For once, Brian had gone to class. It had come as a shock to pretty much everyone, Brian was rarely seen in class, more often staying home and smoking weed, saying that school was "pretty fuckin' pointless" and that "you couldn't learn nothin'" from it. Brian had never been the type of person who had done well in life, he wasn't academically smart, and being tall but very skinny, he wasn't good at sports. The marijuana didn't help of course.
Brian was sitting in class, wondering why the fuck he'd decided to show up today. The teacher was just droning on and on about cells or something like that. Brian thought he knew just about all he needed to know, mitochondrion is the battery of the cell, or something like that. Nucleus. He thought he at least knew enough to pass a test, if he even bothered to show up for that. He sighed as he laid his head down on his desk, bored as fuck. It wasn't long after that when he dozed off.
Some time afterwards, he came to. Class was just getting out, thankfully, so he avoided getting in trouble by sheer luck. He felt a cramp in his stomach, and ran into the nearest bathroom. Unknown to him, it was a female bathroom. It was an empty room with one toilet in it, he locked the door. The first thing he noticed was he felt a lot shorter, definitely not lanky anymore. Still skinny, but at a much shorter height, just over 5 feet tall. He felt really heavy on his chest, and he pulled off his sweater and shirt, and his jaw dropped at what he saw. He had boobs. Actual cleavage. He grabbed them with his hands and started squeezing. They were soft. Brian felt his dick starting to get hard, but it was an odd sensation, it felt like it was going into him. He pulled down his pants and boxers and gasped as he saw his dick and balls shrinking. It was tender and slightly painful, as they pulled into his body and reformed. He was soon staring at his brand new pussy. As he kept staring, the pubic hair down there started to disappear, leaving it clean shaven, no bush.
'Perfect for the boys!' thought Brian, as horror went through his brain. His legs started to lose all their hair on them too, going through a perfect shave, looking great when they changed. All the hair on his chest and his facial hair did the same thing. He stared in the mirror, and his short spiky hair lost the gel which kept it spiky, and grew out to be long and luscious. The blond color stayed, as Brian started to tousle his hair. It made him happy to run his hands through his locks. His face started to soften up, and his brows changed shape, he looked much more feminine, like a girl which he previously would've called "smokin' hot". Makeup adorned his face, helping Brian look her hottest, as she tried every day in school, and Brianne's clothes started to pull up on her. Her pink thong pulled itself up her legs, and her short shorts followed. The shirt Brian was wearing became Brianne's lacy black bra, which strapped around her, and his sweater became her new tank top, which went over her head. She grabbed her phone from her pocket, and made her best duck face, taking a selfie in the mirror. She texted John with the image attached, "find me in the washroom bb and well have a gr8 time before your game tonite ;)". She couldn't wait for her gorgeous hunk of man to play football tonight, so she could cheerlead him on. Hopefully a little sex before the game wouldn't distract him too much.