Patrick went to school the next day and felt like he was floating through it. He felt happy with who he was and right. Other boys attracted his attention all day and he could not help checking them out. He ran into Brian during break and had to suppress a laugh as he remembered what he was doing last night. His eyes were drawn down until Brain moved to where his side was facing him. Looking up Brian was looking at him with an odd expression before he went back to talking with his friends and tossing a soccer ball between them. Patrick busied himself with his backpack till they left and then slowly started to walk by hoping for another look.
"Hey Patrick" Brian turned and tossed the ball to him. Patrick fumbled trying to catch the unexpected pass. Suddenly Brian was nose to nose with him pushing the ball and him against the locker.
"You've been staring at me a lot lately, like what you see? Huh?" God he smelled good, Patrick tried to focus, wondering if he should be scared or not but Brian's proximity was more pleasurable than anything else. As he hit the lockers Patrick tried to look confused.
"Well you ain't getting any faggot so stop." Brian pushed hard against the ball and the air rushed from Patrick's lungs. At that moment Mary walked by and Brian straightened up and started to strut over to here to say hi. Patrick couldn't help it and laughed both of them turned and looked at him like he was a piece of dog shit they scraped of their shoe. Mary turned and swept her hair behind her ear and gave Brian a smile before they started to chat. A surge of jealousy ran through Patrick at this sight. He turned and avoided them both for the rest of the day determined to implement his plan after school.
Patrick raced home to a empty house and tossed his stuff down and grabbed the box. The clown nose leapt into his hand and he stood in front of the mirror thinking of Brian and Mary. Her hair flowing down her back, the soft pink lips, the smile she flashed Brian. He slipped on the clown nose and felt a suction sensation and his skin flashed white. The familiar tingles raced over his body but there was something different, something sweeter. His eyebrows and body hair disappeared and the tingles raced up to his head and he watched as his hair started to turn orange and grow longer, the color becoming lighter as the hair grew. A tightness in his chest drew his attention there as a weight developed, he braced himself on the wall as breathing became harder. Closing his eyes he took deep breaths and tried to calm himself. Everything was ok, he kept repeating trying to convince himself it was true. He fell to the floor as his hips gave out as the seemed to move outward. He giggled as he felt silly and sweet, a smile formed on his face. Looking down at his hands he saw his white fingers suddenly contrast with red as his fingernails developed a new color. Looking down at his growing feet he saw his toenails develop a red color too. This had never happened to him and now he was scared but the feeling got buried as funny feeling overrode it and he laughed. His voice sounded higher as he giggled and he watched as his legs were incased in colorful stockings. His shirt turned orange and grew longer into more a tunic before suddenly exploding outwards into a dress with a petticoat under it. Patrick bolted up and felt off balance and felt his chest with his manicured hands to find two small breasts there. Looking at himself in the mirror he was transfixed at what he saw. The red clown nose bloomed to a glittering lilac ball as he watched. His hair was turning yellow and growing over his shoulder curling as it went. His lips had turned pink and formed a small smile; blush swept downward on his cheeks framing it. His eyebrows were black lines flowing up into arches and outward, blue eye shadow filled his eyes now. Three cute freckles appeared on his cheeks as he admired his new look. Standing up he moved his hands over his body as he posed it in the mirror marveling at how good he looked. Mary had nothing on him now. But she could as the realization hit him and his hands quickly found his crotch and found everything still there for a boy. Sighing in relief she began to wonder if she should have all the right parts for a boy. Brian was sure to pay attention now and she was sure to have him.
Climbing out the window she quickly snuck over to Brian's house. She knew he practiced every day in his backyard and sure enough as he approached he heard a soccer ball being kicked around. Peaking around the garage she saw him grab his ball and walk towards her. Smoothing out her dress she struck a pose and waited. He turned the corner and stopped dead in his tracks a stunned look on his face.
"Hey" Patricia said as she slowly stroked his face. She saw him breath deep inhaling her sweet scent and his eyes go unfocused for a second.
"Well aren't you cute." He said as he grabbed her hip and pulled Patricia in closer. She put her hands on his chest feeling his strong muscles and his heartbeat pounding fast. Patricia felt a rush as she knew he felt for her now. Her heart pounded with his as she moved her lips half way waiting for him to close the distance to which he did quickly. As his lips touched hers and she felt a spark as the tingles got stronger. The sweet smell of cotton candy was mixed with the sweat of his workout, he pushed her against the garage and soon his hands were moving all over her.
Brian felt good about himself his game was improving as he kicked the ball up and caught it. Mary was impressed with him and he could not wait to ask her out and maybe see some real action. That stupid fag Patrick though, he didn't have anything against people being gay but he just didn't like being looked at by other guys. He never understood why he was in their group of friends and debated whether or not to out him and get him away from them. Turning around the garage to walk into the house he stopped nearly jumping back. A clown leaned there against the garage, a real fucking stupid clown. A sweet smell filled his nostrils and he breathed deep, a cute very attractive clown. He looked her up and down he slender legs, great body, two boobs starting to peak out and her sweet pink smile on her gorgeous lips. She moved closer and leaned in, he found himself moving to meet her. The kiss, the first real one in his life, sparked and he felt his lips start to tingle and his heart race.
She reached behind him and grabbed his tight buns and pulled him in closer feeling his body heat up hers. He broke their kiss and leaned into her ear and whispered
"Your beautiful" Patricia’s heart raced to her this from the boy that she had thought about. He grabbed her and moved in for another kiss dominating her. She felt this and willingly submitted to him, feeling herself let go and give herself to him. Suddenly the garage door started to open causing both of them to jump. Patricia suddenly panicked not wanting to be discovered gave Brian a quick kiss goodbye and summoned her unicycle and rode off around the house leaving Brian standing there stunned. Climbing in the window she stood in front of the mirror reliving the memory of making out with Brian, the feel and smell of him sent shivers through her. Looking at herself in the mirror she admired her body. With regret she realized she would have to give it up and turn back into a dirty boy again. With great sadness she tugged on the clown nose which came off with great difficulty and put it away in the box. She laid down on the bed and watched her beautiful body slowly fade away.
Brain laid down on his beds still in a daze thinking about the events of the afternoon. His mom had come out to check on him and commented on his dazed look, he shrugged it off on working out to hard. As he took a shower he noticed that he was a little pale and needed to spend some time out in the sun. But the more he looked at it the more he realized he like his skin pale and resolved to keep it covered when he could. He ran his fingers over his lips still feeling the lips on them. He had never really like clowns but she was something different and looked hot. On his bed he could still feel her body against his, undoing the towel around his waist he realized he needed some relief and got on his computer. Pulling up his normal picture of Mary didn't do anything for him and he suddenly found himself looking for clown pictures before he settled in and got busy.
Patrick’s mom got home and yelled at him to take a shower before dinner. Patricia got up and undressed in the bathroom looking at her ugly flat chest she lamented the loss of her great figure. Taking off her underwear she found it still to be silk and lacey, smiling at this she lowered it and found her sparse pubic hair still yellow. She quickly checked to make sure all the other changes had worn off. Her hair was back to normal and her skin had resumed its normal color, maybe still a little lighter. Looking down she noticed her boyhood was smaller, nestled in the yellow hair. This should have scared her but holding the pink and purple lacey panties she found that she really didn't mind.