Ty lay in his bed, unable to sleep as he came to grips with the fact that he had the power to shape the world however he saw fit. Indeed, the evidence of his newfound power was sleeping just down the hallway from him. That June and Mark, his foster parents, had no idea that their precious little son had been essentially stripped off his manly physique by him just a few hours earlier was certainly evidence enough of his vast powers.
And as he lay their, trying to decide how best to use his powers, he couldn't help but come back to what had long been his dream. He had always felt, deep down, that he should have been born a girl. He couldn't help but feel that he was simply born in the wrong body. This thought tantalized him and tormented him, but now he had the power to make his dreams a reality.
Coming to a decision, he stood up from his bed and wished a full-bodied mirror into existence before him. Stripping off all his clothes, he made a few precautionary wishes to begin with. "I wish that no matter how my body changes, I will retain my powers as I have them now. I also wish that, unless I specify otherwise, my mind will not change as a result of a wish I make." He felt a slight warmth come over him, and instinctively he knew the wishes had been granted.
Taking a deep breath, he began his wish. "I wish that I was a female version of myself, named Taylor, at the age of 17, and that everyone remembered me that way. I also wish that I had all the knowledge and memories I will need to live this life." He could feel another warmth come over him, followed by a tingling sensation that felt surprisingly pleasurable course throughout his body. All at once, he watched in the mirror as his height shrunk back down to something more akin to what he was used to, stopping at an even 5'7". His muscles that he had wished for himself earlier in the day withered away, and in their place was smooth, finely toned skin. As his arms and legs shrank and became thinner, more shapely, he felt all the hair on his body save for that on his head and that on his crotch disappear in tiny pinpricks.
As he watched all this take place, he felt a grimace as his hips widened, and the rest of his bone structure adopted his new feminine physique. His waist followed suit, collapsing in on itself to form a nice, hourglass figure. His face sculpted itself into a thing of feminien beauty, with big round eyes and a thin nose. His lips became slightly larger and puffier, but not to the point of over-exaggeration. He could feel his ass slowly fill out, rounding to a nice heart shape that would sashay when he walked. As he stared, he watched his nails grow out to half an inch beyond his fingertips. A warmth in his chest clued him in on the final transformations. He smiled in anticipation as his nipples grew larger and puffier, before the flesh around them exploded out to become large, D-size breasts. He was surprised at their size, apparently he had not been much of a late bloomer as a girl. As he watched, he licked his lips in anticipation as the pleasurable feelings centered around his groin. He closely examined his penis with fascination, as it slowly receded into his body, becoming smaller and smaller. His balls slipped up inside of him, and he could feel churning in his guts as his reproductive organs were reshaped and formed into their feminine counterparts. Finally, he watched the last of his dick shrink underneath its clitoral hood and his scrotum split open, becoming a set of vaginal lips.
She let out a long sigh and tears threatened to come out of her newly minted blue eyes. She had finally achieved her dream of becoming a girl. Her hands explored over her body, stopping at her sensitive nipples and carefully tweaking them. An unfamiliar heat began to well up in her groin, and one hand slowly tapered down her waist to her newly christened sex. Tentatively, she stuck one probing digit inside of herself, and nearly gasped at the sensations that produced. As he ministrations continued, she began to rub her finger over her clitoris, her strokes becoming faster and more furious. She let out an involuntary moan, not even registering her new higher, soprano voice. Finally there was an explosion of feeling within her, as every nerve ending exploded with sensation in one fell swoop.
She lay on her bed, content with the life she had just created for herself, when she began to think of what else needed to be changed...