Deanna grabbed what looked like some tights and tossed them at Mark. Mark grabbed
them,
stared and caressed them for a while before quizzically staring at Deanna.
"Put them on," Deanna said with a mock smile, "I dare you."
Mark, being one not to shy away from a dare, walked towards the changing rooms with a
confident smile on his face.
Once inside, Mark removed his pants and, for some reason, he removed his underwear too,
and began to slowly slide the pink tights up his legs. He felt uncomfortable at first, but
then
began to actually feel rather good; erotic even. And just as the tights covered his crotch he
began to feel a deep arousal, his sex's growing size the proof of it. And as it happens with
these things, Mark began to slowly and eagerly stroke his growing member through the
silky
and tight material encasing it.
What Mark didn't notice was, that with every stroke, his penis shrank more and more, his
height did likewise. Mark was closing in on an orgasm as his hair began to grow, long red
curls coming down his head. And just as Mark had an orgasm, his whole body changed to
that
of a 13 year old girl. Her clothes changed into a pink dress that reached her knees and
covered part of the tights, her feet were encased in pink, girly sandals and her face was
perfectly made up.
Marcie, as she now knew she had always been called, walked out of the changing room,
feeling just great wearing the tights her girlfriend had chosen for her.