"So I have to go to the bathroom." I said, sliding from the booth.
"Hurry back." Haley said in a mock-sexy tone.
"I'll do my best." I smile and walk away, I can feel her eyes on me, moving over my body.
It's a strange feeling, being wanted, one I had never really experienced before. I had never had great luck with girls. my whole life i had
always been quiet, withdrawn, keeping mostly to myself. I had always admired girls from afar but my experiences in actual talking to them, and
especially dating them, had never gone great.
But now there was this girl. This amazingly attractive girl. And she wanted me. And I wanted her. Suddenly I was thinking back to only a
few short hours before, our bodies entwined, panting and sweating and beautiful. When Haley had made me orgasm as a woman I thought I
would black out from the pleasure.
I pushed open the door to the mens room, thoughts of my lesbian experience weighing heavily on my thoughts. I did my business and
washed my hands and then stood in front of the mirror, looking at myself. My finely-tailored suit seemed so boring compare to the corset and
fishnets I had sported this afternoon. And my male body just felt so… average, boring, mundane. Being a woman had been something new and
exciting, ever movement had brought up an alien sensation. I stared at my face, the face I had worn my entire life. Why not? I thought, after all I
have all the power of the universe wrapped around one finger.
I smile and make my silent wish.
My skin was the first thing to change, I was already a somewhat pale guy but now my pallid skin was taking on a smooth suppleness.
Turning from a pasty white to a beautiful, milky white. Any pimples, moles or errant hairs I had smoothed out into flawless perfection, like
porcelain. I brought a hand up to my face to feel how smooth it was and noticed that it had become slimmer, my hands were smaller and my
fingers thinner, and my nails had grown out and become coated in shiny black gloss.
I could feel my arms slim inside the sleeves of my suit, and in fact my whole body was shrinking and slimming down, any masculinity I
had dripping from my frame. My suit became loose and baggy on my smaller form, my shoes were now several sizes too big for my feet, and I
actually had to grab my belt before my pants could fall down from my narrower hips.
Though they didn't stay narrow for long. I felt two pops as my hips pushed out, they stretched and grew, my ass following suit
and filling, then overfilling my loose pants. my new bottom stretched the waist of my dress pants to their limit, the fabric taut over my pert
behind and wide hips.
The change swept up my torso, my waist crunched inwards abruptly, giving me a traditionally feminine figure, and my chest sprouted two
magnificently developed breasts. Big and pert, my growing chest pushed my dress shirt up and out, stretching it until the buttons gave way,
popping off to strike the mirror one-by-one in quick succession, letting my milky white breasts bounce free. I pulled my shirt aside with my
small hands and smiled at the perfect orbs on my small chest, each topped by a dark nipple that was quickly hardening in the cool air of the
bathroom.
I cup a breast, thumb brushing an erect nipple and I gasp through lips that swell outwards and darken to a wet, glossy black. I look into
the mire and watch my nose shrink, my face softens, my cheekbones rise a bit higher and my eyes become wide and beautiful, ringed in black
make up and fluttering lashes and above those, thin arched brows.
I bring my hands to my face again as my eyes turn a brilliant green and my hair begins to grow in thick, dark waves. my hair has turned a
shimmering jet-black and cascades in a straight wave down to the small of my back.
I run my hands through my hair, admiring my body when there's a strange tugging sensation in my gut. I gasp, having totally forgotten about the most obvious change. I gasp again and clamp my thighs together. My balls shoot up inside me, stretching and rearranging themselves, my penis follows soon after, shrinking away into the recess left by my testicles. i can feel heat begin to build from the empty space, and a growing wetness. I reach down and slip and hand down my pants, my fingers meet wet folds nestled between my thighs.
Now my suit begins to shimmer and run around my body, somewhere between liquid and fog, it drifts around me, showing glimpses of my
pale naked body before pulling in and reforming into the same black corset, ruffled skirt and fishnets i had worn earlier.
I make another wish and my clothes again swirl around my body. This time they form into a long black latex dress, it's taut against my
ample curves, the top shows a deep valley of cleavage and the bottom comes bellow my knees, showing just a hint of my fishnet stockings
before they disappear into my black platform heels. My slim arms are covered in black latex opera gloves and theres a studded choker around
my thin neck. I can see my nipples standing out clearly in the black latex, as well as the outline of my left piercing.
I smile at my reflection and strike a few poses before going to the door, the tightness of the dress forcing me to take small, mincing steps
that make my hips sway back and forth, and the heels keep my ass out and my generous breasts out, they jiggle with each step.
A man in a white smoking jacket pushes the door open as I walk out, and I giggle at the shocked look he gives me.