"Are you ready, Dusty? You're going to be late for our date!" Ty says as he knocks on Dusty's door.
"Just wait a moment, be patient!" Dusty calls back as she steps into the dress her mother gave her. Dusty didn't use to like the idea of dresses, but for some reason it wasn't bothering her. In fact, she was enjoying the feel of the soft cotton against her skin. And it's important that she make Ty happy if she had any hope of getting an answer out of him. So she would have to keep up appearances.
A long moment passes as Ty waits for Dusty to put on her dress. "Do you need help in there?
Dusty sighs. "Yeah, come in." She was having trouble reaching back to zip the dress up. It's almost like it was designed so that women cant zip them up on their own.
Ty opens the door and helps her with the zipper. Though his hand lingered by her middle back for longer than Dusty thought it should. Ty's touch made shivers go up and down her spine. What's wrong with me, she thought, ever since Ty had sex with her, she has been feeling differently. She has fewer headaches and her male urges are much weaker now. Still there, but much easier to repress. And strangest of all, her condition has speed up. Her vagina is still as stretchy and malleable as when Ty wished it to be so, and her micro penis has shrunk even further. It's still penis shaped, but now it's the size of a clitoris. Oddly enough this doesn't worry her. Maybe she has just been imagining it all, and Ty fucking her set her brain straight. But not all the way...
After Ty finishes zipping her up, and grouping her, Dusty snaps out of it and walks out of the room. "W-we should go, or we'll be late."
***
As the two of them walk into the place, Dusty surveys the crowd with a glance. The party was just starting so it was hard to gauge how it will end up, but it seems pretty fun. Dusty had to remember that she was a woman on a mission. She still had a tiny bit of man in her that needed to be fucked out... or, wait, wasn't she supposed to get Ty to tell her something?
"Ach..." Dusty moans as a migraine washes over his/her skull.
Ty asks. "You alright?"
"I'm fine... look, a punch bowl. Let's get some." Dusty walks over to the bowl of bright pink liquid and fills a solo cup. She brings it to her mouth and drinks it. There's something off about this punch, she cant quite put her finger on it, but it seems almost familiar.
"... Jeez... that's quite the flavor, what do you think they put in this?" Dusty asks.
Ty takes a drink. "They probably put kiwis in there, kiwis taste like that, I think. Why don't you have another?"
"Don't mind if I do." Dusty takes another cup and downs it.
Ty was starting to feel pretty light headed, weird, she thought. Now it was really hard to remember what she was meant to do at this party, all she could think of was getting back into Ty's pants. She started to pull him away from the action and into a secluded place, free of any other party goers. As she pulled him into a broom closet, she heard some other kids gossiping.
"Is that Ty and Dusty? Aren't they siblings?"
"Not by blood, I think one of them is adopted. Still weird if they're going at it..."
"I think it's kinda hot... wait, didn't Dusty use to be a boy? Gross!"
Oh God, Dusty thought, Ty better make this worth it.