Before Claire can say anything, you belt out, "Change me back! I refuse to be a little boy! I refuse to be a part of any of this! I am a teenage male! Change me back right now!" as you stomp your feet to exercise each point.
Claire looks at you and replied, "Oh dear," and when you look at her, a sullen look on your face, she explains, "You see. You only have to options - either this or the other pair of underwear."
Not caring one bit for what Claire is saying, you stomp your feet and belt out, "Bull pucky! The only option that is going to take place is that you are going to change me back. I refuse to be a little boy! Especially in some sick, demented game that you and your friends are playing."
"Isn't he cute," one of the girl's asked, but a look from Claire cut her off from saying any more.
Looking at you, she nodded and said, "Fine. You don't want to be a little boy? I can understand that. Girls," and before you can move or say anything, the rest of the group grabs you and holds you in place.
Grinning, Claire takes out another pair of underwear, a pair that you tell is definitely for a little girl. Begging, you tell, "No, no. Please. Not that," but she doesn't listen as she removes the underwear you are currently wearing and then slid the girl's panties onto you.
Immediately you feel the change as your penis and testicles shrink, while in your body something shifts just around the region of your abdomen and groin. A ticklish feeling alerts you to the fact that your hair is growing and reaching back, you pull a long, auburn coloured strand in front of your eyes.
Looking down, you watch as some of your baby fat either disappears or moves to a new location, making your body that of a young girl's.
"I'm a five year old girl," you think to yourself and looking up at Claire, you’re about to argue the point when she pulls a pink dolls dress out, explaining, "Except or we can go to the next step," as the girls let you go.
Looking back down at your young female body, listening as the girls talk about how they are to babysit you while you mom is out for the evening, you wonder how things could get any worse. After a bit, you look up at Claire, wanting desperately to tell her off. Opening your mouth, you tell her...