As you are shooting at one of the girls your best friend Myron runs in
front of you. He is a scrawny looking nerd but he is a good guy. As
for sexual preference I don't think he even knows what sex is.
With a huge burst of light the gun goes off and I hit Myron.
What the hell did you do. He turns around and shouts at me.
You ran in front of me.
Well you didn't have to shoot me.
It was an accident.
Myron raised his gun and shot at me.
After half a dozen shots at each other we started to laugh at each
other. Ok Ok I guess it was an accident.
But we looked at each other and Myron was no longer that scrawny
little thing he was a big bear of a man I could see the chest hair
sticking out of his very tight t-shirt that was under his button down
that had burst open at the front. His pants had burst open and were
laying on the ground and this was the first time I had known that he
wore boxers. He had 12 o'clock shadow, ie it was a full beard. And his
hair was in a mullet. His legs looked like tree trunks and his balls
were hanging down one side of his boxers while his dick was hanging
down the other side. He was not fat more of a well fed farmers boy.
And he looked like he was now almost 25 years old.
What the shit happened to you Myron said to me.
What do you mean. I tried to look at myself. I was a dumb jock fairly
beefy and I had started to develop a beard and chest hair when I was
still in grade school. But as Myron described me I could see parts of
what he was talking about.
It seems as though my chest had become big and rounded almost like I
had tits. I could tell my belly was pooched out so far it looked like
I was pregnant with triplets. And my face had become rounded. I no
longer had that furry chest and my chin was smooth as it went down to
my large breasts. It seems as though one of the shots I was hit with
was one to change me into a woman but fortunately Myron had the last
shot at me and I was a man more or less I just has the smooth body and
tits of a woman and damn it looked like I had breeder hips. My dick I
couldn't see not that I could have anyway but it hung down below my
belly and my wife beater rode up like a bra. I needed that now. And
there was a psychological change too I now was interested in men. I
had been 100% straight but now I was more than half interested in men
now. I still appreciated a good looking woman but they just didn't do
it for me. And Myron was the one I was hot for. I guess I went from a
dumb jock to a dumb blond. Myron and I headed out quick ducking any
other changes. I hadn't aged as much as Myron I was several years
younger.
And it seems as though there was female change that hadn't changed
back. I didn't just look pregnant I was and every time Myron forgot,
or the condom broke I would get pregnant again.
It was nice to have a nice big bear of a man to be in love with.