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“I’m sorry Liz, I told him not to go in there.”
“You’re such a worry wart Robert, it’s fine.” Liz responded. “Actually, do you want to make it up to me?” At this I grew suspicious.
“What do I have to do exactly?”
“I want to see what this nail polish will do when you enter the room, how it will alter the transformation.”
“Transformation?!” I yelled.
“No no no, don’t worry, it’s only temporary. It’ll be fun!” Liz said, trying to calm me.
“So wait, what has he been turned in to?”
“Uh, you’ll see. In the meantime, you can make it up to me by letting me apply this nail polish!” Liz responded, dancing around the question.
“Why nail polish?”
“I dunno, seemed appropriate.”
“Ok, get it over with.” I surrendered. I did so partly because I felt guilty I let my friend go in there, and partly because I was curious about the transformation. Once the nail polish was applied, I entered the room. I didn’t really know what to expect, but I was still caught off guard. An extremely curvy girl was standing against the wall; her butt in particular looked amazingly round and smooth in those gym shorts. I felt myself immediately become flaccid, and the girl looked at me. There was lust in her eyes. I walked towards her and I began unzipping my pants. She took a deep breath, and I put my left hand on the wall and grabbed her ass with my right, causing her to moan. I would have continued to play with it, but I felt too sick. I moved my hand from her butt to the wall, and I leaned against her with my body, causing my erect penis to rub against her butt. I felt my stomach twist, and I struggled to keep my eyes open. I desperately wanted her, so I wrapped my hands around her waist, to keep her from moving while I regained focus. Focus never came though, and I felt my body twinge. I moved my hands up the front of her shirt and grabbed her boobs. She put her hands on top of mine, and squeezed my hands, which in turn, squeezed her breasts.
“Oh yes! Yes Robert!” She moaned. “Hey wait.” She stopped groping her breasts with my hands. “Shouldn’t you be changing too…?” She turned to look at me. “Was your skin always that smooth looking?” She asked me. I looked up and saw those amazing puffy lips and went it for the kiss. My hands were already on her bare back from when she turned around, so I pulled myself in closer. She accepted and kissed back passionately, but it was futile. I still felt extremely nauseous. She put her hands on the back of my head, and I felt my hair start to grow against them. She pulled away to look for a moment. “You’re blonde.” Oh. Why didn’t I realize? If he’s a girl because of the room, I’ll become a girl too. Sweet. I’ve always wanted to see two girls make out in real life, so now’s my chance. I get to participate too. I felt my nipples start to burn, and I felt breasts emerging from behind them. I tip toed closer, and pressed our boobs together. They hadn’t stopped growing, so they pushed us apart with every second they continued to grow. We parted lips for a moment and looked down. My shirt had changed from a filthy gym shirt to a black and white sweater, with a red and gray shirt underneath. I almost pondered why, but she pushed our breasts together again, and the sight of it caused me to cum a little bit. I looked behind me to see my butt expanding against a rising black skirt. I felt it become heavier and heavier, so I moved her arms down, and looked in to her eyes. They were even more lust filled than before. I winked, and I felt her grab my expanding ass. She began lifting it up and down, playing with it. “Do you like that, Rebecca?” She asked. I was going to say ‘fuck yeah’, when I felt my penis start to shrivel up. I felt my erection soften, and I felt a vagina start to form behind it with a tearing sensation. With a loud slurp, my penis disappeared in to the new crevice. My new girlfriend imitated the slurp sound with her mouth, and began kissing me again. My lips became swollen, or at least, it felt like it. She bit my lip. She moaned. “Nice and full.” I felt all the hair on my body fall to the floor, and my hands and feet became smaller, dainty. Rings appeared on my fingers with a shine. “Wow Rebecca, you look fancy.”
“So the nail polish works, your clothes changed.” Liz said, surprising both of us. She left me and I leaned against the wall and put my hand over my head. We acted like we weren’t doing anything, but we knew we had already been caught. “That was a very sexy performance girls, how about we all go to my room? I have a queen sized bed.” She said, winking.
Flaccid means hanging loosely, AKA the opposite of erect.