She wasn't sure if it was the desk chair moving or the sounds Patrick began to make which woke her. Aware of her nudity, and how the one hateful thing about her body was on full display, she covered herself with the comforter, shifted about in an effort to tuck her stupid male junk between her legs, then glanced over in the direction of the sounds she was hearing. Seeing her friend was once again on the floor, Tammy watched with wonder as, in a clumsy manner, though not as clumsy as the last time he’d tried, Patrick masturbated as his chest pushed outward and his boy parts reformed into the exterior genitals of a girl.
Not in the least bit concerned he, now she, was sitting on her clothes, transitioning from jacking off to jilling off, Tammy observed the way the boy-turned-girl's height seemed to drop. Wondering if what she was seeing was accurate, she decided to ignore it as she started to question why she herself hadn't left her sex and gender as female when she reverted back to being human. Figuring it had slipped her mind, she edged closer to the side of the bed. Swinging her legs over the side, seeing Patrick's change was finished, she cleared her throat to get their attention. Getting their attention, she smiled and asked, "So you decided to use the Chronivac to become female before me?" a slight teasing tone in her voice.
Rachel believed she knew all of what to expect when the transition took hold. Feeling the arousal, she slid from the desk chair, and as his body started to morph full to that of a teenage girl, she grasped her erect shaft and chased it down as she first worked a hand up and down it until it slid between her legs. As the cock reformed and became her clit and urethra, she shifted and took to alternating betwixt teasing with the tip of one finger the sensitive nub and using two fingers to diddle her blossoming vulva until, feeling as if she might explode, she slipped two fingers into her neo-vagina and went to work until she felt herself climax. Ejaculation making her fingers slick and sticky, as well as her genitals, she felt herself start to come down from her lust.
As this happened, she slowly came to a realisation it had probably not been a good idea to want to compare being a human female with being a vixen, as she'd only spent two hours, with most of the time sleeping, whilst the rest she and Tammy had engaged in various forms of sexual intercourse. Her mind following this train of thought, she came to the understanding that, even though she was now female, she was still gay. Wondering why this hadn't changed, she was distracted from her thoughts by a sight of movement from the corner of her eye and Tammy posed a question.
Hearing the way the other girl was asking it, Rachel smiled, shrugged, and indicating what she was sitting on, she replied, "I seem to have made a mess of your stuff," to which Tammy immediately responded, "No worries. I already beat you to it when I became a dalmatian."
With a final glance down at what she was sitting on, Rachel turned her focus to her now female body. Taking in her now perk breasts, which she knew would fill a B cup, the pale, pink nipples and areola, she ran a hand over her flat stomach, let it drift down to her groin, but stopped an inch or so from going any further between her legs. Her mind filling in more and more information about being a girl, growing up as one, Rachel commented, "Guess so," as a way to answer Tammy's question, and standing, she padded across the room, leaned down, and kissing her best friend, she whispered, "I never realised until now how much I love you."
Surprised by this, Tammy returned the kiss, and after a moment, she said in a hushed tone, "I have been waiting I do not know how long to tell you how I feel." and kissing her again, reaching up to cup one of the girl's breasts, she added, "Guess all it took was for you to become a girl for you to see it, for me to admit it."
A soft, sensual moan escaped Rachel at the touch of the other girl's hand and pressing forward so her now erect nipple brushed against Tammy's soft palm, she giggled, "Guess so."
Wanting nothing else but to give into the lust, Tammy slowly pulled away. Confused, yet, on some level, also understanding why, Rachel said, "I'm going to go get cleaned up," and stepping back, she scooped up the clothes she'd take off earlier, Tammy stuff, then exited the bedroom, heading first downstairs to the laundry room, where she started the washer, then back upstairs to the bathroom. There, she paused in front of the sink to take a moment to study her reflection, noting how her skin tone was lighter, her hair was still the same length, but was more of a light auburn, and her height was now five one. Thinking everything was normal, she gave her reflection one final look before going over to the tub and turning on the spigot.
Inside the bedroom, Tammy slid off the bed. Clutching the comforter tight to her front her, she stepped over to Patrick's laptop. Pulling the chair closer, she sat down. Now convinced about the power before her, she was about to set to work on her profile, but stopped when she noticed her friend’s profile was still pulled up. Seeing it now listed them as female, she also took in how the name had changed to Rachel. Curious to know why she still remembered them by their male name, she figured after a scrolling it might have something to do with the awareness being set so to only included Tammy and Rachel. Stopping when she noticed the timer, she muttered after bit, "That's seems an odd choice," but figuring Rachel knew what she was doing, Tammy dragged the pointer across the screen. Clicking on her profile to bring it to the forefront, she scrolled through the options, making subtle alterations as she went.
The first thing she switched was her sex and gender to female. Having always felt like she was a girl, was supposed to be one, had been born in the wrong body, despised her maleness, she was elated she now had an option to correct this and wouldn't have to wait until she was an adult, and had the necessary money, to make herself as fully female as medically possible. After this, she removed all traces of any beard and mustache she may have, decreased her eyebrows down to two thin, light-coloured strips, removed her arm, chest, and back hair, lowered her armpit hair down to the point it was hardly there, did the same with her leg hair, and after a giving it some thought, decreased the hair covering her groin to a puff patch of light-coloured pubic hair. Finishing, she set her periods as being normal to a light flow and always occurring naturally when her body came to the time when she was supposed to have her menses. Turning her attention to her breasts, she left them at a B cup, indicated they'd never get any bigger unless she was pregnant, at which point they'd go up a cup size, set her max height at five foot five inches, her current height at five two, and recalling something she'd thought she saw on Rachel's profile, she checked, confirmed, and set her age at fifteen.
Not sure why Rachel had decreased her age, but not caring, Tammy set about making sure her profile was as perfect as she was going to get it. Shifting through menus, options, and other things, she took note on how one section listed her as bisexual, considered switching it to lesbian, but, at the last second, left it. Still wanting to know why some things were greyed out, she shrugged after trying to get a few of them so they could be accessed and failed. Taking one final look through her profile, satisfied, she made sure the changes would be permanent, nobody but her and Rachel would be aware, the discomfort was at its lowest, the transition would start right away, and the new profile would replace the old one. Doing all this, she clicked the save, commit, then, as she felt her body starting to morph, she stood, tossed aside the comforter and hurried from the bedroom.
Her mind insisted she'd done the thing she was about to do so many times before, it was impossible to tell how many times. Yet, despite this, Rachel knew it was the first time she'd ever showered as a girl, and stepping under the spray of water, she let the water run over her body. Letting the experience of the gentle pulse of water hitting her head, face, body, take her away, she marvelled at how sensual it felt to have the water massaging certain areas of her body. Not in a hurry to wash herself just yet, she turned her head so her face was fully exposed to the shower head. Enjoying what she was feeling, she smiled, and keeping her eyes closed, she pressed one hand flat against the wall as with the other, she explored her female body, familiarising herself with it beyond what she remembered of having breasts and the new memories she was gaining the longer she stood there.
When she heard the bathroom door open and close, she didn't give it too much thought. Opening her eyes, she glanced in the direction, and watched as the one of the shower doors slid open, another girl stepped over the lip of the tub, then pulled the shower door closed. Blinking water out of her eyes, Rachel stared open-mouthed at her. Watching as she edged closer in a slow, sensual manner, lust evident in her eyes, Rachel finally sputtered out, "Tammy?"
Rather than reply, the girl, who was still transforming, her height shrinking a smidge, the last thing which indicated she'd been a guy at one time growing smaller, pulling between her legs, leaned in for a kiss. Cupping one of Rachel's breasts, she started to moved downward, kissing areas of the girl's body as she went, sometimes making a gentle sucking motion, she stopped at her crotch. Saying something like, "I’m now Tanya," she began to use her tongue and lips to stimulate the other girl, teasing the erogenous area, and gasping in pleasure, Rachel shifted, spread her legs to better accommodate Tammy, now Tanya, in getting at her nether regions.
Their shower play getting more and more explorative as they each took turns exploring the other, bringing each other to climax after climax as they sucked, fiddled, diddled, kissed, even lay down to try to scissor, which didn't work so well in the cramped space, mount, and use their fingers to stimulate each other until, spent, they stood beneath the spraying water, holding each other. Eventually washing themselves with a bottle of body wash that'd appeared at some time, they towelled off and headed back to Rachel’s bedroom. Lying naked in the bed, drowsing, neither spoke until Rachel inquired, "So, is being a girl so far everything you hoped for."
In a sleepy tone, Tanya affirmed after a bit, then added, "So far," and a silence settling between them, Rachel asked, "Are going to stay a girl?" after some time.
Again, Tanya answered, "Uh huh," and another silence fell before Tanya said, "How about you? Will remain female? Or will you let the timer run out and return to being Patrick in forty-eight days?"
"Hours, not days. And, I'm not sure. Maybe?" Rachel mumbled.
Tanya didn't say anything, and listening to her steady breathing, Rachel understood the other had fallen asleep. Feeling herself starting to drift off, she looked out at her room, which had already started to become to something more appropriate for the fifteen-year-old girl she'd turned into. Thinking about what Tanya has said, she thought, "Probably was a slip and she meant hours," and thinking how comfortable she was, how their acts of intimacy had brought them even closer, she figured she ought to check the computer, lock their profiles, close the programme, but saw it as something which could wait until she got up to get something for dinner in a little while. After a bit, she also slept.