My mom said I couldn'tand I behaved like a spoiled brat and ranted and raved until she finallyagreed. "My cousin lent me one of her dresses and I wore...it to church and allthe rest of the day."It was only when we had to go home that I put back my own clothes. Iasked my mom if I could wear dresses at home and after a few weeks of mybeing a pain in the ass she agreed and bought me some girls' things at athrift shop."Within a year I was wearing dresses more than pants. Within two years Iwas wearing. It lies on a slab, made up of cold dead skin instead of the new body you would hope. You struggle against the magical current pulling you down into the necrotic blob on the table.Your world goes black as you settle unwillingly into your new host. Immediately, all of your previous knowledge and memories turn to mush. Just to be replaced with the constant low buzz of the sense that something is incorrect. Something is deeply wrong with what is happening to you.The sense comes into your new limbs. We kissed and I licked the sweat from her face and breasts and then we both collapsed into sleep. The next morning she was obviously still feeling randy as I awoke to feel her juicy mouth licking and sucking my erect prick. I don’t know how long she had been doing that – but I know I was close to exploding. Whilst it was not that unusual for her to suck my cock – it normally involved us having a shower first as she only liked it if my prick was fresh and clean –This time she was obviously. Ikept attending school and working for the bookie, while at the same timethe pills were working on me. It didn't seem to take that long, but mybody was soon hairless, I had grown my own breasts, my hips had filledout, and I had a little bubble butt. I had turned 17 with no sign that Ihad ever been a boy, unless I undressed, and even that was useless bythen. When it happened I was out front, serving drinks as always. Iheard the three shots, bang bang bang, and like everyone else, I hit thefloor..