaron arrived late in the afternoon, a few shopping bags in his hands. He quickly put the bags in his room before coming back out with the panties in his hand. "So... uh... what's this?" he asked, trying to act surprised. "Oh, don't be like that!" laughed Chris. "I know all about it." "You do?" Aaron's eyes widened and his cheeks turned a rosy hue. "Of course!" grinned Chris. "I found those this morning when I put your textbooks on your desk. When were you going to tell me?" "Actually, I've been trying to find the right time..." Aaron's voice faded. "I guess now's that time..." Chris looked at his friend expectantly. He wondered how long Aaron was going out with the girl and if he knew her at all. "I... these panties..." Aaron looked at his feet. "Yeeees?" Chris prodded. "They're mine." Aaron said quickly. "I... I like to wear women's clothes." Chris opened his mouth to say something then closed it. That was just about the last thing he expected to hear. The silence started to grow awkward. "I've been wearing girl's clothes on and off for years," Aaron explained. "It started when I was nine. I found a pair of my Mom's pantyhose and tried them on. I loved the feeling of the nylons on my skin. I tried on more of her clothes but she caught me and I got punished real bad..." Aaron took a deep breath before continuing. Chris silently watched his friend bare his soul. "As far as my parents know, it was a one-time thing. Their son was just experimenting and moved on. But I never moved on. The feelings inside me grew and throughout high school I had various clothes that I stashed and wore secretly. Even now, my room has a bunch of clothes hidden in various nooks and crannies..." "You mean you crossdress now too?" Chris asked. "Yes," Aaron nodded. "Ever since I got out of my parents house I've been eager to do it more openly but I didn't want to offend you. I'm growing my hair out. I've been dieting, talking to a psychologist and even taking hormones." "Hormones?" "Yes, I really feel like I need to become a woman." Aaron could feel a huge weight lifting off of his shoulders. He'd been so afraid to tell Chris the truth but now that it was all coming out, it felt great. "A woman? But you got balls!" Chris blurted out. "For now..." laughed Aaron. "And who knows, maybe this is just a phase. But it's a phase that I'm committing to full time from now until the summer." "What?" blinked Chris. "I've been talking to my therapist and she said if I am to really know if this is what I want, I have to do it full-time, in public. Skulking about in my room in lingerie isn't a desire, it's a fetish. If I can openly wear a dress and be happy with who I am, then I should consider transitioning." "So you're going to wear dresses from now on?" Chris quickly thought about how his life would change if his roommate suddenly came out of the closet. "Yes," Aaron nodded. "I've been shopping all day and I think I'm ready. Do you want to see?" Chris wanted to be supportive of his old friend but the idea of him prancing around in a dress was too foreign. He didn't want to alienate Aaron, though, so just nodded silently. Aaron looked so happy as he ran into his room to change. As Aaron was getting ready, there was a knock on the door. "Chris?" Tracy's voice called. "Let me in." "Oh, shit!" thought Chris. He couldn't let Tracy see Aaron dressed as a woman. He had to do something fast. "Hi, baby!" Chris called through the door. "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to surprise you," she answered. "Come on - open up!" "I... uh..." Chris tried to find the right words. "I can't." "What? Why not?" A hint of annoyance tinged Tracy's voice. "You don't have another girl in there with you, do you?" "NO!" Chris answered quickly. "Of course not!" "Then open this bloody door or you won't see me until the summer!" Tracy demanded. Chris looked at Aaron's closed door, then at the front door. He held his breath as he opened the door to see Tracy hoping Aaron's timing was better than his girlfriend's. "Hi babe," Chris forced himself to smile. "Sorry, I was just about to get into the shower and had to get some clothes on." "I don't hear the water running..." Tracy said as she pushed her way in. Just then, Aaron's door opened and a tall blonde girl came out of his room wearing a flowery dress and a pair of short heels. "What the f-" Tracy blinked. "Who the hell is she?" "Tracy!" Aaron exclaimed. "Long time, no see!" Tracy looked and did a double-take. "Aaron?!" she blinked again. "My gosh, you look great!" Chris watched the exchange in silence. "Thanks!" smiled Aaron. "I've been working hard on trying to pass. Do you really think I can fool somebody?" "You fooled me!" laughed Tracy. "I was just about to cut Chris' nuts off for cheating on me with a tall blonde babe." Chris had to admit, Aaron did look pretty good as a girl. He'd lost enough weight to fit into a dress and he, somehow, had feminine curves. Chris guessed he was wearing some kind of padding. His face also looked quite feminine, although Chris guessed the makeup did a lot for that. In any case, he definitely didn't look like his best friend anymore. "Shall we go?" Aaron asked Tracy. "Go?" blinked Chris. "We're going out for a movie," smiled Tracy. "Aaron asked me to go with him on his first night out on the town as Erin." Chris looked at his two oldest friends and then put it together. "Wait. You knew about this?" he asked. "Of course I knew!" laughed Tracy. "Who do you think bought him his outfits for the first ten years? He was so embarrassed to even be in the women's department with me." Aaron blushed but nodded. "Yikes. This is like a conspiracy," Chris mumbled. "In any case, we're going to see the latest Tom Cruise action flick. You want to come?" asked Aaron. Chris wavered at first but decided it was a good opportunity to spend some time with Tracy and accepted. "Don't put the moves on the wrong girl," laughed Tracy. There was no way that would happen, thought Chris. ---- After the movie, Chris, Aaron and Tracy headed back to their car. No one had said anything to Aaron and he looked quite happy to be treated as a girl. Even Chris was starting to think of him as Erin. "That was so cool!" exclaimed Erin. "The way he jumped off the motorbike and shot it straight at the bad guy, through the window and down the 50 stories to the ground below." "Yah, but why was there a motorbike up there in the first place?" laughed Chris. Before anyone could answer, a group of teenagers surrounded the three friends. Chris counted eight men standing around them in a circle. "Nice night for a stroll," one of the teens said gruffly. Chris looked at the young men and then at the girls. He moved in front of them instinctively to protect them. "Looks like this guy doesn't know a trap when he sees one," another said with a laugh. "Come on, guys, back off," Chris said. He tried to get past the man standing directly in front of him but the way was blocked. "We're just here to help a brother out," said the first one. "You do know that girl you're with isn't what she appears to be." Aaron gasped. He'd been found out. "Consider us like the neighbourhood watch," grinned the second. "Now watch this." The man reached for Aaron's head trying to grab the blonde wig. Aaron dodged easily, grabbed the man's arm and threw him to the ground. The other seven men looked shocked to see their friend taken down by the man in the dress. Chris, too, was surprised at Aaron's quick movements. "What?" grinned Aaron. "I've been taking some self defense classes since we started university. I thought it'd be a good idea, considering..." The other seven men quickly jumped into the fray and Aaron did his best to fight them off. Chris helped as best he could, finding he was able to fight off a few of the men single-handedly. The gang eventually gave up and left after several guys had ended up with bloody noses. The three friends quickly ran to the car and sped home. "We have to report that to the police," Chris said. "No way!" answered Aaron. "I don't want anyone to know about this!" "But they deserve to be in jail!" growled Chris. "Those assholes could have killed us. Luckily you knew some of that kung fu shit and could fight them off." "I couldn't have done it without you!" Aaron answered. "Shit, I had no idea you were studied kung fu too." "Me?" blinked Chris. "I was just lucky. I had no idea what I was doing - I just couldn't let them hurt you." "My hero..." smiled Aaron. Tracy was strangely quiet since the fight broke out. Chris guessed she was in shock over the attack but her eyes were quite focused. She was staring right at Chris. When they got home, Aaron got out of his dress and into pajamas while Chris and Tracy said good night. "You did really good in that fight," said Tracy. "I guess I'm a natural," shrugged Chris. "I guess..." frowned Tracy. "But I think there's something else at work here..." Chris knew what Tracy was talking about but didn't admit it. He gave her a ride home and returned quickly to make sure Aaron was okay. By the time he got back, though, Aaron was already in bed. ---- When Chris woke up the next morning, he felt different. He scratched his head and found a handful of long hair tangled in his fingers. What the hell, he thought as he combed his fingers through the silky mess. As he sat up, Chris gasped at the weight that suddenly tugged at his chest. His hands quickly grabbed the two breasts that had somehow grown overnight. "Oh, fuck," he mouthed silently. His left hand slowly crept down a flat tummy and into the waistband of his pajamas. Where he expected to find his penis was a small mound with a tuft of hair on it. Chris closed his eyes and considered what was going on. "This has got to be a dream," he thought. "Aaron revealed the whole crossdressing thing and now my subconscious is trying to make sense of it." He pinched himself to try to wake up but to no avail. After several hard pinches, he gave up. Chris looked over at the full-length mirror nervously. It was angled away from him so he couldn't see his reflection. He was so curious to check it out but at the same time so afraid. Steeling his nerves, he got up and headed straight for the mirror. He was not prepared for what he saw. In the mirror was the most beautiful brunette girl he'd ever seen. Her face was flawless, with blue eyes and kissable lips. Her body was small and athletic, with pert breasts poking out of his pajamas. Turning around, he saw she had a perfect ass, matching the rest of her body. That was when he fainted. ---- "Excuse me, Miss," Aaron's voice was comforting. Chris opened his eyes to see his friend looming over him. He realized he must have been laying on the couch. "Aaron," Chris said, nearly choking on his words. The voice that came from his lips wasn't his and his mind quickly flashed back to the image he saw in the mirror. "You know me?" Aaron blinked. "Have we met before? Are you a friend of Chris'?" "I AM Chris!" he answered. "Popular name," laughed Aaron. "I assume that's short for Christine or something, right? Do you two ever get mixed up when talking?" "What?" "You and Chris. I mean, my roommate Chris." laughed Aaron. "If you two are out and someone says just 'Chris', how do you know who they are referring to?" "I am your roommate Chris!" Chris asserted. "I don't know what the hell is going on!" Aaron laughed. "Did Chris put you up to this?" he asked. "I mean, after my little revelation last night, he was sure shocked. Is this his idea of a joke?" Chris choked. His own best friend didn't recognize him. What the hell was going on? "I need to get out of here," Chris said. "In Chris' pajamas?" laughed Aaron. "I'd suggest you change first." "Change? Into what?" asked Chris. "I dunno - what were you wearing last night?" Aaron asked. "I assume you came in with Chris and ended up staying the night." "Are you kidding? I dropped Tracy back at her place and came straight back - you think I had time to pick up another girl?" laughed Chris. "All right..." Aaron narrowed his eyes, studying the pretty girl. "Let's assume for a second that you're not completely nuts and are telling the truth. I was with you last night and you weren't at all looking like a girl." "No shit!" Chris answered, his eyes welling up with tears. "I never wanted to be a girl." "And I never wanted to be a boy," laughed Aaron. "I tried my best to pass as a girl last night and was found out!" "Oh shit!" Chris' eyes widened. Sudden realization came across the beautiful girl's face followed by an immediate draining of all blood. "Are you okay?" Aaron asked. "I think I know what's going on," Chris answered. "You do? Do tell." Aaron laughed. "Do you remember when we were thirteen? You came over to my house for a birthday party and constantly kicked my ass at Nintendo. You wouldn't let up, even on my birthday!" "I remember being thirteen. I remember Chris' birthday too," nodded Aaron. "Ever since then, I've always seem to come in second to Chris...err, I mean, you. Once Chris turned thirteen, he was unbeatable." "Yes, that was my birthday wish!" Chris hung his head. "I was just a kid - I hated the fact you always were better than me at things and wished I could be better than you at everything you did instead." "And you believe you got your wish?" Aaron laughed. This girl was nuts. "How else can you explain the sudden change? I didn't hit puberty until I was fifteen," answered Chris. Aaron was silent for what felt like an eternity. He was obviously thinking over what the strange girl was telling him. "Okay, let's assume for a second you are telling the truth and you are Chris. And let's assume for another second you made this wish and it came true..." Aaron pondered. "Then how did that turn you into a girl?" "You were trying to pass as a pretty girl last night... and you did a fantastic job," Chris explained. "Not so fantastic," frowned Aaron. "Those guys could have killed us..." "Those guys were assholes," answered Chris. "And yes, you did do a fantastic job. Now, think of the wish - the only way I could be better at you at passing as a cute girl would be to... be... a... cute... girl..." "So you wake up in my dream body?" blinked Aaron. "Apparently so..." frowned Chris. "That's so not fair," laughed Aaron. "You're so beautiful." "I don't want to be beautiful!" growled Chris. "You're not mad?" "Mad? About what?" grinned Aaron. "I've got the hottest roommate in the world." "But... I'm a man!" argued Chris. "Not from where I'm standing," laughed Aaron. "But... you're a crossdresser!" frowned Chris. "That doesn't mean I'm attracted to guys. It just means I like to dress in woman's clothes," Aaron pointed out. "But what about all that talk about hormones and transitioning?" asked Chris. "Sexual identity and sexual attraction are two very different things. When I close my eyes and think of what my ideal body would be, it would be something like the one you have now," sighed Aaron. "But when I think of my ideal lover's body, it also would be something like the one you have now." "So you want to be a lesbian?" laughed Chris. "That's just great..." "I guess I do," nodded Aaron. "I so want to be a girl but that doesn't mean I want to be with men." Chris couldn't believe what he was hearing. Before he could say anything, his phone buzzed. It was a text message from Tracy. She was on her way over! "Oh, shit!" Chris swore. "What the hell am I going to tell Tracy? She's going to kill me!" "Kill you?" Aaron laughed. "For what? Being prettier than her?" "Haha, very funny," Chris frowned. "But seriously, what are we going to do? I can't let her see me like this?" "Why not?" Aaron blinked. "She might have some idea how to fix it..." "Yah, right," Chris replied. "I know what we can do. We'll tell her that I'm your girlfriend. I was away for the holidays and just got back. I came straight over to see you..." "My girlfriend?" Aaron chuckled. "I think she'll see through that. She knows I don't have a girlfriend... you're wearing her boyfriends' pajamas... and she-" "Oh, right!" Chris gasped, looking down at himself. "I need something to wear. Do you have anything that'll fit me?" "You want to wear a dress?" Aaron gaped. "Seriously?" "I have to!" nodded Chris. "Tracy can't find out about this. Please! I'm begging you!" "OK, fine," laughed Aaron. "I'll see if I can find you something. I do have some clingy, stretchy dresses that will probably fit you..." "Anything!" Chris begged. -- "You said anything," Aaron laughed as he watched his friend squirm on the couch trying to pull the short dress down to cover his thighs while trying to pull it up to cover his cleavage. "This is NOT what I had in mind," Chris sighed. "But thank you. At least Tracy won't know it's me." As if on cue, a knock came at the door. Aaron jumped up and answered it. "Hi, Tracy," Aaron smiled. "What a nice surprise..." "Surprise? Didn't Chris tell you I was coming?" she blinked. "Uhh... Chris? He's not here... I've been entertaining someone I haven't seen in a while and not sure where Chris disappeared to," Aaron lied. "Oh? Do you have compa-" Tracy stopped in her tracks when she sees the nervous brunette on the couch. "Oh, dear. I'm so sorry to interrupt. Hi, I'm Tracy, by the way..." Chris blushed as he watched Tracy introduce herself. He didn't even know what to say so just waved while Aaron cut between the two girls. "This is my girlfriend, Katie," Aaron said, motioning to Chris on the couch. "She also goes to school out of state but she came back for the holidays. She landed last night..." "Katie?" Tracy blinked. She stared at the new girl intently. "It's nice to meet you Katie..." "Likewise," Chris said quietly. "I'll give you two some alone time then," Tracy replied. She looked almost embarrassed as she headed back to the door, her phone in hand. "I wonder where Chris got off to? He hasn't replied to any of my texts..." As Aaron led her back to the a buzzing of Chris' phone came from the coffee table. It stopped Tracy in her tracks. "Katie?" Tracy said again, her eyes focused back at the girl on the couch. Chris sat up straight. He knew that look. "If Chris calls, I'll let him know you're looking for him," Aaron told Tracy. She didn't hear him. "Omigod, Chris!" Tracy exclaimed, finally realizing what was wrong with the situation. "You turned yourself into a girl? How the hell did you manage to do that?" "I... uh..." Chris stammered. How the hell did she know? "Finally," Aaron said relieved. "I hate lying. Thank goodness that's over with..." "Your girlfriend?" Tracy laughed. "You couldn't think of a better cover story than that? We've been friends for years, Aaron. I'm sure you'd have told me if you got a girlfriend..." "I tried to tell him," Aaron nodded. "But you know Chris..." "I do," nodded Tracy. "He's so cute in a dress..." -- "And then I just woke up like this," Chris said, explaining the whole situation to Tracy. "And you have no idea why?" Tracy probed, her eyes transfixed on Chris. She squinted as he thought about his answer. "Well,... I might have one idea," Chris said slowly. "You're going to think I'm crazy though." "Crazier than my boyfriend turning into a girl?" Tracy laughed. "Fair enough," Chris nodded. "I made a dumb wish as a teenager to be better than Aaron at everything and ever since then I have been..." "Better than Aaron at everything?" Tracy blinked. "What does that mean?" "So far, it's meant everything from sports to marks at school to computer games." Chris sighed. "Until last night when he tried to be a cute girl..." "Oh, shit," Tracy blinked. She smiled at Aaron. "He was a very cute girl. So now you're an even cuter girl?" Aaron beamed at his long-time friend as he listened to the two girls talk. Tracy was always so supportive of him and he loved her for it. "Apparently so," nodded Chris. "I wish I never made that stupid wish. I still don't know why it came true..." "I think that's my fault," Tracy frowned. "What? How?" Chris blinked. Tracy wasn't even at the birthday party. How could she be responsible? "I was walking by your place when you were having the party," she recalled. "This was around the same time my powers were starting to manifest themselves. I saw you and your family celebrating with a cake covered with candles. I had the worst crush on you. I wanted to make your dreams come true..." "You were spying on me?" Chris blinked. "Not really," laughed Tracy. "Aaron told me about the party. I just made sure to walking in the neighbourhood around the same time... you looked so happy." "I was happy," nodded Chris. "But how could you grant my wish?" "I'm a witch, silly," Tracy laughed. "I turned thirteen a few weeks before you did and my powers were just starting to come out. I didn't intentionally grant your wish. I didn't even know I did, actually... until now..." "Well, if you're a witch, you can change me back!" Chris grinned. "It's not that simple," Tracy frowned. "I can remove the magic of the wish. But I cannot counteract it." "What does that mean?" "You'll be stuck. And you won't be unfairly beating Aaron at everything anymore. You'll have to beat him on your own merits again..." "Oh, I don't mind when he beats me," laughed Aaron. "I've always worked harder to try to beat Chris. It's made me a much better person. Even now, she's so cute, I want to learn how to be as cute as her..." "This is so weird," Chris frowned. "What am I supposed to do then? You can't counteract the wish? I don't want to be stuck like this!" "Well, maybe we can use the magic to change you back?" Tracy suggested. "What if Aaron tried to be a manly man? Could you be a manlier one?" "I can't do that," Aaron frowned. "I promised my therapist. I need to be living as a girl full-time until the end of summer..." "You can't even do it for a day? For me?" Chris pleaded. "Just long enough for me to change back?" "I've been trying to be a cute girl for months! Years even," Aaron sighed. "I don't think a day of half-heartedly pretending to be some macho dude is going to do anything..." "So I'm stuck like this until summer?" Chris gasped. "I'll consult with my mother to see if she has any advice," Tracy interjected. "Mom and her coven have a lot more experience with this sort of thing than me!" "You Mom's a witch too?" Chris gasped again. "Of course!" Tracy laughed. "Where do you think I got it from?" "Damn," Chris frowned. "I had no idea. I've been over to your house so many times and never would have guessed..." "Just be happy that you never cheated on me," Tracy grinned. "You don't want to piss off a witch, and you definitely don't want to piss off a witch's Mom." "I suppose not," nodded Chris, wondering what would've happened. He shuddered at some of the ideas that came to mind. "Should I come with you to talk with your Mom?" "Not yet," Tracy replied. "You two have a busy day ahead of you..." "We do?" Chris blinked. "Of course you do!" Tracy laughed. "You're wearing Aaron's dress and no underwear. If you're going to be a girl for a few months, you're going to need a wardrobe..." "Oh, shit!" Chris snapped. "Oh, yes!" Aaron leapt from the couch. "Shopping spree! Give me a few minutes to get ready!" "Seriously?" Chris frowned. Tracy nodded as Aaron disappeared. -- "Why do I need to get dresses?" Chris whined as the friends entered the mall. "Girls can wear cargo pants and t-shirts too." "Because you're sexy and you need to show it off," Aaron grinned. Even under the wig and makeup, Chris could see the glint in his roommates' eyes. Aaron was definitely attracted to him. "But I don't want to spend a lot of money on this crap," Chris replied. "Don't worry, it's on me," Aaron smiled. "I'll take the clothes off your hands after you change back. I just hope one day I'll be able to fit into them." "Fine," frowned Chris as they walked through the mall, looking into shops. "Just nothing outrageous, okay?" "Deal!" Aaron squealed, clapping his hands as he hopped up and down. While Aaron was pretty low-key, Erin was turning out to be a lot more lively. Chris liked to see his friend so happy. -- "You spent how much?" Tracy balked. "I've been a girl my whole life and haven't spent that much on clothes!" "It was not my idea," Chris replied. Erin just grinned. "Well, what are you waiting for? Aren't you going to model for us?" Tracy asked. Erin whooped with encouragement as Chris blushed. After a few moments of awkward silence, Chris slowly headed for his bedroom. His friends had been staring at him so expectantly, he knew he couldn't get out of modelling at least a few outfits... An hour later, Chris was strutting down the catwalk the girls had made, walking in heels with the skills and grace of a model. His confident walk, sensual turn and sexy stare gave both Tracy and Erin shivers. Whatever skills Erin had struggled to learn in secret were quickly surpassed by the new girl... The three friends laughed into the night. It was a good night and Chris was surprised to find that he was able to let his guard down and have fun being a girl... at least for a little while. -- "So there's nothing you or your Mom can do?" Chris frowned. The two were alone in his bedroom talking. Tracy was sitting on the edge of his bed. "Mom said that teenage magic is impossible to predict," Tracy replied. "Since I didn't intentionally cast any spell and it was so long ago, we're only guessing at what spell might have been cast. Without knowing exactly, there's not a lot we can do..." "So that's it then?" Chris grumbled. "We either leave the spell intact and I'm a girl for as long as Aaron is... or we remove the spell and I'm a girl forever... So I'm stuck..." "For now," Tracy smiled weakly. "But you never know... there's still hope... don't give up... I'm not giving up... " "Thanks, Tracy," Chris smiled weakly at her. "I love you. I wish you didn't have to leave again..." "Me too," nodded Tracy. "Especially now... maybe I can suspend my studies for a semester so I can help you here." "I can't let you do that," Chris replied. "I'll be fine. I've got Erin here to help teach me about any women's issues that might come up..." "And the more she learns about being a girl, the better a girl you'll become," Tracy nodded. "How convenient for you, eh?" "Yah, right," Chris nodded. He was already an expert at hair and makeup. He could wear and walk in heels with ease. Sitting in a skirt came too naturally to him. It was both weird and appreciated at the same time. "There is one thing we didn't get a chance to do yet..." Tracy sighed. "What's that?" Chris blinked. Tracy pulled off her sweater revealing a lacy corset underneath. She wiggled a finger at her feminized boyfriend, beckoning him over. "You promised to make me cum... so come here..." Chris' eyes widened at the suggestion. He was still attracted to Tracy. He'd been so preoccupied with everything that was going on, sex was the last thing on his mind... "I've got a few things I want to show you too... maybe you won't want to change back after this..." Tracy purred. Chris gasped as he and his girlfriend laid down in his bed together... -- "I'll see you when over Spring break! Thanks for the fun! Enjoy your time as a girl. Learn lots! Love Tracy!" Chris read the text message again. She was really gone again. "C'mon, let's go do something," Erin said to Chris. "We can't just hang out at home every day." "Tracy just left. I'm kinda sad," frowned Chris. "Even more reason for us to go out," Erin smiled. "There's the new Batgirl movie that just came out? Want to be my date?" "Even Batman is a girl now?" Chris frowned. "Yep," laughed Erin. "Shall we?" "Fine," Chris grumbled. He knew he shouldn't let something as small as his gender prevent him from having fun, but... At least he still had Erin... -- Nearly a month had passed since Erin came out and she was really starting to act and look the part of being a girl. Her hair had grown out significantly, the hormones had given her some curves, and she grew very adept at makeup with Chris' help. No one could tell she was anything less than a girl. As happy as she was for Erin, Chris' situation was growing dire. With every improvement Erin made towards her goal of becoming a cuter girl, Chris grew cuter too. Erin was happier than ever, but also felt sorry for Chris. As the two girls sat on the couch watching TV, Erin stared at Chris. "I feel like I should stop this charade," Erin frowned. "I'm not a girl. I'll never be a girl like you. Maybe I can go back to being a man so that you can too." "Wha-?" Chris blinked. "Are you kidding me? I can't let you do that. I've never seen you as happy as I've seen you this past month..." "Really?" Erin blinked. "I feel so guilty though..." "Guilty? Why?" Chris laughed. "You're getting better at being a girl every day. You know it. I know it. And with every improvement, your mood goes up ten-fold!" "I know," Erin nodded. "And that's just it. Every time I get a bit more feminine, you do too. Moreso. Your tits are bigger. Your hips are wider. You're more beautiful now than ever... and it's all because of me..." "Yes, true," nodded Chris. "I'm changing because of your improvements. That's not your fault, though. It was my stupid wish. To be honest, I've gotten used to being a girl. I'm actually starting to like it." "You are?" Erin blinked. "Yah, sure," nodded Chris. "Like you said, I'm beautiful. I can see that. I've got a kick-ass figure. I'm a wizard at dressing up and looking good. Men, and even some women, treat me like a goddess. It's like life got a whole lot easier." "So you're happy like this?" Erin frowned. "You aren't just saying that?" "Yes, I'm actually happy," Chris smiled. "So much so, that I'm thinking of asking Tracy to remove the spell when she's back in town. I just worry about what she might think..." "She loves you," smiled Erin. "I'm sure she just wants you to be happy." "I want her to be happy too. I'd do anything for her," Chris replied. Erin awwed at her chivalrous friend. -- "C'mon, let's go to the club! I want to dance!" Chris plead with Erin. She was wearing a short red dress with high heels as she primped herself in the mirror. "Don't leave me hanging, babe. I need you with me!" "I just don't feel like it," frowned Erin. "I'm getting kind of tired of this lifestyle..." "But you've been at it for two months now! We've both been getting hotter and hotter!" Chris grinned. "Let's go out on the town and make those boys beg for it." "I just don't see the appeal," Erin replied. "It was a rush for a while, but the guys who go to those clubs are actually assholes. I've been pinched and felt up more times in the last few weekends than I've ever been in my life. I hate it." "But they're like putty in our hands," Chris laughed. "I've not paid for a drink in more than a month. We're like VIPs. How can you not like that?" "You haven't paid for a drink with cash, you mean," Erin frowned. "You're pimping yourself out like a cheap slut for drinks. Is this really the kind of girl you want to be?" "I'm just enjoying life," Chris snapped. "You should try it once in a while..." "Fuck you, Chris," Erin snapped back. "I was enjoying my life just fine. But I've come to the realization that this is not the life for me..." "So you're really not coming?" Chris asked, mouth agape. "You're selling me out?" "I guess I am," Erin sighed. "Have fun. Stay safe..." "Fine," Chris replied in a huff. She finished her makeup, grabbed a purse and headed for the door. The loud slam as she left was her final way of showing her displeasure. Erin sighed again. -- "What do you mean you made a mistake?" Chris asked, worried. "You said you've always wanted to be a girl! It's been less than three months and you're giving up?" "I'm not giving up," Erin replied. "I've just realized that my desire to be a girl had nothing to do with being a girl. I love how women's clothes feel, sure... but I don't need to be a girl to wear them. And I'm definitely not a fan of wearing them all the time.... Heels suck." "Heels are awesome!" Chris answered. "They make my legs look awesome." "They sure do," nodded Erin. "I'm not denying that. I love how beautiful you've turned out. I'm happy for you that you like it too. I just realized that it's not for me..." "How can you say that?" Chris blinked. "If you go back to being a man, I will too! I can't give up this life. I can't go back to being a boring man again..." "If the last few months are any indication, you won't be boring," Erin smiled. "You'll be a manlier man than me. More handsome and stronger than anyone." "But I don't want to be that guy anymore," Chris realized. "I need to call Tracy..." -- "You seriously want me to cancel the spell?" Tracy asked over the phone. "That means you'll be stuck like that. You know what you're asking, right?" "I know," Chris replied. "I love this life. I love how I look and how I feel. I hope you aren't too disappointed I can't be your boyfriend anymore..." "I understand," Tracy replied. "From the pictures I see, you've turned into quite the hottie. Erin is also quite attractive. Why does she want to change back?" "No clue," shrugged Chris. "But I'm glad she was able to tell me the truth. We're still best friends, after all..." "The truth?" Tracy paused. "I"m glad you guys are friends too. I'll call my Mom and we'll finalize the removal of the spell. I'll send you a text when it's done..." "Thanks, Tracy," Chris said gratefully. "I love you..." "I love you too, Chris," Tracy replied before hanging up. Ten minutes later, the text message was received. Chris was free from the magic. She had reached her final form... -- By the time Spring break arrived, Erin had transitioned back to Aaron. He was still roommates with Chris, although their relationship had changed slightly. Things were a little more awkward now. They were still friends, but... "I wonder what Tracy will say," Aaron said, trying to break the ice as the two waited for their friend. "Say about what?" Chris asked. She played nervously with her hair to pass the time. "The last time she saw us, you were nothing but a cute girl too nervous to wear a dress... and I was doing my best just to fit into one." Aaron laughed. "Now you're a stone-cold fox in a mini-dress and I'm... so tired of women's clothes." "Oh, that," Chris laughed. "It has been a busy few months, hasn't it?" When Tracy showed up, the three friends excitedly greeted each other. It was a bit weird at first, since everyone knew Chris and Tracy's relationship was forever changed. "You're even more beautiful than your pictures," Tracy told Chris. Chris smiled confidently at the compliment. "You're still as beautiful as always," Chris replied without missing a beat. "And you, Aaron. I'm surprised you're not in a dress too," Tracy winked. "Oh, you know..." Aaron shrugged. Chris was shocked when Tracy moved closer to Aaron, kissing him. She was even more shocked when Aaron passionately returned the kiss. It was an awkward minute or two that she waited before the two came up for air. "What the hell was that?" Chris sputtered. "A kiss," grinned Aaron. "It's been a long time coming," nodded Tracy. "What do you mean?" frowned Chris. "Are you two a couple? Were you seeing each other behind my back?" "Not exactly," Tracy laughed. "What the hell does that mean?" Chris snapped. "Did you cheat on me?!" "No, never," Tracy replied. "But we also haven't been completely honest with you either..." -- "So this whole thing was a setup?" Chris frowned. "You both planned for this to happen to me?! You wanted me to become a girl?" "We wanted you to give up the spell," Tracy corrected. "Since it was a wish, only your wish to undo it could break it." "But you said you could remove it anytime." Chris furled her brow. "I could. But I needed you to tell me to," nodded Tracy. "But why did you want to remove the spell? Why not just tell me the truth?" Chris asked. "Because that stupid wish cost us our relationship," Aaron frowned. "Tracy and I were just starting to go out when you made that wish. She was outside your house waiting for me to leave the party." "When you made that wish, my burgeoning magic abilities latched onto it and granted it for you," Tracy continued. "Sadly, when you wished to beat Aaron at everything, you even beat him in getting the girl... me." "You only dated me because of that wish?" Chris blinked. "I'm not sure," Tracy frowned. "You were a great boyfriend. I did love you. I still love you. But until recently, I was never sure if that love was real or a result of the spell..." "And what about you, Aaron? Why didn't you tell me you wanted to date Tracy? Bros before hos, right?" Chris asked. "If you called dibs, I never would have pursued Tracy..." "It wouldn't have mattered," Aaron replied. "Once you made that wish, no matter how attractive Tracy found me, you'd have beaten me in that respect. It was a no-win game..." "But you didn't know about the wish!" Chris snapped. "Of course I did," Aaron replied. "We both knew what happened. We just didn't know how to deal with it. You know Tracy and I have been close friends since even before that birthday..." "Yah, I thought it was like a brother-sister kind of relationship," said Chris. "You two were always looking out for each other and there for each other. Hell, Tracy was the first person to know about your cross-dressing..." "Yah, about that..." Aaron grinned sheepishly. "What?" "I made it all up," he laughed. "WHAT?!" "When we first learned about the wish and its ramifications, Tracy's Mom tried to help us," Aaron explained. "She said that there was only so much magic to spread around, so I should try to improve in areas that would consume a lot of it. I so wanted to be Tracy's boyfriend that anything I did to make myself more attractive to her, you improved too. She suggested I try other activities..." "Is that when you got into those weird hobbies?" Chris' eyes widened. "I never wanted to learn how to ride a unicycle or play the accordion, but because you took them up, I became good at it too..." "That's why," nodded Aaron. "But no matter what I tried, you and Tracy were still a couple." "But if Tracy and her Mom knew about the magic, why not just reverse it?" Chris asked. "If she wanted to be with you and you with her, isn't that enough?" "I wasn't lying about the spell," Tracy laughed. "Mom and I tried to figure out how to reverse it but nothing we tried worked. We learned that you needed to unwish your wish, so to speak. We just had to find a way to convince you to..." "And we were kids," Aaron laughed. "I didn't know I wanted to be with her. She had cooties. But there's always been a thread of attraction between us this whole time... we could never explore it though because of your wish." "Geez," Chris gawked. "This is crazy...." "When we turned eighteen, Tracy's Mom gave us a new plan to try to break the spell," Aaron continued. "She said we needed to divert the magic into something that would take a lot of power. It'd take a lot of work and focus... and it did." "Mom and I cast a spell on Aaron to ensure he could lose the weight and become more feminine." Tracy admitted. "With the help of our magic, he was able to convincingly appear like he wanted to be a girl. The wish activated and turned you into a better one." "Damn," Chris shook her head. "So this whole time..." "This whole time, we've been experimenting." Aaron nodded. "When you first changed, we almost stopped straight away. But after the first shopping trip, you seemed to get right into girlhood. Within two months, you've become the perfect girl." "I am a perfect girl, aren't I?" Chris smiled. "Yes," nodded Tracy. "So much so, that you didn't want to change back. That's when we decided to test it. When you called me to tell me you wished to remain a girl, we were finally free." "When the spell lifted, Tracy and I were able to speak freely," Aaron continued. "It was the first time since we were thirteen that we talked about dating. She was still half way across the country though, so we've just been chatting online or texting..." "So you two don't even know if you'll work out?" realized Chris. "Nope," Tracy laughed. "You just witnessed only our second kiss." "Second?" Chris looked suspicious. "Our first was under the bleachers when we were twelve," Aaron laughed. "That was my first kiss. I've been waiting for so long to get the chance to kiss Tracy again." "Me too," Tracy smiled. "So what about me?" Chris frowned. "You two turned me into a girl just so you could date?" "No," Tracy replied. "You made the decision, not us. When Aaron told you he wanted to be a man again, you could've changed back too. That was your call." "I... well, true," Chris stammered. "But you put me into this body in the first place." "No," Tracy corrected again. "It was your wish that made you a cuter girl than Erin. Not ours." "I... well, maybe," Chris frowned. "But you... " "Do you want me to ask Mom to see if we can change you back into a man?" Tracy asked. "Hell, no!" Chris replied quickly. "Then I guess we're done here," Aaron laughed. "Shall we go? Spring break is waiting..."