Lisa could feel her bones cracking and shifting. Something hot swelled in her pants, and there was an itching feeling on her scalp. For a moment she felt like she was about to lose her balance - that was, until, strong arms wrapped around her and gently caught her. In Josh's arms, she felt herself grow even taller, though she stayed relatively skinny. He likes tall girls, huh? she thought to herself. Although not everywhere was bony angles, she could feel a bit of weight counterbalancing her. Apparently, Josh was also like them with plenty of ass. There was a strange tingling in her chest, and the warmth at her crotch returned before Lisa opened her eyes once more and stared into the dreamy blue eyes of her boyfriend.
Josh looked confused for a second, but the expression soon cleared. "You should be more careful there," he said, in that butter-smooth tone, as if nothing strange had happened. "If I hadn't caught you, you might have hurt that pretty face of yours."
Lisa gave her best smile and tried to remember what the label had said. Okay, it's as if we've been in a relationship for months. Pretend you know what that's like. What do couples say? "Thanks babe, sorry for being such a clutz," she replied. Then her eyes widened. That wasn't her voice. That wasn't even a girl's voice. For the first time, she broke away from Josh's eyes and took herself in.
She was, in fact, tall and lanky, and as she had thought, she had a terrific ass, but that wasn't all she had. All her curves had disappeared, her breasts withered away to nothing, and, worst of all, a bulge at her crotch tucked beneath black skinny jeans and a spiked belt. Josh didn't like girls, and that meant she was now a he!
Josh noticed his goth boyfriend's heart rate pick up, and gently sat him down. "Elliot? Are you alright?"
"No, no I'm not alright! This is all wrong and-" Lisa, or rather, Elliot, apparently, was breathing heavily now. "I have to go!"
Pushing Josh away, Elliot raced to the bathroom, only just correcting himself before he wandered into the girl's room out of habit. He wrinkled his nose at the smell of the urinals before locking himself in a stall.
Josh wasn't supposed to be gay. He wasn't supposed to be a gothic twink. He banged his head against the wall and sunk to his knees. How was he supposed to fix this?