After a little while more, the party lost its steam. Someone decided we should all go out somewhere else and play pool or something like that. Brad encouraged that idea and began to hurry people out of his house. He promised them that we'd be along directly.
I, meanwhile, had managed to convince three of the hotter girls at the party, Bonnie Coleman, DeAnn Lindholm, and Sarah Tresser, to stay behind. Of course I "convinced" them thanks to my ring.
"So why do you want us to stay anyway, Joe?" Bonnie asked.
I told the pretty faced brunette, "Well it's Brad's birthday. He's got some crazy idea that he should get laid."
"Oh, and we're supposed to go along with that idea?" Sarah asked, not a hint of humor behind her words.
"I told him no one would just agree to that," I said, "but I think you'll have to convince him of that."
"I'll be sure to do that," Sarah said, raising the back of her hand in the air.
I sighed and said, "You don't have to go that far. In fact, I think just teaching him a lesson will do the trick."
"Like what?" DeAnn asked.
"Well let me ask you this..." I convinced them to go along with my plan, making one simple wish in order for them to cooperate.
A few minutes later, Brad came back into the room. "OK, just follow my lead," I whispered to them. I turned to face Brad coming toward us and said, "Here we go, Brad. Sarah, DeAnn, and Bonnie were good enough to stay."
"We'd like to give you a special birthday treat," blonde DeAnn said to him in a breathy voice.
"Yea," Sarah, another brunette, agreed. "Joe convinced us that we should."
Brad grinned as wide as a chesire cat and said to me, "Thanks a lot, man."
All of the girls laughed and Brad wondered why they did so. "What's so funny?" he asked.
"'Man,'" Bonnie mocked. Brad still didn't understand. "Oh, dear Brad, the three of us are 100% lesbian. We don't screw guys."
"Wait a sec--," Brad said with confusion. He turned to me and said, "You don't mean that--uuhhhh" He stopped short as a pain came over his body.
I laughed and said, "You'll thank me for this later, Brad."
He wasn't focused on my words, however. He was clutching at his costume. "So...hot," he mumbled. With that he began to tear his costume off his body. In a matter of seconds he was completely nude. The three girls and I stood in awe at what was happening. Brad knelt down on the ground, clutching his head in his hands.
Suddenly his hair began to lengthen, lightening to a platinum blonde as it grew. His hands grew smaller as the blonde mane cascaded through his shrinking fingers. His fingernails turned red and grew an inch. He started to bend backwards while still kneeling. Finally he was able to release his hands from his face.
The fact that looked back at us was not Brad's. It had been replaced by a soft, angelic, feminine face. The lips were full and deeply crimson. The nose and ears were small. The cheeks were well rounded with a slight reddish hue. The eyes were soft and blue, in sharp contrast to the brown of Brad's eyes.
Brad's new face did contain a look of horror and question as he looked at me. "What did you do?" he asked, though his voice was very high pitched and could not be recognized as his own. He put his palms flat on the floor, trying to brace himself. His arms thinned as he sat upright.
The pain caused him to lay flat on his back. His legs and feet lost their size, thinning to feminine proportions. The pained look on his face seemed to be fading into one of pleasure. In fact he took his cock in one hand while pinching his nipples with the other. The odd thing was that he wasn't stroking his cock, but trying to push it inward. It was obvious that a surge of feminine instincts had taken over his mind. His hips and ass swelled as his waist shrunk. His shoulders contracted and his stomach and chest flattened.
Finally his cock started to pull inward. He smiled as he felt his groin retracting into his body. His testicles deflated and sucked up into his body, separating into the lips of his new pussy. His feminine fingers helped push his cock further back into his new womanhood. It disappeared and his fingers slid into his pussy as he began to masturbate for the first time as a girl.
"Don't go starting without us," Sarah protested. Brad didn't her what she said though. The look on his, well, her now, face indicated she was enjoying herself immensely. Her fingers continued to tease her nipples which were standing at attention. They began to pulsate underneath her touch, pushing out into the tits that would complete her transformation. They grew quickly as her fingers continued to pump her slit. They topped out at large D cups. She climaxed when her tits stopped growing. She lay on the floor for a minute and then picked herself off the floor.
"So who wants to go first?" she asked.