“… I wanna be a boy.” Kimberly said, a bit of hesitation in her voice as she looked away for a moment.
“Same age?” Olivia asked as she pulled out a bag of fresh clothes she’d bought. “Or do you want to go younger?”
“I think I want to stay 17, I’m sure that’ll let me get away with driving for a while.”
“Understandable. So, I’ve got a lot of options for ya in terms of how we do this little swap. Take a look and decide what you want.” Olivia handed the bag of clothes to Kimberly. To her surprise, Kimberly found a plethora of options, it seems that Olivia bought enough clothes to outfit 2 or 3 families.
“I have more behind the couch, btw!” Olivia said as she sat back on the couch and started turned on the TV.
“You went overboard on this, huh?” Kimberly said as she pulled out a pair of boxer briefs.
“Eh, it was all from one of those outlet stores that sell clothes with some kinda defect or was returned. I was a little afraid they might count as someone else’s but I guess once I bought them they were mine.”
“Wait, if I put these underwear on, does that mean I’m gonna turn into you as a guy?” Kimberly gripped the garments with a bit of hesitation. “I don’t want to be you and make it so you don’t exist, at least as you do now.”
Olivia paused for a moment and thought about it. “You got a dollar?”
Kimberly was confused for a moment and pulled out a dollar. Olivia took said dollar with a speed never before seen. “There, that’s your undies now.”
“Oh… you could have just given them to me as a gift.”
“We’ll test that later. Put on those undies and be a man!” She said, summoning a (as low as she can) low voice.
Kimberly sighed as she walked to the bathroom, stripped down, put on the undies and then the ring. It took a second for her to notice her breast began to shrink away as she felt an odd pressure build in her groin.
“Woah…” she was taken aback by the sudden husk in her voice, she sounded like a 13 year old boy going through puberty, and she felt like one too.
After a few minutes, his body found itself in its final form; a remarkably boyish boy. He’d basically looked like himself except if he were a tomboy, but the penis and scrotum along with his pronounced Adam’s apple proved that he was indeed a man.
He busted out the door with a speed and reckless abandon that he hadn’t really known before.
“Olivia! I’m a dude!” Screamed the mostly naked Boy.
“And mostly naked.” Olivia said, clearly looking at Kimberly’s dick.
“Oh.. yeah, sure am!” He said, feeling a sudden pang of embarrassment. Olivia giggled a bit as Kimberly placed her hands over her crotch. “You can put on some pants, you know.”
“True.” Kimberly looked back at the bags of clothes and started to rummage through to find some clothes he thought may fit. After a bit, he was dressed in a simple red and black flannel and some blue jeans. “Alright! I’m a dude!”
“Yep. So, what are you wanting to do as a dude, Kenneth?” Olivia asked, putting a great deal of emphasis on the name Kenneth.
Kenneth thought for a moment…