"Dang, sis, you're hot!" Ty said looking Dustin up and down.
Both of them had two sets of memories for the past 13 years. Dustin
had played with his foster brother Ty as boy until he was 6 or 7, and
then he had changed. Dustin's mind reeled. He remembered the previous
thirteen years growing up with Dustin as a boy and then as a girl. He
remembered being bigger than Ty and bullying him and dating girls, but
all that seemed like a dream when he looked down at her body. It was
most distinctively a very nubile female body, and he looked up into
Ty's eyes. Was Ty bigger or was Dustin shorter or was it both?
Dusty adjusted her bra. She had outgrown her training bra when she was
13. She was standing there in her underwear waiting to use the hall
bathroom with Ty standing there in his boxers popping a boner as he
stared at her boobs.
"Uh, Ty, could you get out of the doorway, I need to use the shower,"
Dusty said in a lilting voice.
"Oh, sure, Dustin, I never noticed how hot you were until now. Would
you think it was weird if I asked you to go with me to the dance
Friday?"
Dustin bit his lip. Everyone called her Dusty - but Ty had just called
her Dustin. It was a dream. Ty knew what had happened to him or her
- Dustin had to get the answer from Ty. He/she paused with her back to
Ty, and she swallowed.
"As long as you're serious, and not trying to prank me, Ty. Yes, I
will go to the dance with you," Dusty said. She glanced over her
shoulder and surveyed hunky Ty. Part of her mind insisted he was a
little twerp and she visualized both images side by side. The one
that she remembered and the one that he now appeared to be. Something
weird was going on. She had tried asking her mother and father about
it at breakfast, but they had been oblivious.
She closed the door and turned on the shower. Ty might not no
anything. It might be her imagination. He was only her foster brother
so it was incestuous to date him, and he was one of the hottest guys
in school now. But he hadn't been earlier this week. She frowned, and
stepped into the stream of warm water.
Ty was a bit troubled as he went back to his room. This was totally
unexpected he had expected to feel the thrill of revenge at change
Dustin from a hunky womanizing bully into a girl. He just hadn't
expected her to be such a hot girl. Ty was confused. He hadn't really
been interested in girls before, but now that he'd seen the new &
improved Dusty, he was horny as hell. All he could do was think about
her. He was disturbed wondering if he was attracted to Dusty's new
physique or to the situation of her having been a male & now being
female with both male and female memories. Dustin had more than his
share of girlfriends, and that experience Ty figured would make Dusty
especially aware of a young man's needs and how to pleasure him.
Dusty was the perfect date for a hunk like Ty.
Only when the hot spunk erupted on his chin, chest and abs did Ty
realize he'd been jacking off thinking about Dusty. Damn, his step
bro- step sis? - whatever- Dustin was hot. Ty just couldn't stop
thinking about her. He needed to be with her in every sense of the
word. He licked his lips and cleaned himself off with a Kleenex.
The shower stopped running.
Dustin dried his female body with a towel.
Ty was rock hard again imagining Dusty naked after her shower.
He stared at the wall, and it became transparent at his wish - at
least transparent to him. Dusty was oblivious that the solid opaque
wall was now like a one way glass from Ty's perspective. He/she slowly
dried her breasts using circular motions with her towel. Ty was
jacking off again to the show that Dusty didn't know she was putting
on for him.