Zossie was in the process of creating a new beat to get people dancing when she picked up on a wave of displeasure in the club. Her eyes scanned the crowd until they fell on a short guy with messily chopped brown hair standing near the bathrooms with a look on his face that told everyone he didn’t want to be there. His friends had convinced him that clubbing would be fun but he could already tell it wasn’t for him. Zossie could tell this too and she shook her head in disappointment.
“If you want to leave you should just leave, why don’t we give you a nice confidence boost,” Zossie muttered before her fingers slid downwards and picked up a record with a pink label. Dark black symbols decorated it and Zossie placed it on the record table with a smile and with a quick slide of a scale a new song began to play with an upbeat and head bobbing tempo, the perfect kind to tap a foot to and bob your head during. As expected the young man began to do exactly that and only ceased bobbing when he took a sip from his drink. His eyes however began to droop and he began shaking his hips from side to side. With each bounce his hips got wider and his buttocks expanded. He wasn’t a he for long as his dick quickly slipped inside his body leaving her a she.
Her hips stopped expanding and her legs began to take on a nice shapely appearance while the body hair began to fall off her skin. Her shoes shrunk in size and the heels began to rise into small heeled dress shoes and her waist caved inward giving her an hourglass figure. Next breasts began to push from her chest while her spine took on a beautiful curve. The breasts finished growing at a modestly large size while the shoulders caved in and the arms lost their hair. Her neck shrunk alongside her hands and her eyes closed completely as her eyelashes grew and dark mascara was applied around them. Her nose shrunk a little and her lips puffed up before her hair began to grow and style itself in a messy style that just brushed her neck. Her shirt shuddered as a bra formed under it and the sleeves detached. A long sleeved shirt with black and pink panda appeared topped by another shirt with a skull design that hung off one shoulder and stopped around her midriff revealing the black and pink stripes again. This ended at a pair of jeans with rips in the legs and deep red lipstick spread across her mouth as makeup applied to her face and a few piercings emerged. She opened her eyes when the song ended and realizing her drink was empty pocketed her hands and approached a friend while the next started. The guy was grinding against some girl and when he looked at the newly formed girl it was with an air of familiarity.
“This place isn’t for me, I’m going home, see you around,” She lamented in deadpan.
“Suit yourself Anna,” the guy replied in a tone that he would have used for one of his guy friends. Anna turned heel and walked to the coat room recovering her jacket and pushing out the door on her way home for a nice night off rather than one stuck in a club she didn’t like. Zossie watched her go with a smile on her face and loaded up another disc.