You have trouble keeping your eyes off Gene's cleavage as he returns. It's too perfect. The shirt is low cut, offering you more of a view than you anticipated. You can't help but picture yourself touching, testing, feeling....You try not to notice a tight feeling in your groin.
"What would happen if....." your mind wanders as you look Gene up and down, hand tightening on the flashlight. "Would we still just be friends, or would....?" You're already turning the pink light up.
As Gene turns to look at another bit of merchandise, you shine the pink light on his face. It changes quickly, alluringly. His features refine, his skin softens. His neck slims down. His eyes look large, with long lashes. His lips look full and lovely. "Oh this one is nice," he says, in a sweet, pretty voice, holding up something frilly.
You can't stop yourself. You run the light all over him. You watch his arms slim down. Petal pink nail polish appears on his little hands. You shrink his waist until it's tiny. You watch his pants creep upwards and rearrange themselves into a little skirt as you give him smooth, long legs. You shrink his feet, and his shoes change into little strappy heels, all without him noticing.
You are noticeably hardening.
"Time to go all the way," you whisper to yourself. You turn the light to it's brightest pink setting.
Your heart speeds up. You rasie the light to his crotch.
Immediately his hips spread. His groin begins to flatten. His skirt tightens as his ass begins to round, filling it nicely.
You turn off the light and stare. Gene is now all woman.
And no matter how wrong it is to turn your best friend into a girl, you want him, bad.
But how does he feel about you? ARE you still.....just friends?
You lick your lips. One way to find out....
"That would look great on you, darling," you say. He....SHE....beams at you. You slip your arm around her tiny waist.
"You think so, sweetheart?" she giggles, and kisses you.
"He's my girlfriend now!" You grin. Your eyes roam all over her perfect figure, her lovely face, and finally settle on her fantastic breasts. Guilt is eclipsed by desire.
What now?!