Back to Where It All Began Alt (TG, Story is Desc)

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Edited 8/10/23, As usual, the picture was made using novel ai (i only did the writing). This Ivy's fifth story and her fifth TG story. The story is told from Lily' POV and in first person as these were what the original version was told with. As stated in the last post and the title, this is an alternative story for the request/gift part 2 that I posted last week. I chose to do this as I wanted to do a story in which Lily developed feelings for her friend who transformed her in the first part, but a result which was completely different from the other part. I thought it could be interesting to write a "what if" story so to speak. I kept the POV and the person the same from the original as I wanted the story to still make some sense and to do it similarly to how I did A New Master Part 2 and Part 2 Alternative. You don't technically need to read the original part 2 to understand this part though obviously you will need to read part 1 as it gives the extra info about Lily and the reasoning behind the initial transformation outside what is told here. Final/Important Notes, I hope you'll enjoyed this series as much I as did writing it. The next story is still undecided between three separate characters instead of the two I mentioned last time though it will most likely be an absorption though a TG is possible. Regardless I hope you'll have a great week and I'll hopefully see everyone next time.
Link to Part 1- Where it All Started (TG, Story in Desc.)
Link to Part 2 Original- Back to Where it All Began (Abs. Story in Desc.)
Story-
        My life had been turned upside down, so to speak; about eight months ago, I had completely and utterly changed into a woman though one who was extremely beautiful. Regardless of how I now looked, it was incidental; I had told my friend I wanted to lose some of my extra weight, and he purchased clothing for me from a well-known shop in town, and the rest is history. He did help me get quickly acclimated to my new life, and I gained a new name out of it. My parents changed my name to Lily as my old one was a bit too masculine for the new feminine form I now take, and the name fits my pure-like appearance with me really having little experience with my new body.

          In general, this new life was relatively terrible as far as other people were concerned, outside my family and his, who were wonderful to me as they had treated me no differently than before. With other people, on the other hand, it seems people were made aware of the situation rather quickly, and this led people to isolate me; this was mainly seen when I tried to speak with other people; they would frequently walk away from me, saying mumbling terrible things. I would also get weird glances from people here and there, especially from women though sometimes from men as well, with them mostly saying I was weird for changing into a different person and to stay away from me like I had a disease I could transmit to other people.

    There was really only one person who stood with me over the past eight months, he was a great help in dealing with other people, and he also gave me the attention I was lacking from others. Our families did a lot together, with us all going to see the movies a couple of times or maybe picnicking though most of those times, we were mostly around each other more often than not. I enjoyed every moment of our time together, especially after we went to a festival together or when he helped me with my studies at the cost of his own. Over time this enjoyment turned into something else; being around him was definitely the catalyst for my eventual falling for him. I wasn’t exactly sure if he felt the same way or not though there appeared to be a decent chance our feelings were mutual; however, he never admitted to any such things. There was also something else eating him from the inside; I could tell he was still feeling the effects of transformation as he was the initiator of it, though, as previously stated, it was a complete accident. I believe he wants me to forgive him for causing my transformation and potentially ruining my life in the process; however, to me, there was nothing to forgive as I didn’t blame him for the incident, and even though life has had its ups and downs, I didn’t dislike the life I ended up especially as without it happening, maybe the love I feel wouldn’t have taken shape.

          Regardless, this leads to the current circumstances; my friend and I made plans for the weekend to meet at my house for a workout, which was slightly unusual as he usually didn’t like coming over to my house, probably as it reminded him of the part incident and he probably wanted to forget about it. This didn’t bother me, and I didn’t care where we met as long as we were together in some form, as being with him was eventually what mattered to me, especially after my romantic feelings developed. This led to a strange situation as I passed the clothing shop on my way home, which also happened to be the shop he went to on the fateful day. The shop wasn’t busy in the slightest as I looked around, a specific thought happened to drift into my mind, my transformation was caused by something here; I wonder if I can directly cause a transformation in him by using something here as the catalyst for it. I licked my lips in anticipation as I strangely thought; I know it was accidental, but I wonder if making him pay for it by becoming one as well will make things better between us and if my feelings for him will change if we’re the same sex. Oh, there’s also the potential for me to mold his from how I would like; what a wonderful idea it would be to do so.

          Eventually, I ended up buying a new set of workout clothes for my friend; this ended up working out for me as I remembered him complaining recently about his current workout clothing needing to be replaced. The only part about them he might not like about it is the pink color of the clothing; however, this will most likely not end up not being an issue as he never shied away from accepting gifts from me, even ones he didn’t necessarily like thought this was probably out of consideration for me. Regardless, I let him know I got a new set of clothing for him and I would see him tomorrow morning as planned, with me receiving a message shortly after saying thanks and all right. The thoughts from before continued to drift in and out of the front of my mind for the rest of the day, making me slightly excited for tomorrow and the incident which would potentially happen.

          I ended up waking up a bit earlier than I had initially anticipated, though, to be fair; this wasn’t a terrible thing to happen, with the benefits for this outweighing any negatives which could arise as an effect of me waking up early. I ate breakfast as usual with my family. This time wasn’t terrible though my mind was zeroed in on making today as wonderful as it could be for me, even at the cost of something else. After breakfast, I got ready to go to the basement, which also was the family’s workout area. This area was pretty large, all things considered, and there was a lot of equipment in the room because of my parents’ beliefs in health which also happened to be the main reason behind my family and his becoming somewhat close net as both families shared similar beliefs in the health aspect.

          When I entered the workout area, I thought it won’t be long until the incident comes full circle with us being back where it all began. I initially wanted to work out a little before he got here though this ended up not being possible as he walked down here not too long after I had come down here. We exchanged pleasantries as usual, though before we began anything, I gave him the new clothing and told him to go put it on; he initially looked somewhat cautious though I also knew he trusted me and my judgment about things, as a result of these factors he went to go put on the new clothing. This was rather fast, only taking about three minutes to put on the clothing I got him. This allowed us to begin the initial stages of the workout, starting with the pre-workout and the beginnings of what was to come.

          This started out well though I noticed him blushing a bit as we moved around, presumably as he was embarrassed to wear pink as it wasn’t exactly seen as masculine though it’s also not like he would have to worry about it for much longer. After our pre-workout was completed, I asked him, “I know it’s slightly embarrassing for you to wear pink, but I need you to deal with it for a little longer, but can you turn around for me?”

          He looked somewhat curious about why I was asking him to turn around though he eventually did so; he’s only a little way away until he can become his true self; let’s get this started, I thought as I took the short walk over to him. When I reached him, I gently wrapped my arms around his back to his front, and before I started anything else, I said, “I do care for you dearly; you’ve been a great help in helping me deal with life associated with this new form.”

          “Good to hear. Now why did you ask me to turn around?’ he asked while sounding somewhat nervous.

          “For the next part of this to go smoothly, I need you to be like this,” I told him before starting the process of transforming my friend into something new and his aforementioned new beautiful self.

          To get the process underway, I started to massage his chest area; after all, in order to be a complete female, this is one of the main things which need to be done first. I gently massaged the area, going in a circular motion, and almost immediately, I felt a reaction from his body as the area softened rather quickly as a direct response to my touching him. As I continued to massage the area, I felt soft feminine fat slowly flow from within his body to the small mounds on his chest, with the effect of forcing the area to expand into a new feminine shape. As his chest grew in size, the newly forming breasts absorbed any body hair or other unsightly blemishes made over. The muscle he had developed over the last several years was quickly being converted into soft fat for his growing breasts, and at least some of it flowed upward into the chest area to help the area grow in size.  As the massaging continued, his chest slowly grew larger as more fat was pushed into the area, and eventually, his growing breasts slowly gained a slight bob to them, saying exactly how large his chest was becoming with me thinking, it's almost there, I wonder how much longer this will go on until his bosom is the right size.

As I continued to massage the area, I noted the massaging worked wonders for bust size; his breast increased in size rather quickly, starting off at small a-cups, then quickly to b-cups, next to c-cups, and finally to d-cup though I might have gone a bit too far as his bosom ended up even larger than mine on the larger end of d-cups though this wasn’t a terrible thing to happen as his new breasts felt unbelievably soft to the touch and they were definitely sensitive as he started to make a little noise as I felt around the area checking my work. The upper part of his outfit was doing a decent job of holding up his new breasts, though as I noted this, I saw it quickly convert itself to a sports bra, much more befitting of his new voluptuous bosom as it revealed a decent amount of his luxurious curves.

          When I was satisfied with my friend’s new bosom, I moved to the next step of his transformation. I started to massage his shoulders with the end goal of forcing them inward. This ended up taking little time to do as I was able to force them to creak inward in about a minute; this, in effect, brought a decent amount of emphasis to his lovely new bosom though I wasn’t done with adding emphasis to his bountiful bosom. I then moved on to his spine; I touched his vertebrae to cause his body to gain a feminine arch, not only because it’s what women normally have but also to bring more of the aforementioned emphasis to his chest. This would bring attention to his much larger chest area whenever anyone would inevitably look at him, though; this was intentional as I wanted his body to look the part of a beautiful lady, and this was a good start to this. I then noted this took about as long as the shoulders did, and by the end, not only did he have an arch, but he also lost a decent amount of height though he was still somewhat taller than me; though, to be fair he was taller than me even before my transformation so this wasn’t surprising.

          After the last changes were completed, I then moved to change his neck and face to suit the person he was becoming. I forced his neck to slim down, resulting in him gaining an extremely womanly voice; this seemed to work well as his voice was completely female after only a few seconds of his neck slimming. I was satisfied with this recent change, and I noted his voice was a few octaves higher than my own. The changes are going well so far; I wonder what kind of person he will end up being by the end of this. I thought as I began to move to change his face into a more suitable shape.

    His face was the next part of his body I changed with me, starting with his lips and nose. I reached over to the front of him again, and I gently tapped his lips a few times until I felt them puff up a bit into a more feminine shape; I did the same to his nose, but until it shrank down to a small button with a similar effect of his nose’s new appearance happening as a result like what happened to his lips moments before. I then moved onto his hair and shaped the rest of his face. I massaged the top of his head to coax his hair to grow out, and I rubbed his face with my other hand to continue its feminization. The changes to his hair went somewhat quickly, with his hair growing out to about the bottom of his back at full extension, with it also being a light or olive green color instead of its normal black color. As I worked on continuing the changes to his quickly feminizing face, I noted a black hair ribbon had appeared in his hair, styling it into a ponytail and giving us similar hairstyles. The rest of his face was changed shortly after this, with his face losing all the blemishes it might have had, becoming soft to the touch with his eyes changing as well. His eyes changed to a loving pink color, with his eyelashes extending and curving into a more feminine-like appearance. This gave his face a feminine look and one more suited to the person he would inevitably become.

          After his face was completely changed, I moved on to changing his arms and hands though there wasn’t much to change about them as they had started to change a bit earlier, presumably while his face had shifted. I rubbed on his arms a bit to force them to become more feminine, which worked well enough; by the end, he had decently soft arms, with them also being hairless, adding to their soft-like appearance. His hands had been changed decently enough by the time I had reached them; they were much smaller than they were at the start, appearing somewhat fragile looking. This is going smoothly so far; I still have a lot of work to do until his form is complete, I once again thought to myself before moving on to the next part.

          I then moved on to changing the rest of his frame into an hourglass shape, starting with his waist. I applied a decent amount of force to the area, with the reaction being rather fast; his waist was forced inward, forcing some fat downward to his lower half and sideways onto his hips, allowing the area to expand a bit. I then massaged his hips to finish his frame, with them growing to childbearing proportions. With these changes done, he now had a well-shaped hourglass frame most women would be jealous of and one a tinge more feminine than my own. With his frame done, I debated on what to do next as his lower body still needed to be changed before eventually doing something I felt would end up causing a chain reaction for the rest of his form.

          I moved one of my hands into his shorts to try to forcibly change his sex into the female equivalent as I felt this could speed up the rest of the process by forcing the aforementioned chain reaction. I ended up correct enough about my little “prediction,” as I noticed a large reaction when I applied even a little bit of force to his sex; I saw him rub his thighs together, causing all the body hair to either fall off or be devoured by his thighs. As I continued to apply force to his sex, I heard my friend again start to make soft noises in his new feminine voice and continue to rub his thighs together. This caused his thighs to expand a little bit more with fat, and this effect only continued over time as the force on his sex continued to occur. Eventually, his sex changed past the no return, and I removed my hand from the area to start the rest of his lower body changes as I felt his sex should continue to change even with me not applying force to it.

          His thighs had thickened up quite nicely; however, they needed to be larger for his body to be the size I wanted it. So, in order to force them to expand further, I slid my hands up and down each thigh several times for each one to get the fat to move into the area and spread out; with the expansion of the area being my goal, this was successful as his thighs expanded to sexy proportions. His thighs were so big I couldn’t even wrap my fingers around them, denoting how womanly the area had become in a short period of time, and this gave his body the feminine curvature I was looking to give him. Wonderful, I wonder how thick he will become by the end of this though there’s really only one expansion left for his body to be what I desire it to be, I thought as I licked my lips in anticipation for the next changes.

    I then noted the rest of his changes appeared to progress due to the sex change moving close to completion, so I let go of his body to let the changes finish, though he was most likely a woman by this point or, as stated, close enough to be considered one. Her butt started to expand not too long before I let go of her body, and it quickly was being filled with soft feminine fat as the area moved closer to its final curvature; by the end of the expansion, her butt appeared extremely soft and peach-shaped, at least she’ll have a soft cushion to sit on when she sits on something, I thought to myself as watched her legs start to slim down to make a decent continuation for her curvaceous thighs. After this recent change to his quickly feminizing body, I noted her shorts had shifted to a tighter version of themselves, allowing me to see the contours of her butt and upper thighs decently well.

          After the next few minutes, her body had finished shifting and settled a bit, with the final change occurring to her shoes, as they shrunk down to a smaller size, becoming a green pair of sneakers to better match her other clothing changes, with her feet also shrinking to a smaller fragile size as a result. I backed away from her after a bit of standing in case she decided to turn around, which she did after a couple of seconds after moving away from her. When she turned around, she looked like she was going to cry a bit, though before she would even cry, she asked me, “Why did you do this to me?”

          “My dear, I wanted you to experience a new life as someone who also changed their sex,” I said to her.

          She looked at me, slightly confused, before I continued by saying, “The life you gave me all those months ago hasn’t been too bad with you here to help with things; I wanted to return the favor, so to speak, and look at yourself, you’re gorgeous if I say so myself.”

          She lifted one of her hands and placed it on her bosom before she asked, “Really, do you think so?”

          I walked back over to her, hugging her when I reached her before stating, “My dear, I care a lot about as I stated earlier before I started this, and in addition, I had loved you for a couple of months now, and I wanted to see if these feelings would remain even if the target of my affection changed completely.”

          She blushed at me before asking, “Well, how do you feel about my new form?”

          “Well, my dear, my feelings for you haven’t changed in the slightest, and I have a feeling you feel the same way about me. Am I right?” I asked her before kissing her on the cheek, as I already knew the answer.

          “Of course I do, and I have for a few months, though, to be fair, I thought I ruined your life when I accidentally transformed you,” she told me before returning my kiss on the cheek.

          “What you gave me as a result of the transformation was feelings I never thought I would ever have for someone, and this I’ll be forever thankful for, now dear, let’s go upstairs to take a shower to go out somewhere to get you some new clothes more fitting of your new female self.”

          I grabbed her hand with a light blush on my face, and I noted she had one on hers as well, and we walked together to do as I had told her moments ago, and while we walked up the stairs, I thought she’s as wonderful as I expected when I first began the process; I now have an even more wonderful life with a new beautiful girlfriend to boot. I don’t regret coming back to where it all began, as the results of this are wonderful, and I know she feels the same way.