“.....happy new year 2022!! “

The tv was playing the background but it didn't matter this new years, like the last one, ended the same with Jackson home alone by himself. It wasn't always like that he'd had hopes at one point. When he was in grade school they called him gifted, yep gifted, and sent him to special classes with other gifted students where they would ask what do he think flowers feel or how does sunlight taste. So, he could use these very esoteric skills......nowhere, the goddamn 90s ruined a bunch of bright kids. Useful skills na he didn't need those.

Then high school came and, man, they really wanted him in advanced latin and advanticed math and advanced english. It came with no shock that he couldn't advance. Burntout on school work he barely graduated. He gave up on college after one semester. Since then he had been moving from one short term gig to the next. What could have been.

Women? Forget about women, he couldn't understand them at all he wished he could. He thoughtThe universe heard he, he received a text and he held it up to read. "The best way to understand anyone is to walk a mile in their shoes or in his case it better be heels"

He was confused what did this mean? he had about 3 seconds to thing about it before **Crack** he felt the bones in his head crushed in like a nutcracker pushing in on all sides. The pain was intense but brief as they knitted together almost instantly in a much smaller shape. His hair felt like it was being pulled. It grew so fast it fell on his shoulders. they were also in the process of crushing and reforming. his arms started to ache, extreme fatigue as muscles deflated becoming thin and weaker. His hair actually felt heavier as it thickened and got wavy, partially blocking his vision. he fell to a knee as his spine, each bone broke and reformed in a smaller shape, his lower ones curving in forcing his chest forward and rear out. His nipples all of a sudden became alert. pushing out harder and firmer and longer than ever before. The pulsing behind them feeling wonderful but also a bit painful. The pain and pleasure mixing together as his skin stretched. The stopped growing as firm but ultra-sensitive A-cups.

The skeletal changes hit his legs now. The now familiar pain of the bones breaking and reforming bringing the floor ever closer. The fat in his body moving like rivers under his skin, both titillated and revolted him. The feeling of things being pulled and slithering feeling most unnatural. The fat started to pool in his thighs and butt. Becoming well cusioned, it made them soft and squeezable. He still felt uneasy on his feet, but he straighten out, he thick thighs squashing he genitalia. Only for a moment however, with a pop that hurt and again aroused him, his testicles popped back up into his abdomen from where they originally dropped. He felt them shrink and move for just a moment before they lose all feeling as they take on a new function. His scrotum flattened and becomes more sensitive, he felt it start to pull into his body. It split tearing into a new pair of lips. It enclosed his rapidly shrinking penis. It was at this point his bones finish reforming as he feet became impossibly tiny. Now it was his clothing's turn. his plain white t shirt became tight and moved up to cover his new boobs exposing his flat delicious little tummy. His boxer shorts become spandex tight against his luscious bum and flat across his cute little vagina. The bottoms splitting off into bands that encircle his squeezable thighs. he looked in the mirror.

The phone says "take a selfie" and he do, the 5'1" petite piece of art he now was.

His mind now filled with memories of dresses and make-up boys hands squeezing soft but small boobs. The lucious feeling of his vagina being split open by a warm penis. That wonderful warm sensation of an orgasm filling his tiny frame. He understood and she wanted to be a woman. Jasmine needed sex.