Chapter 1: Complete Short Story

"Want to play Girly Chicken?"

I blinked and stared at Evan, totally confused. Evan was my childhood friend and current roommate. Both of us were students at the Tiresias College for Mages. He was a pretty tall guy, skinny as a rail, with a fairly androgynous face. And if we're being honest, a fairly androgynous voice too. As for me? Well, I'm... average. Black hair, blue eyes. A couple inches shorter than Evan. Not skinny but not fat. Like I said, average. Oh, and my name is Jason.

"Girly Chicken? What?" I asked. Evan was not acting like his usual confidant self. In fact, he was looking downright bashful. He was staring at the floor, looking nervous.

"It's a game where you... um..." Now he was fidgeting, his hands balling up the hem of his T-shirt. "Slowly transform each other into a girl!" He finally blurted out. "And the first one to say uncle loses."

Now it was my turn to look nervous. It sounded totally embarrassing! And yet, now that Evan had brought it up, something in me wanted to try it. I mean, what harm could there be? It just seemed fun. I couldn't help but start to imagine what kind of girl I would turn Evan into…

"Okay," I said slowly. "Let's do it." Evan's eyes lit up, and a huge smile broke over his face for a moment, before hastily recomposing it into an expression of aloof confidence. I suppressed a laugh at his barely contained enthusiasm.

***

Twenty minutes later, we were sitting on the floor, cross-legged, in the middle of a large transformation rune that Evan had whipped up. He had a natural gift for rune-carving, which was very convenient for this. It would make what we were about to do a lot less taxing.

"So, um... who should go first?" Evan was fidgeting again.

"Oh, you can go first, I don't mind." I saw a strange look come into his eyes for a second, but then it was gone.

"Ha! Awfully brave of you. Let's see how you feel when your body starts becoming more and more effeminate!" He said with a cocky smile on his face.

I clapped my hands together. "Well, lay it on me then!"

Evan shut his eyes and the rune on the floor glowed. I swallowed nervously as his magic began to penetrate my body. This was the first time I'd ever been transformed, and I wondered how it would feel to have my body being warped and changed. The magic felt pleasantly tingly as it inched up my skin. It reminded me of the way my ex-girlfriend used to blow gently on my neck right before we got intimate.

The magic finally stopped at my throat. I felt a delicate finger press against my Adam's apple, and then it started to shrink away into nothingness. After wondering briefly if that would be the only thing to change, I felt my throat shifting. I couldn't tell what was exactly going on in there, but I had a pretty good idea.

Then the glow receded, the magic faded, and I was left with a transformed larynx. "Well, I-" My eyes widened as I heard my changed voice for the first time. It was high, perky and cute. It reminded me of an enthusiastic cheerleader, the kind of girl that Evan always swooned for. I blushed at that thought, and at the eager grin my friend had on his face. He didn't even bother trying to hide it this time. I put my hands on my hips and glared at him. "Oh, I'm starting to see where you're going with this! Well, now it's my turn!"

I focused on the rune and closed my eyes. It took me a few seconds to decide what I was going to do to him. I heard a sharp intake of breath as the magic started to crawl up his skin, all the way to his head. I had always liked dark haired girls. So sexy and mysterious! So that's what I was going to give him. I opened my eyes and watched as his hair grew longer from the pixie cut he usually wore and darkened from its usual dirty blonde. It reached his shoulders and grew longer still, until it was at the small of his back.

I giggled as he grabbed a handful of his new, jet-black hair, then immediately blushed at the unambiguously feminine sound that came out of my mouth. "Alright, are you ready for round two?" I asked quickly.

He nodded eagerly, clearly loving every minute of our little 'game'. The rune glowed again. Within moments, his magic was surging through me. It was much faster this time. There was something slightly different about it, an extra tingle as it moved over my skin. I waited to see where it would stop, what it would focus on, but it just went to the top of my head and dissipated.

I looked over at Evan and tilted my head quizzically. What had he changed? He laughed, enjoying my confusion.

"Well, are you going to tell me or not?" I asked, and I couldn't help but pout, which only made him laugh even harder.

"Oh no, this is way too much fun. You'll figure it out eventually."

I sighed. Well, I might as well make it easier on myself at least. My specialty was illusion magic, and I had something up my sleeve that would be quite useful in this situation. I focused for a moment. A second later we were surrounded on five sides by Ephemeral Mirrors. Completely insubstantial, but perfect for reflecting light. I turned aside and stared into one, trying to figure out what had changed.

"Ah!" I reached up to rub my face. It was completely smooth- not a hint of stubble. I remembered the magic had felt different on my skin this time, and so I reached up under my shirt to see if my chest hair was still there. Sure enough, it was gone without a trace. Then I couldn't help but wonder: had he removed the hair from my ENTIRE body? With a sense of foreboding, I pulled my waistband out a little and turned beet red at the sight of my completely smooth crotch.

"Did you really have to shave my balls?" I asked petulantly through Evan's laughter.

"All's fair in love and Girly Chicken!" He said, still laughing.

"Well, in that case..." I fired up my magic and concentrated. In my mind's eye, I imagined what I was going to do to Evan next. This time, I didn't bother transforming his body. Instead, I focused on his jeans. They started to shrink down, smaller and smaller. The color and fabric changed as well, becoming black stretchy spandex. Soon his jeans had been reduced to a pair of tight women's bike shorts. I smirked at the look of discomfort on his face.

He grumbled as he shifted his weight around to try and find a more comfortable position. It didn't look like he was having much success though. Finally, he sighed and turned his attention back to me.

"So we're doing clothes now, is that it? Well, two can play at that game."

I gulped, wondering what he was planning. I didn't feel any magic working on my body as the rune flared, confirming that he was changing my clothes as well. To my surprise, I felt my sweatpants start to creep up my legs. He was doing the same thing I did! Or was he? The gray fabric of the sweatpants was becoming white, not black, and it wasn't getting tighter. Instead, the legs seemed to merge together, while the material in the middle completely disappeared. He was putting me in a skirt! I watched as it got smaller and smaller, then became pleated. By the time it stopped, it barely came over my butt!

"Really? A miniskirt?" I asked, folding my arms over my chest.

"Why not? All the better to show off those sexy smooth legs of yours." His voice practically dripped with innuendo.

My ears burned bright red at his words. But no! I had to stay strong! I'm not going to be the one who gives up. I shook my head and returned to the task at hand. What to do next? I grinned as an idea popped into my mind. To be honest, I’d always had a thing for strong girls. For a long time I’d nursed an idle fantasy of meeting the eyes of a cute girl at the gym, feeling a spark between us, followed by her shoving me against the wall and having her way with me.

I focused, and soon Evan was changing again. It was time to fill out those tight shorts! I watched avidly as his butt plumped up, growing larger and swelling with muscle. It was looking so.. so... sexy! I felt a familiar stirring between my legs as I stared at the tight ass that I had just given Evan. Oh fuck, I was getting turned on by my best friend's ass!

I shook my head as Evan craned his neck to try and get a look at his most recent change. I had to get this under control. With the tiny miniskirt I was wearing now, my arousal would be obvious if it got out of hand.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked with a giggle as Evan moved from merely looking at his new butt to groping it. He quickly composed himself and returned to the task at hand.

"I guess we're finally kicking this into high gear, huh?" He said, with a devilish gleam in his eye.

I gulped. What was he planning to do to my poor body next? I didn't get much of a chance to worry about it though, as he immediately started casting his spell. I knew instantly that something very different was happening. The magic was much more intense than anything that had happened so far. It felt like I was being squeezed on all sides by hundreds of hands. I was getting smaller! Evan was shrinking me! And despite what one might expect, it wasn't painful at all. It was more like a vigorous massage than anything else.

The pressure lasted a few more seconds before it finally ceased. My head snapped to the closest mirror to inspect the damage. I had expected some change to my body proportions, but all that had changed was my size. It was hard to get an accurate read on how much I had shrunk, but I guessed that it was about six to eight inches. Luckily, Evan had the foresight to shrink my clothes with me, otherwise I'd be falling out of my miniskirt.

Evan was grinning smugly. He had always been slightly taller, but he'd probably tower over me right now if we stood up. Well, this wasn't the time to worry about that. I had to think up something equally impressive!

I clapped my hands together. Well, since I had just transformed Evans butt, I should move on to something close by... I know! I cast my spell, and soon the magic was flowing through him, focusing on his legs. They slowly changed shape, becoming smooth and toned. My thing for athletic girls was obviously coming through with my transformation spells. I felt another twinge of arousal as I stared at those thick thighs.

"You know, the name of this game is GIRLY Chicken," Evan said teasingly, snapping me out of my reverie. "I'm starting to think you just want to make me manlier!"

I put my hands on my hips and pouted. "Hey, girls can have muscles too!"

"Oh, is that what you like in a woman? Big tits and big guns?" He teased, flexing his skinny arm.

I fidgeted uncomfortably, trying not to make eye contact. He was absolutely correct though. At this rate, I could end up turning him into a total amazon! I needed to control my desires!

Evan didn't waste any time casting his next spell. He seemed to be getting more and more sure of himself as the game went on. Once again, the magic traveled all the way up my body, then started molding my face. Oh, fuck! Was he really going to give me a new face? I mean, obviously it had to happen eventually, but the thought of looking in the mirror and seeing a girl stare back at me filled me with panic. And... maybe anticipation? No, it was definitely just panic.

It was hard to tell what was happening just by the sensations alone. My lips, cheeks, nose and chin were being molded like putty. Then, it stopped. The first thing I noticed was Evan's face. He had a look of undisguised lust in his eyes.

I shut my eyes and spun around. I wanted to take this in all at once. My heart beat faster and faster as I tried to work up the courage to open my eyes. When I finally did, I gasped aloud. The face that looked back at me was beautiful, in that understated girl next door sort of way. Lips just ever so slightly puffy, to form a perfect sexy pout. Brown eyes framed by long lashes, soft eyebrows, and a pert nose. Cheekbones sculpted perfectly, giving that wholesome yet sensual look. I looked like I was about to give my prom queen acceptance speech!

It took me about five minutes to get over my new face, and when I turned around, I was greeted with another shock. Evan was still sitting there, staring at me avidly. But something was different. The tight black biker shorts that I'd given him were straining with an obvious erection.

I turned away, my face bright red. I spent several uncomfortable moments trying not to look at Evan's reflection in the mirrors surrounding us. It seemed like the tension might stretch on forever, until Evan spoke to me in a clear, serious voice.

"Jason."

"Um, yes?" I replied, still looking away

"Look at me, Jason." I turned toward him, despite myself. Evan always seemed to have an air of command.

"Let's be real here. If we keep going like this, both of us are going to get... turned on." He said.

I nodded, but said nothing.

"Sooo, we shouldn't be embarrassed about something that only happens because we're playing Girly Chicken, right? I mean, it's perfectly natural for two straight guys slowly turning each other into girls to get aroused by each other, right?" He continued.

An embarrassed smile broke across my face.

"So let's go ahead and admit it then." He said, clearly and unashamedly. "I am totally fucking horny right now, aren't you?"

My cock twitched underneath my skirt, as if answering his question. "Yes. Yes I am," I admitted bashfully. The mutual admission caused us both to laugh. For a moment, everything was normal; just friends goofing around.

"I guess it's my turn, then?" I didn't bother waiting for a response, and just launched myself into it. Without realizing, I had settled into a pattern where I moved from one body part to another close by. So naturally, the next logical step was hips. They slowly widened, combining with Even's changed legs and butt to create a wonderfully toned lower body. I leaned over to stare at his reflection in the mirror, mesmerized. God, I loved muscles!

"Thirsty, are we?" Evan taunted softly, pulling me back to reality.

"You're one to talk!" I said, sticking my tongue out at him.

He flashed me his mischievous grin before getting back to the game. I felt the familiar tingle of magic crest over my body until it reached my head and started to pour into my scalp. My hair started to cascade over my shoulders and back, longer and longer, until it was tickling my butt. I could see in the mirror that it was lightening as well, from my natural black to the honey blonde that Evan loved so much on girls. Once again, I couldn't resist staring at my own reflection. Other than my boyish figure and the rigid cock that was currently tenting my skirt, no one would think I was a man!

"You really seem to be enjoying this!" Evan said, after another few minutes of silence passed. "With every transformation, you stop to admire the new features." He laughed playfully.

"Well you know, it's pretty amazing seeing my body transform in front of me..." I mumbled shyly.

"And don't forget about the new slutty clothing you're also getting to enjoy." He winked slyly, causing me to blush even deeper. "Admit it. You're not even thinking about giving up anymore, are you? You want to change completely. To become my sexy little wet dream."

Every word of his made my cock throb harder and harder, until finally it was poking out from until my skirt, in full view of Evan. Before long, I was panting, unable to contain myself anymore. Fuck, I was so turned on right now. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate on the spells I was supposed to be casting, and Evan was looking quite smug as he watched the rune flicker uncertainly. But I did manage to get my spell off.

Evan winced as he felt his waist cinch up slightly underneath his shirt. That was followed by a grunt as his normally skinny stomach swelled with muscle. I stared at what must surely be a very sexy six pack of abs and licked my lips.

"You want to see what's under here, don't you?" Evan said, his finger hooked under his shirt. I nodded eagerly. He raised his finger ever so slightly, letting me see the barest sliver of tan skin, before letting it drop. I let out a girly little whimper of disappointment, and Evan giggled. "Sorry babe, I’ve got to save something for later."

"You are such a fucking cocktease!" I whined petulantly, crossing my arms and pouting.

"Aw, is that thick, hard cock between your legs bothering you? Maybe I should help you with that problem." Evan smiled wickedly.

I barely got a chance to process what he said before his next spell overtook me. "Ahn~" I moaned for the first time with my new voice as I felt my cock teased and stroked by his magic. It was shrinking! My cock was shrinking! Slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed as it grew smaller and shorter. My testes were shrinking too, pressing tightly to my body. I could feel something strange happening to my briefs as well; it seemed like they were wedging themselves into my ass. But that barely registered compared to the erotic sensations running up and down my rapidly diminishing penis. All of a sudden, the magic ceased. I pitched forward and braced myself with my hands.

The first thing I noticed was that despite Evan's spell, I still had a cock dangling between my legs. For some reason, it felt like it was completely exposed to the air. Abandoning all modesty, I got off the ground and flipped up my skirt to inspect the damage. Sure enough, it was still there, albeit much smaller. It was hanging free, framed by a pair of white crotchless panties. And by the distinct flossing sensation I felt between my butt cheeks, I suspected it was a thong as well.

A part of me realized that I should be horrified by this. I was being slowly emasculated, and this was the most humiliating change yet. Yet, instead of feeling revolted or ashamed, there was this indescribable thrill coursing through my veins. A sexual buzz like never before washed over me, making me want to tear off my clothes and do dirty things with someone. Or everyone. My tiny cock bounced lightly beneath its silky fabric prison, begging to be touched. Just looking at it sent shivers down my spine. It was almost painful how badly I wanted to touch it, fondle it, stroke it... Shit! There were so many lewd thoughts rushing through my mind that I hardly knew which way was up.

"A cute little cock for a cute little boi!" Evan said suddenly, causing me to jump. He was leering shamelessly at my teeny penis. Somehow, this made me even hornier. I bit my lip, fighting against the urge to grab hold of my dick and jerk it. Instead, I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. It was my turn, and I couldn't afford to be any more distracted than I already was.

I continued my trek upwards across Evan's body, which meant his chest, which rhymes with breasts, which is exactly what I was giving him. I felt a twinge of pride as he moaned when his pecs started inflating into boobs. He was fondling them unashamedly as they swelled under his fingers, bigger and bigger, until they were big enough to fill up his hand entirely.

"Fuck, these feel good!" Evan exclaimed happily. As his tits filled out, his nipples became erect and poked proudly through the fabric of his shirt. Seeing how much he was enjoying them, I started to imagine what it would be like to have a pair of my own to play with. Even giggled as he watched me unconsciously rub one of my nipples.

"Trust me, it's a lot more fun with proper breasts," He said with a wink. "Don't worry though, you'll get yours soon enough." And with that, he launched into his next spell.

It was impossible to hide the disappointment on my face when I realized that he was changing my clothes this time, and not my body. I felt a tickling on my feet, and looked down just in time to see my socks vanish out of existence. My shoes started to transform before my eyes, the fabric on top melting away, until all that was left were a few white straps. The straps then covered themselves with rhinestones. This combined with the fact that we were surrounded by mirrors sent rainbows shooting all over the place. I felt some pressure on my soles as the bottoms reshaped. I wasn't remotely surprised when the heels started growing, though my eyes widened as they grew to about 4 inches. Lastly, I felt a smooth stroking on my toes as he painted them a bright cherry red.

I felt compelled to stand up, just to see what it was like to wear heels. Unsurprisingly, it took a little bit to steady myself. Evan had to break me out of admiring how my legs looked in the mirror with a quip of "My little narcissist! It's your turn."

I huffed cutely. I felt a bit more in control of myself this time, so the spell should go more smoothly. Evan had been absolutely right when said I loved 'big tits and big guns' on a woman, and my cock twitched in anticipation as his arms started to change. I bit my lip as I watched his biceps bulge, imagining what it would be like to be held in those big strong arms... The change continued down his forearms, then to his hands and fingers. I decided to try that thing where the nails poke out a little bit past the fingers turn white. Impractical, sure, but very sexy.

Evan giggled as he spread his fingers out to examine his new nails. "These are hot, but they might get in the way later," He said with a wink. I tilted my head, confused, which elicited another giggle. "Oh hon, I have so much to teach you after we're finished." With that, Evan started with his next spell.

The first thing I noticed was a familiar stroking on my fingernails, which were being painted the same cherry red as my toenails had been. But that wasn't the only thing changing color. I also felt something smooth roll over my lips, which I realized must be lipstick. Then I felt something like a soft brush delicately tickle my cheeks. This was followed by my eyelids being forcibly closed and what I could only assume was some kind of eye makeup. Mascara? Is that what it was called? Then it was followed by my eyelids being pulled back open so that my eyelashes could be played with. And just like that, it was over.

You might be surprised to learn that the first thing I did after that was whip my head around and stare at my reflection in the nearest mirror. Or you might not be. But you definitely won't be surprised that my lips were painted a bright red to match my nails. There was also a light dusting of reddish stuff on my cheeks. My eyes were rimmed with black liner, and my lids... Well, I couldn't really tell what had happened to my lids. They looked... smokier? I guess? And my eyebrows, which I hadn't even realized that Evan had changed, had a more sculpted look to them. Not that they were very noticeable in the first place, with my newly natural blonde hair. As I surveyed my expertly applied makeup, I started to wonder... Has Evan done this before?

I looked over at him. He was surveying his handiwork with satisfaction. No, it was more than that. It was pride. His smile told me everything. He HAD done this before!

"Evan," I asked, "How many times have you done this?"

"What, you mean play Girly Chicken? Well, I've-"

"No," I said, cutting him off, "How many times have you applied makeup before?"

For the first time that night, Evan looked rattled. "Uh..." He paused briefly. "...Um. Once or twice, I think..."

"Bullshit! This is not the job of a rank amateur fucking around with eyeliner for the first time," I shot back triumphantly, indicating my face. "Even I can tell that."

"Ok, fine! I've been turning into a girl at least once a week, every week, since freshman year of high school!" A blush spread over his face. I think this was the first time that I had ever seen him blush, but that was nothing compared to my reaction. My mouth dropped open in shock. I'd had no idea, despite the fact that we'd know each other since we were practically in diapers. How in the hell had I missed this? But more importantly…

"That hardly seems fair! There's no way for me to win if you've been doing this for the past seven years!" I put my hands on my hips and pouted.

Evan stared at me for a moment, then burst out laughing. I saw a few tears of relief in his eyes as well. "I never said the game would be fair, did I?" He said after he'd calmed down a bit. "Well, anyway... I guess what's next is up to you. You can give up and turn back or we can... play to a draw."

My heart started pounding in my chest, and my cute little cock throbbed happily between my legs. This is it. I'm really going to turn into a girl. I didn't even consider surrendering, a fact that completely escaped me at the time. The only thing I was thinking about was what it would be like to have a pussy between my legs instead of a penis. To feel a pair of breasts on my chest. And what it would be like to have sex as a woman.... I started to imagine Evan and I, our transformed bodies entwined, making love 'til morning…

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My hand was about to touch my sex when Evan coughed, bringing me back to reality. "I take it you're not planning on giving up?" He asked teasingly, grinning from ear to ear. I shook my head and smiled back at him.

I decided to change his shirt next. I wanted to see those gorgeous abs, damn it! First, his T-shirt began to compress, until it was completely skin-tight. At that point, I was so distracted by the impression his tummy made against the fabric that I nearly lost control of the spell. I somehow managed to restrain my raging hormones long enough to finish the transformation into a sports bra. Of course, since I was so entranced by the bare skin being revealed by the shrinking cloth, it happened agonizingly slowly. My own lust was edging me into a frenzy! The fabric of the changing shirt darkened and became more stretchy, until it was black spandex to match his tight shorts. The sleeves receded, exposing his upper arms and shoulders.

For the first time, I got a complete look at Evan's new form, and HOLY FUCK was I smitten. From the neck down he had the body of a gorgeous fitness model, toned but not ripped. I had sculpted him into my perfect fantasy lover, and by the massive erection that was straining against the tight biker shorts that I'd given him, I was well on the way to becoming his.

I had crawled halfway over to him in order to stroke those newly exposed abs of his, only to be snapped out of it by a soft finger under my chin. Evan delicately lifted my head and said, "Let's wait until we're finished, ok babe?" The gentle way he commanded me sent another spasm of desire through my body, and I moved back to await my next change.

I felt a tickling on my tummy as my own shirt began to recede. I couldn't help but giggle as the fabric slid upwards, exposing my belly to the air. Much like Evan, my sleeves disappeared as well. Unlike Evan, my shirt was turning white instead of black, and soon I was wearing a sexy little crop top with plenty of exposed midriff. Then I felt a gentle pressure slowly trace across my chest, and I realized that Evan was writing something. "I... can't... think... straight," I read out loud. The last word was written in rainbow lettering.

"That's right babe," Evan said, his voice low and seductive. "You're turning so fucking gay... I bet you can't imagine doing anything with that cock now, can you? Except stroking yourself off while you imagine burying your face in my sopping wet cunt."

I let out a little squeal of delight as he spoke. Before today, I had no idea it was possible to get so hot from words alone. The idea that I was becoming a horny lesbian slut was just so erotic that I practically came right then. This time, Evan didn't even try to stop me as one hand went to my tiny cock, and another went to my nipples. In fact, I felt a little magic from him as he puffed them up for me, making them nice and sensitive. Rubbing my newly female nipples made me feel soooooooo fucking femme and girly! I could hear myself moaning like a pornstar in my newly female voice, and that only made me hotter!

I heard a sound, and I realized that it was Evan groaning as he started to stroke himself off as well. We pumped our cocks in sync, getting closer and closer. With a scream of pleasure, my tiny cock spurted out an equally tiny amount of cum. I was surprised to see it hit the rune and evaporate into thin air. The same thing happened when Evan came. The most confusing thing was that I was just as pent up as before! My stubby little cock was still insistently tenting my miniskirt, while Evan's was poking out of his black shorts.

"It's part of the rune..." Evan said, still panting after our furious masturbation session. "To make sure we don't get tired while the game is still on."

"Jeez... you know way too much perverted magic!" I said, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Oh, don't act like you don't love it, you dirty little slut," He teased, which made my cock twitch again. "Mmm, that reminds me..." I felt a small weight form on my belly button as a diamond piercing appeared and dangled from my navel. I'd always thought they looked very sexy on girls, and now I had one of my own! Two more little weights appeared on my ears, and I looked to the side to see a pair of diamond studs in them.

"Hey, you just did two transformations in a row!" I said, just realizing.

"Well, I was going to do it as part of the last transformation, but you got so aroused at the thought of turning into a slutty gay girl that I had to wait until you were finished diddling yourself, " He said with a laugh.

"Hmph!" I huffed, looking away and pouting.

I was really looking forward to this next change. How much sexier would it be to be teased by Evan with a husky contralto? I couldn't wait to find out! I eagerly cast the spell and watched as his Adam's apple disappeared. A few seconds later, the change was finished.

"Well, what do you think?" Evan said, and I practically swooned at the sensual voice coming out of him. Just hearing that sultry tone made my pulse quicken.

"Ummm... Wow," I breathed. "Damn... That's amazing. Totally worth waiting for."

"Mmmm... I don't think I've ever had a voice like this before..." He noticed the expression of lust on my face and added, "Should be fun!"

"There's not much left to change on you," Evan said, looking eager. "Are you ready for the fun stuff?"

"Oh, hell yes!!" I squeaked excitedly. Evan didn't need any more invitation than that. I felt the changes start at my feet and move their way upwards. My calves became shapely and slender and my thighs became slightly thicker. I felt my butt plump up a bit, which had the added bonus of making my thong floss my cheeks even harder than before, not to mention pushing my miniskirt into even more obscene territory. My hips widened into deliciously feminine proportions, while my waist narrowed, giving me a classic hourglass silhouette any fashion magazine would kill for. I felt slightly disappointed as Evan conspicuously avoided my chest to focus on my arms and shoulders, trimming and slimming them. Then it was over, and I was once again taking my sweet time ogling my reflection in the mirror.

Evan waited patiently for me to finish. He was enjoying his handiwork; I saw him brazenly stroking his cock, eyes glued to my ass. The thought that I was turning him on just as much as he was turning me on was immensely erotic. I felt an urge to show off for him, to tease him, to make him cum while staring at my delicious little femboy body. Fuck, I was totally turning into an exhibitionist! I reached around with both hands and slowly lifted my skirt to reveal my newly jiggly ass. Was I really about to shake my ass for my best friend while he furiously pumped his cock, imagining doing unspeakable things to my nubile body?! Fuck yes, I was! It seemed so wrong, yet so unbelievably delicious all at the same time! All thoughts of self consciousness vanished as I reveled in the feeling of raw sensuality! I wiggled, shimmied, and bounced my pert ass, the moans of Evan's sultry new voice echoing throughout the room. I hooked my fingers under my panties and pulled them down over my butt, before letting them fall to the ground. I kicked them aside, knowing full well that I wouldn't be needing them for the rest of the night. The sight of my naked, jiggling ass was too much for Evan, and with a scream of lust he exploded for the second time that night, spraying a huge load that evaporated on contact with the rune, just like before.

"Fucking hell... you are one naughty little bitch, aren't you?" Evan gasped. His dick remained rock hard inside his shorts, the magic of the rune preventing even the slightest ounce of lust from escaping.

"Fuck yeah!" I replied, shaking my ass some more before pulling my skirt back down over my bottom.

There wasn't really that much left to do. Evan's face was pretty feminine to begin with, and I kind of liked it anyway. Still there were a few changes I could make. I rounded off his jaw, shrank his nose slightly, and made his eyes sharper.

"So, this is your fantasy girl?" Evan said, admiring his changed face in the mirror. "I'm flattered that her face looks so much like my male face."

Hearing Evan talk about his male face made me curious. "So, um... when you're a girl... do you have a different name?"

He giggled. "I sure do! I go by Serena. Honestly, I've been turning myself into a girl so much lately that I wouldn't mind if you called me that all the time."

I smiled inwardly. Hearing her says that confirmed something I'd suspected for a while. Not to mention the look of joy on her face when I replied, "No problem, Serena!"

I didn't spend much time thinking about that though. The anticipation of finally growing boobs filled my heart with excitement beyond compare. There was nothing else in the world that mattered except how big Serena would make them, and how good it would feel to grow them. She giggled as I eagerly pulled the tiny top she'd given me over my head and tossed it aside.

"Somebody's excited," Serena teased. She leaned in closer and whispered seductively, "How about you turn around and I do the transformation manually?"

My heart fluttered as she said that, and without hesitation I turned around and raised my arms, allowing her access to my teeny boobs. I felt a wonderful thrill run through me as she ran her fingertips lightly along my skin. Wait... had she shrunk her nails back down? Well, they probably got in the way during stuff like this. So that's what she meant! Her touch felt electric, and my nipples stiffened instantly beneath her delicate caresses. Then I felt a tingle flow from her palms into my chest, and within moments I began swelling. At first it was subtle, almost imperceptible. It didn't take long for it to start in earnest though, the new flesh slowly filling her hands. The sensation was incredible! The feeling of growing tits, combined with the ministrations of Serena's nimble fingers sent waves of sheer bliss coursing throughout my entire being! I felt my teeny little cock twitch up and down, begging for attention. 'Don't worry,' I thought to myself 'Soon enough you'll get to become a pussy and have all the attention you deserve!' If anything, that only made it more aroused!

Meanwhile, my breasts were still growing. I took to comparing the sizes they were to different fruits. Lemons, apples, oranges... and all the while Serena groped and fondled them lovingly. It took me a little while after that to notice that they'd stopped growing; I was too distracted by Serena's enthusiastic treatment of my budding bosom. It didn't help that she'd been talking dirty to me the whole time too. "Doesn't that feel amazing? To feel your cute little boobies swell up bigger and bigger, while having your dream girl squeeze them like this? I bet you can't wait to feel me suckle them either, like they were made for. Mmmmm... Yes..." My body trembled with delight as she pinched and squeezed, rolling each nipple gently between thumb and forefinger.

After another few minutes of this, Serena finally let go, and I got to see my breasts properly for the first time. They were slightly smaller than I expected, but they complemented my petite frame perfectly. My erect nipples looked delightfully lewd poking out from my boobs, and I couldn't help but do a bit of groping of my own.

The sight of movement in the mirrors caught my eye. I turned around to see Serena pulling off her tight shorts to let her rock hard cock spring free. She grinned at me and said, "Trust me, there's no better feeling in the world than the sensation of your cock shrinking between your fingers!" With that she grabbed it with both hands and started masturbating vigorously. I took that as my cue to begin her final transformation. Honestly, I was almost as excited as she was!

Serena moaned lustfully as I focused the rune on her crotch. Immediately, her penis and testicles started shrinking as she pumped away frantically. "Ahhh~ Fuck yes! Get rid of my cock! Oh, fuck yes! Give me a pussy!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as her dick shrunk further and further. Soon she was only using one hand to stroke it, then a couple of fingers, until it had shrunk down into a tiny little nub of a clit. Her other hand had gone to her scrotum, which was rapidly deflating. Then it split in half, forming new labia while revealing the deepening tunnel that was to become her pussy. "Yes... Yes... YES!" She screamed as she fucked herself with her fingers, moaning with pleasure as her cunt expanded to accommodate them. Then, with a final thrust of her fingers deep inside her twitching pussy, she came with a loud cry.

She collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily. There was a serenely happy smile on her face..

"Wow," I said simply. "That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen."

"Mmmmm...." She purred. "Just wait until it happens to you! You're going to love it!"

My cock throbbed with desire as Serena picked herself back up off the ground. The fact that it was the hardest it had ever been while on the verge of turning into a vagina was ironic. Or something. Copying Serena, I pulled my skirt off and tossed it to the side, leaving me wearing nothing but the slutty heels that she'd given me.

"Are you ready, babe?" Serena asked.

"Fuck, I don't think I ever been more ready than anything in my life!" It was true. If you had told me this morning that my best friend would be turning me into his... her slutty fantasy girl, and that it would be the hottest thing I'd ever experienced, I would have said you were crazy. Now here I was, naked but for a pair of heels, spreading my legs while waiting for her to complete my transformation into a woman!

Serena wasn't done teasing me. "Look at you. A few hours ago you were a man. Now you're a slutty little femboy begging me to get rid of your cock. Isn't that right?"

My eyes practically rolled back into my head when she said those words! "Yes! Do it! Make me a woman!" I begged.

"Good girl." Serena said simply.

I just about came then and there. Being called a girl for the first time sent sparks shooting up and down my spine, making every cell in my body come alive with arousal! God, this was so fucking hot! And it was happening to me!

A second later Serena fired up the rune, and my final transformation began. My tiny cock didn't have much mass to lose, but it still felt incredible as it slowly shrank away. The sensations built higher and higher as the nerve endings clustered closer and closer together. After a minute or two of trembling ecstasy, the last of my cock slipped between my fingers and disappeared altogether. In its place stood my cute little clit, all slippery and eager for her first dalliance with Serena. My scrotum shriveled up as I felt what must be my new vagina begin to burrow into my body, stretching wider and deeper. It was an incredible feeling, like the petals of a flower opening to expose their beauty. I eagerly slid my fingers inside my new pussy.

"Oh, fuck yes!" I screamed, shivering with delight as the warm wet folds enveloped them greedily. "So... fucking... good!"

I fucked myself with wild abandon, reveling in the sensual delight of becoming female. Every inch of my newfound womanhood felt perfect as my fingers slid in and out again and again. I could feel something building inside me. My breathing became ragged and rapid as the wave grew larger and stronger. I was so close!

Then it hit me. My pussy spasmed uncontrollably as waves upon waves of pure, unbridled rapture surged through me. I wasn't sure if it was because of the rune, Serena's skill with transformation, or simply because I was just so fucking horny, but it was unlike any orgasm I'd ever experienced before. Each contraction drew another lusty moan from my lips, which added fuel to the fire raging across my insides. Finally, after several seconds of agonizing pleasure, the tsunami subsided and I fell backwards, gasping for breath.

"Oh, my..." I said faintly, basking in the afterglow. "I'm a girl!"

"Mmmm... That's right, babygirl," Serena cooed. "You are 100% woman. What do you want to call yourself?"

"Call me Alice, cause I'm in fucking Wonderland right now!" I laughed happily.

"Alice it is!" Serena agreed enthusiastically. She got to her feet and offered me a hand, helping me up. For the first time, I got to really appreciate the difference in our heights. Seeing her tower over me like that made me weak at the knees! Our eyes met, and it seemed like all the pent up desire for each other we'd been dancing around all night erupted in that moment.

A second later we were leaping into each other's arms, and another second later we were making out passionately. Our tongues danced against each other, exploring every inch of each other's mouths. I could feel her soft breasts pressing up against mine, sending a delicious thrill up my spine. This is what I'd been fantasizing about for ages; a tall, strong girl taking me in her arms and having her way with me! I was in heaven!

After a few minutes of this, I decided to indulge in another fantasy of mine. I slowly kissed my way down Serena's body, first to her neck, then down to her chest(stopping a moment to take one of her nipples into her mouth). I admit I spent a nice long time trailing kisses down those gorgeous abs of hers, before I finally dropped to her knees in front of her sopping wet pussy.

"Ooooh... yeah... Go ahead, Ali... eat me... make me cum..." Serena gasped softly, writhing under my tongue as I hungrily licked her slit. I let out a moan of lust as she gently pressed her hands to the back of my head, urging me onward. All thoughts left my mind as I began worshiping her pussy with everything that I had!

"Oh fuck, you're good at this! I should have done this years ago... Ahhhhhh!!" Serena wailed as my tongue pushed itself past her outer labia and plunged deeply into her cunt, dragging out a string of muffled curses from her. "Fuuuuck yeahhhh!! SUCK MY CUNT ALI!!" Her hips bucked wildly beneath me as her voice rose to a high-pitched squeal. She started to spasm, and soon my face was flooded with her juices. I lapped them all up greedily as she continued to climax, her throaty moans echoing through the room.

Serena stroked my hair lovingly as she slowly wound down. "You're amazing..." She cooed. "My hot little gay slut." She giggled at the whimper of pleasure that elicited from me. "Well... since you serviced me so nicely, how would you like me to return the favor? Do you want me to eat you out, orrrr...." I heard the sound of a drawer opening, and a harness and strap-on flew into her hand.

The look in my eyes told her everything. Serena smiled wickedly as she stepped into the harness and pulled it up snugly against her body. I stared at the big fake cock, mesmerized, as it bobbed in front of me.

I wondered why I found such a thing so incredibly erotic. If the genders were reversed, if there was an actual man standing there with an actual penis, I would have been revolted. So why was my mouth watering at the thought of sucking it? Why did my heart start hammering madly in my chest as I imagined it sliding into my eager pussy?

My lust-addled brain didn't feel like dwelling on those thoughts though. I opened my mouth, and Serena slid the dildo gently between my lips. Staring up at her, sucking happily on her nice thick cock was almost as arousing as going down on her had been. Of course, she knew exactly the right words to tease me with.

"You're an eager little slut, aren't you? You look soooo sexy kneeling there, your mouth wrapped tightly around my shaft. Mmm... Just wait until you feel it pounding inside you, filling that slutty little pussy of yours up till you scream." I moaned as I bobbed up and down on the big rubber dick, savoring the fullness within me. My cheeks flushed red as she spoke, but it felt too damn good! I couldn't stop!

"Is my hot little lezzie undergoing a sexual awakening? Are you starting to realize that you're a dirty little lesbo slut?" She asked, stroking my hair. "Let go of all those silly boyish notions and embrace who you truly are deep down inside. Your inner lesbian wants to get nasty with me tonight, doesn't she?" My blush intensified as I nodded rapidly. "Good girl. We'll save that for later, but for right now, suck the hell out of my cock!"

I sucked harder as she urged me on, my hands on her butt. She started to thrust her hips, and it was at that moment I realized she'd declined to give me a gag reflex. After about a minute of this she yanked the dildo out of my mouth abruptly.

"Are you ready to get your cherry popped? To feel a girl's big fake cock pumping into you for the very first time? To feel every bit of masculinity fucked out of you, leaving nothing but a slutty little lesbian behind?" Serena asked.

"Yesssss!!" I cried joyfully. I spun around, got on all fours, and presented my sopping wet pussy to her. Thanks to the mirrors, I got to watch as she came up behind me and grabbed my hips firmly. I shivered as she gently teased my pussy lips with the tip of her cock. Slowly, steadily, she pressed forward until the bulbous head slid past my lower lips, entering my virgin hole. There was no pain; only intense pleasure as the warm rubber stretched open my tight pussy. Once it was fully hilted inside me, she gripped my hips tighter and began to thrust in earnest. The initial penetration had been a slow, gentle thing, but the next few strokes were anything but. I moaned in delight as Serena started to fuck me.

It felt even better than I'd dared hope. As Serena pounded away at my tight little snatch, my whole being lit up. This is what I'd been fantasizing about for ages; A strong dominant woman having her wicked way with me. I just never imagined I would be a girl while she did it! It was as if some brand new part of me was coming alive. From deep in my core, it truly felt as if every drop of maleness was being purged from me, replaced by feminine urges and desires. Like I was shedding layers of skin, peeling off the mask of "boy" that I wore for so many years. With every thrust, more of the old me faded further away, leaving the essence of my true self: A slutty, submissive lesbian!

She kept pumping relentlessly, driving the big fake cock in and out of my pussy faster and harder with each passing second. I pushed myself back onto her cock, wanting to feel every inch of it buried deep inside me. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw a panting, moaning, lezzie slut getting fucked hard by a gorgeous, raven haired goddess . But most importantly, I was seeing ME! Not Jason any more - he was gone forever. Alice was here now, experiencing a new world for the very first time. And it was glorious beyond measure.

"Fuck yes... Oh god, oh shit... YESSSS!" I screamed as I came powerfully, shuddering through an earth shattering release. My entire body shook, quaking beneath the force of the orgasmic flood rushing through me. The rune which had been absorbing the force of our orgasms the whole night finally overloaded in an explosion of rainbow sparks, and we both fell to the floor, utterly spent.

"That... was... amazing..." I panted once I caught my breath again.

"Yea..." All the magic and sex that we'd been doing was finally catching up to us without the sustaining power of the rune. I put my arms around Serena's neck as she lifted me up into a princess carry. I felt so soft and light in her arms as she carried me to her bedroom, and we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

***

The first thing I noticed when I woke up the next afternoon was the mess of blonde hair plastered to my face. Everything about last night came rushing back. Serena was still asleep, so I gently disentangled myself from her and padded softly over to the bathroom.

I stared at the disheveled beauty in the mirror. Was this really me? Now that I wasn't addled by lust, did I truly think of myself like this? And the answer was: Yes. I felt no urge to transform back into Jason. None. I was completely and utterly content in this body. I was a woman. The thought made my breath catch in my throat.

"Holy shit.... I'm a woman!" I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as the realization washed over me. It seemed incredible that yesterday I had thought of myself as a man. Serena's little game had changed my life forever.

***

I was making scrambled eggs when a naked freckly redhead emerged from Serena's bedroom.

"It's me." She said sleepily. “This is um... what I usually look like."

I smiled at her. She was a lot like Evan: skinny, but not quite as tall. I still got that comfortable feeling of security from her presence.

"I see you haven't changed back," she said, a grin spreading across her face.

"Yup, I might stay like this for a while. Or forever." I grinned back.

Serena glanced at the scrambled eggs sizzling in the pan. "Damn. That has got to be a record."

I tilted my head, confused.

"Oh, nothing..." She said, still smiling.

I got up the courage to ask her the question that was really on my mind. "So... um... Why...?"

"Why didn't I tell you that I'm a girl?" She sighed heavily. "I haven't told anyone outside my family yet. To be honest, I spent a long time convincing myself that this was just a weird fetish."

"And um... How did you know that I was a girl?" I said, blushing slightly.

"I didn't," she said with a giggle. "I had an inkling, that's all. I made up that game to see if it would pan out. I had no idea you'd be cumming your brains out on my strap-on after a single match!"

I blushed a little deeper, a pleasurable tingle forming between my legs as I remembered last night.

"Oh... and... um... Serena?" I said, staring shyly at the ground.

"Hmm?"

"I love you." And she pulled me into a kiss.

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