chapter 1 - hot and bothered

I couldn’t believe it; my wish had finally been answered! For the longest time I had wished to be a woman. I had often wondered whether my addition to curvaceous hips and round breasts was simply testosterone but now that I had these features myself, I knew it was not. I hugged my breasts and smiled. This was the happiest moment of my life.

Just the other day, I had been without purpose, with no hope for my present nor future situation. I had been a large guy, pushing 400 pounds, and even as a senior at college, I had never achieved anything nor made friends with anyone. Well, that’s not entirely correct. I did win that one pie eating contest. And what was the prize for that? Public humiliation.

Then I met Gray. He was a strange man, probably in his forties with a grey black stubble and greasy hair. He wore all black and his eyes were a dull grey, as if he were blind, though from our interaction, I knew he was not. I met him at a bar. I was all alone in the corner, just finished my third meal, when he came up to me and out of absolutely nowhere said, “I can make you a woman.” My jaw dropped of course for I had never told anyone about my desire, and due to being caught so off guard, I bought it, and boy am I happy I did.

I asked him a couple of questions but in the end, it all came down to a deal. He would make me a woman for $10,000. I was skeptical of course, so he changed his own form into a stunning blonde bombshell right in front of my eyes. He then turned back and, sporting a large grin, said, “Believe me now?” I then rushed to the bank, telling him to stay put, and withdrew about half my entire savings. He told me that I would lose no part of myself. It would be as if I had always been a girl, yet I would maintain my memories, characteristics, and personality. He then appeared behind me and held out his hand. I gave the money without a second thought.

And now here we are.

I stared at the woman looking back at me in the mirror. My heart was beating fast, my long was in a mess over my shoulders. My long hair… and rode my smooth fingers through the silky blonde strands, closing my eyes as I felt my hands run through it like water. My hands followed my hair until they reached my chest. I clasped onto my boobs and squeezed, squealing in delight as a tingle rushed through my body. They were not the largest boobs in the world, probably B cup, but they were mine. I had never touched a woman’s breasts until now, and they were all mine.

After stroking my breasts for a moment, I stopped, not wanting to wet my panties already. My hands fell down to my toned stomach. There was hardly any fat and indeed I could even feel the hint of abs. It was very surreal seeing as I have had a massive gut for my entire life before now.

My hands continued down until they reached my ass. And what an ass it was. It was large and juicy, with a sexy wiggle to it as I turned. I gave it a slap, sending a ripple. God, if I was still a guy, I would want to rail that.

Brought speechless by how sexy I was, I began striking flirtatious poses. I was just drop dead gorgeous. My face just accentuated that. It was round yet slim and had cute little dimples. My eyes were a piercing blue and teeth as white as snow. And this was without makeup.

Makeup? I worriedly realized that though I was a girl, I had no idea how to act as one. I thought for a moment and scanned the room. I saw a vanity stand on the other side with a large array of makeup on it. Confidently yet cautiously, I walked over. To my joy, as I picked up the mascara, it was as if I had been doing it my whole life. After not long, I looked back up at the mirror and almost fainted. I made Margot Robbie look like a 5. Everything about me was perfect. I was perfect.

I fumbled my hand over the desk, looking what else I might find. I noticed a bright pink purse, with a golden chain hanging off it. On it in small print was the word Gucci. So, I was both hot and rich. I just couldn’t believe my luck. I opened it up to find a Driver’s License with the name ‘Serra Green’. Interesting… I had the same last name, so I guess my family was the same too. I saw that I was 21, 5’7” and 120 pounds, less than a third of what I had previously been. Continuing my search, I found a student ID which said I still went to the same university and was still a senior, but that I was pursuing a degree in cinematic arts. It also said I was in the Kappa Kappa Gamma sorority.

I smiled and leant back, basking in the moment when I heard a knock at the door. At that moment, I realized I didn’t even know where I was. I horridly put my clothes back on, which I apparently was a natural at too, and went to open the door.

I opened it to find only a box lying on the ground. I took one glance around, shrugged, then headed back into my room. I placed the box on the table curious as to what it might be and opened it. Inside, to my surprise, was a large box of protean bars. As I stood there stumped, I heard my belly growl with hunger.

And I thought to myself, one wouldn’t hurt.