Carrie whispered an idea in Todd’s ear. He smiled and said, “I’ll get right on it.”
***
In the bathroom, the jock had locked himself in a stall and dropped his pants and underwear. He just stared at the blankness between his legs.
“What the fuck?” he muttered. He experimentally touched the space between his legs, and then, quickly pulled his hand away as if it had been shocked. It was a pussy, alright. He had felt the shape of his slit and even felt a bit of a sexual tingle as his fingers brushed over it, which is why he had pulled his hand back. “No fucking way.”
Suddenly, he heard the door to the bathroom open. The jock sat down on the toilet and acted as if he were using it. He worried about being found out. What would everyone think if they knew? He heard the footsteps of someone passing his stall. Then, he cringed as he heard the door to the stall next to him open and shut. The guy next to him dropped his pants and sat down.
“Did you make it in time?” the guy in the next stall asked. (If the reader could hear his voice, it would be immediately identifiable as Todd’s voice.)
“W-What?” asked the jock, still shocked.
“You looked like you had to go real bad. I was just checking if you need a change of pants or something.”
“No,” said the jock, after wincing at the word “change.” “I’m good. I, uh, made it.” He stared at his empty crotch. “Everything is fine,” he said blankly.
“Good to hear,” said Todd.
***
In the next stall, Todd pulled out the remote and set it. He smiled as he thought about the plan. If it worked like Carrie expected it would, this would be fun. He angled the remote just right so that it could zap the jock without being seen and pressed the button.
***
The jock felt a familiar tingle. This time, it seemed to spread throughout his whole body. He was changing, that was certain, but how? His clothes began to feel looser, and he noticed his muscles thinning out.
“No,” he said.
“What?” asked Todd.
“Uh, nothing,” said the jock. He wanted to scream, but he couldn’t let the guy next to him know what was happening. He couldn’t let anyone know. He was getting shorter now and smaller all around. His clothes hung off him loosely. Even his shoes felt too big. Strangely, he noticed his hair hanging down in front of his face. This puzzled him, as his hair had been short when he came into the stall. It was growing longer as he watched it. That was the moment he realized what was happening to him. He wanted to deny it, but there was no doubt about it now. He dreaded what he knew came next. Looking down at his chest, he watched with morbid fascination as two bulges formed and grew. Soon enough, he had a pair of large round breasts, and the changes ceased.
“Oh God,” the new girl whispered under her breath. She was female now, completely. She touched her breasts with her dainty hands and felt their weight. They were real. It was all real. Impossible but real.
She stood up. If her pants had been pulled up, they would have fallen down to her ankles where they were now. Her shirt hung down to her crotch, but that part of her body was old news now. She ran her hands over the roundness of her ass and hips. They felt gigantic, just like her breasts. But, she seemed to be anything but gigantic now. She had been tall before as a jock, but now she seemed so tiny. The stall felt gigantic now. She estimated that her height was somewhere around 5 feet tall. She felt weak for the first time in years. It was terrifying.
What the hell was she going to do?
The door to the stall next to her opened, and she sat back down, trying to remain inconspicuous. The guy washed his hands, and the bathroom door opened and closed.
She decided to get out of there quickly. After gathering up her oversized pants, she opened the door to the stall and promptly fell out of it onto the floor. She had tripped over her too large shoes. She pulled them off and abandoned them. Barefoot now, she hustled past the mirror. Her reflection caught her eye, and she stopped to look. It was what she had expected: a cute, short girl with long hair and huge breasts wearing oversized man clothes. She was now a girl that she would have loved to fuck back when she had a dick. The good old days.
She felt an urge to run.
She yanked the seemingly heavier door open, and ran straight into Todd. He stood almost a foot taller than her.
“Oh, excuse me,” Todd said, trying to hide a grin. “I think you have the wrong room.”
Still startled and a bit intimidated by Todd’s size, she responded, “Uh, right.” Her voice sounded so high and girly.
“It’s the other one behind me,” said Todd.
“Right,” she said, and, without thinking, she left one bathroom and entered another. This one had only stalls in it.
***
Todd smiled as he looked back a Carrie. She gave him a thumbs up. Everything was going to plan. Now, time for the second phase.