The flash went off blinding Ben as the camera took a picture directed straight at him. He clamped his eyes shut as the bright light blinded him and the light from the open door blinded him an equal amount. He cringed and felt a migraine pass through his head as a hand grabbed his collar. His phone fell to the ground clattering on the floor as he was pulled out of the closet into the bright hallway.
“What were you doing in my janitor’s closet?” The janitor barked. Ben could barely hear him over a ringing coursing through his ears and he pried an eye open trying to see but the light was just too much.
“I- I was shoved in there,” Ben replied quickly as the janitor thrust him into the hall. He stumbled a little feeling hair fly into his face that he quickly swept out of the way. It was hard to see but he could now make out the frowning janitor who glanced at the ground where Ben’s phone lay. His heart pounded as the man frowned and reached down picking the rectangular object up. He flipped it around revealing the cracked screen to Ben for a single instant. He spotted his own body on the screen feverishly jerking off before the entire phone fizzled and the screen went dark. The janitor looked it over and tossed it to Ben. He scrambled to catch it but missed and it fell to the ground breaking even more.
“Should teach ya,” the janitor muttered as Ben bent down and stared at his cracked phone. It was as good as garbage and he let out a sigh trying to fight through the throbbing in his head and ringing in his ears. He stood up cradling the phone and hung his head feeling hair fall around his shoulders. He blinked in confusion before grabbing a strand and holding the long brunette locks on his shoulders. It was well kept and wavy, almost like a curling iron had been run over it several days prior and the curls were still in the process of fading.
Ben’s hand went for his crotch and he found it smooth, his other hand grabbed his hips which felt wider, and he brought both hands up to his chest where they clamped onto sizeable breasts. Her eyes went wide and she stumbled backwards with a feminine yell before darting to the bathrooms. She slid to a halt in front of them eyes darting back and forth between the mens and Ladies washrooms. She eventually just sucked her pride up and farted into the womans room rushing up to a mirror and staring at the teenage girl reflected back. She had long brown hair, bright blue eyes ringed with mascara, and lips covered in pinkish lip gloss. Her breasts were sizeable and her waist was slim. Hips jutted outwards and a smooth crotch lay between them accompanied by a rather bubbly ass. She wore a plain white tee shirt with a v neck and very short sleeves and short shorts that were so short that the pockets emerged from the bottom and floated out on the sides of her large thighs. A black vest sat open atop it and pockets lined it that were completely unused.
“I’m a girl,” Ben muttered while staring at her reflection wide eyed. Panic drove in and out of her body and she proceeded to feel up her entire body just to make sure this wasn’t a dream. She began to laugh and gripped the sides of her head. Panic swelled in her body and as she trembled a girl entered the bathroom and gave her an odd look before entering a stall. Ben simply trembled and gripped the edge of the sink as the girl left. She remained frozen in place until the bell rang. Girls then began entering the bathroom and walking up to the mirrors so Ben knew she had to get out of there. She edged to the side of the room and quickly made her way to the hallway. It was a huge mistake. So many people moved around past her that she felt pmtrapped and panicked. She needed to get to her locker, then she could grab her backpack and leave. She moved along the hall past boys giving her sexy looks and faces turning towards her and eying her breasts and ass. At one point a hand even shot out and clamped around her ass but after her yelp she was unable to find the person that touched her.
Eventually her locker came into sight and she put the code in rather meekly. Twenty four, fifteen, six. It clicked and opened. She then swung it open and went wide eyed as a mirror reflected her face. The neat organized locker was not hers. Or perhaps it was. She wasn’t sure. A hand fell on her shoulder and she turned to see Rebecca Jones looking at her with a smile and closeness that she never would have given Ben if she were still a boy.
“Come on, we’re going to be late for English class,” Rebecca commented and Ben opened her mouth to reply but clamped it shut instead grabbing her textbook and following Rebecca around with her head down and her eyes avoiding contact with everything and everyone. Rebecca chartered without cease as if they were friends and when they got to the classroom Ben was seated next to her with shock still written on her face. Mr. Terhune came in the second the bell rang and began teaching without awknowledging that Ben was now a girl.
“Miss Stines, you will read for Gertrude today,” Mr. Terhune ordered while listing off people to read during their study of Hamlet. No one asked where Ben Stines was and no one seemed to react at all. She just read her lines while her classmates yawned and twiddled their thumbs.
School continued like this all day. Class after class without any awknowledgement of Ben’s sudden gender change and after school things got weirder. A bunch of girls Ben had masturbated while thinking about just approached him and assumed he wanted to go ride in their car and stop in cafes where they talked about their weight and gossiped about who was sleeping with who. It took about an hour but eventually Ben got used to responding to the name Bea.
When she was dropped off at home her parents made a big deal about her, not because she was suddenly a girl but because she had broken her phone. She got yelled at about responsibility and blah blah blah. All Bea cared about by that point was getting to be alone and be alone she was allowed to be. She shut her door and the room fell still. She panted with her back against the frame and step by step she approached the computer and sat down. She wasn’t sure what she would find but she quickly dove into her porn folders and with shock found that the video of Susie was still intact but all her other porn had switched genders. Penis after penis greeted her and it took her a while to find one with a woman in it. A sexy blonde being fucked from behind. She began to fondle her right breast a little and soon her shirt had been tossed to the ground and her shorts as well. She undid her bra and pulled her panties down before plunging her fingers into her womb and moaning as she watched the blonde being rear ended. She found her eyes drifting to the man’s rock hard abs and wide frame as she felt tingling rise through her body. She began to fanticize and pump harder but her fantasy wasn’t about fucking the blonde. Instead she pictured herself being pounded from behind, strong arms around her body holding her in place. Her first frame orgasm was to this thought and as she lay on her bed panting she felt her mind recollect and a chill wash over her.
“Uh oh...” was all she could muster.