"Dare you try this on." Mark said as Dean was hesitant at first, "Come on, it's just clothing..." famous last words right?
I'll give you 50 bucks if you try this on and come out here so I can see you in it." Mark said knowing Dean never could resist a good bet.
"You're on, but if I do it then you have to try on whatever I pick." Dean said.
"Deal." they shook hands and Mark handed him the wrapped up clothing. "No peaking till you get inside." Dean snatched the clothes and headed into a nearby dressing room. He unwrapped the package and what he saw inside about blew his mind. He held in his hand the shortest leather mini skirt he had seen in his life. That would surely show his briefs underneath it making him look like a total ass. Then he got an idea in his head, He decided to strip naked from the waste down. He dropped his pants and started pulling the mini skirt on. It was tight at first, he pulled up towards his ass. But the more he wiggled into it the better it began to fit. As soon as he had it in place he looked at himself in the mirror. They were so tight he could see his balls hanging out the bottom.
He zipped them shut and that's when it started to happen. Soon after he zipped them shut the zipper disappeared, he began to feel a tingling sensation from the waste down. He figured it was cut off circulation from the snug fit.
"Ready or not." Dean said as he threw the door open to the dressing room. When he stepped outside Mark stood there in shock. His best friend not only put the skirt on but now he was 100 percent woman from the waste down.
"Dude, check out your ass!" he said as Dean looked back in the mirror. His skinny ass was replaced by a plump. heart shaped female ass. His legs long and smooth, his feet small and petite. As soon as he realized what had happened he lifted the skirt hoping to see his cock and balls but instead it had been replaced by a wet pussy.
He quickly tried to get the skirt off but he couldn't, the zipper was gone and they weren't budging from his new ass.
"Dude, HELP!" Dean shouted as the store owner walked over to see what was going on.
"Sorry son, looks like you'll be pissing sitting down from now on. Once you break the tag off all changes are final." Dean turned and saw the tag laying on the dressing room floor, it must have broken off when he was putting them on.
He turned and looked at Mark, anger was running through his eyes! "This is your fault!"
"Calm down Dean, you slip a pair of pants on no one will notice." he tried to comfort his friend.
"You're going to pay for this!" Dean rushed at Mark, finding himself quite limber now in his new state. Dean pinned Mark to the ground, straddling him between his leg a sense of pleasure began to come over Dean, the normally straight young man was finding that he enjoyed being on top of his friend. he raised his fist and knock Mark out knowing full well how he was going to make Mark pay for what he did.