“Why did I even agree to this? I don't belong here.” Scott found a chair and sat down. It was 11:00pm on New Year's Eve and he felt completely out of place. He was the only one here without a date he figured, although he didn't know this for sure. The felt like the biggest loser on the planet. He looked around at his happy laughing friends, family, and some just barely recognizable acquaintances. He scoffed and opened his bow tie, he might as well breathe and be comfortable. He wasn't going to be on the end of a kiss in an hour any way. Might as well get stoned.

He pulled out a vape pen filled with his usual brand and took a hit. No reason to stay sober any longer. He instantly felt a little better strangely he felt a the world shift, like a massive dizzy spell . Maybe he needed a refill or a new battery. He sat and closed his eyes for a second just to regain his bearings.

“Hello?” an annoyed female voice said, “are you seriously just going to sit and be a wallflower all night, you are unbelievable.” He opened his eyes to see a blonde standing over him, he recognized her as a wife of one of his buddies, Melanie he thought her name was, he vaguely remembered this being their place. He thought possibly she was just trying to be a good hostess.

“Yeah I think I'm good over here, I don't think I fit in Melanie” Scott said his throat a little dry.

“Well you didn't give much effort to your appearance, do you really think you were going to find someone dressing like that, my god, you're lucky we're the same size, I have some extra clothes in the back get dressed and I'll be in to check in on you in a moment, oh sweet molasses, you are stoned too. Unbelievable.” Melanie said.

“Same size” Scott said quietly “look I don't want any trouble” the little blonde girl with surprising force pushed him into a bedroom. It looked like it was maybe the room of a young woman, a couple band posters on the wall, a pin up of Thor and another one of Loki. There were also few scattered DnD books were on a shelf behind the bed, and a cosplay of Batgirl hung on the wall. Scott wasn't aware of anyone else that lived here, at least not so young, so finding this room was a bit of a surprise to say the least.

A few seconds past and Melanie was coming back in. She had a spaghetti strap black dress in her hand, that was made of a shiny material. “Here Scartt put this on.” She said thrusting the dress into Scartt's hands.

“You can't be serious” He said.

“I am you nut, I know it isn't what you normally wear but this is new year's eve!! Get dressed and get out there.” Melanie said. She handed him a strapless bra as well something they've never worn before. “NOW!!” She almost screamed. Scartt decided it was better to please her, and of course the sooner they tried it on, and it didn't fit the sooner, then the sooner they could just go back to the background of the party.

They tried on the bra, sure that this tiny scrap of fabric was not making it around their chest. They pulled and the bra kept moving it didn't even feel stretched. Before they knew it the bra was hooked shut. It fit and looked like it a perfect fit, despite the fact it looked exceedingly too small, with empty cups. Then it was the dress's turn. The shimmery material seemed to stretch forever over his body and yet it never stopped, and before they knew it Scartt found the dress straps slid up on their shoulders. Their body was shaped all wrong for the clothing but it fit.

Melanie pulled out a pair of panties and garter belt stockings. Scartt didn't even question this, they just pulled on the clothing that again some how just fit. Melanie patted on the chair in front of a make up table. “now make up Scarett” she said firmly.

Scarett nodded it made sense might as well go all in for this look it would make momelanie happy. She sat down and Momelanie started dabbing her face with foundation that felt cold and unusually heavy.

“Honestly you think you could finally do this yourself Scarett,” Momanie said. “you are old enough!”

Sacarett wanted to run, they didn't wear make-up or dresses. Yet everything felt a growing familiarity and Momanie was someone she felt she could trust. She was so smart and wanted what was best. She noticed a couple gray hairs on Momanie that she hadn't seen before. She went on to the concealer and finally eyeliner, eye shadow, blush, lip liner, lipstick and lip gloss. As each item was added to their face, they remembered learning and practicing to get perfect make up skills. They had spent a long time watching make-up tutorials on the internet perfecting, exquisite cat eyes and getting lips that looked amazing, glossy and kissable. They had really tried to develop more of a smokey sultry look, and when they did it themselves it succeeded, Momanie gave they more of a generic girly look they weren't too fond of.

“OK now the hair, Scarett” she said as she spent a long time brush Scarett's shaggy hair. Each brush added more sheen and lightened in color, first from black to brown. Then from Brown to a red, that faded to strawberry blond before becoming a bright blond color. She took a straightener to Scarett's hair and pulled it down, it seemed to pull forever from Scarett's perspective as it pulled down to their shoulders. A sunny blonde mane now pooling on the bear shoulders. “Now my child is ready for their public” Mommanie said.

Scarett said “thanks?” Still confused. This strange room was starting to have a strange familiarity. The posters they remembered buying. The makeup they picked out, the make up table Momman had given them for graduating high school 2 years ago. No they graduated a long time ago, when Dadam and Momman were still dating they were sure of it.

They had to get out of this room. The clothing feeling loose and fitting perfectly. The makeup that felt strange and yet also familiar. They headed out to the party. They ran straight into one of the catering servers. “hey watch it” they had said. Scarett jumped out of the way landing on the floor. The server stopped and reached a hand down to help them up.

“Sorry I didn't see you down there,” The server said. He pulled Scarett to their feet. Upon standing though everything seemed a lot higher up. The waiter who when they had walked out was an inch or two shorter then them now towered over Scarett at least by a foot. The room changed, no longer was Carett able to see over everyone now it felt intimidating. They felt small and wanted to get out from under foot.

The rescue came quick, as the server took Charette's hand and pulled them to the side. “I am sorry you fell. I really didn't see you there. Haven't I seen you around campus?” He asked. Charette was sure he was wrong, yet they knew they had seen this boy around the student center.

“I think you might be right” Charette blushed. The boy all of sudden looked really cute to them. He looked older than her 20 years. He probably had a ton of sexual partners and girlfriends. She knew he would make fun of her if he knew how inexperienced she was. “I think I might have twisted my ankle falling” Charotte said,pointing to a now tiny foot encased in a silver shoe with a modest heel. “Do you think you could help me over to a chair?”

The boy, whose name tag send Tyler, helped her to a chair. She caught him staring at a older woman's chest and she felt a sting of jealousy. She felt awful, here she only had these tiny boobs, would Tyler like them? She got seated and felt a rush of youthful energy. Here this handsome boy had helped her, only 19, and so immature, to a secluded spot where they could talk. Tyler began to steal a few glances at her small cleavage. Looking up into his eyes, she felt so small and girly.

Tyler put his arms around her, and she was so glad her tiny shoulders allowed him to hold her close. “I love how cute you are” Tyler said. Charlotte felt her cheeks blush, her round friendly face was exactly the face she knew Tyler liked. Her big blue eyes, her cute little nose and her round apple cheeks that dimpled adorably. She just hoped her inexperience in love wouldn't put him off.

He slid his arm around her tiny little waist, she kept herself trim so that boys would be able to reach around and then down to her pert little ass and curvy little legs. She was so attracted to this boy, and she felt it in her tight virgin vagina. She shifted as her physical metamorphosis was complete. She some how had her life rewritten.

She looked up at her date Tyler, she loved her mom had set her up with him. She was a freshman and he was a senior, so he had promised to help her get more out of her shell this spring semester coming up. She remembered feeling like such a loser when the party started, but she wasn't sure why. “I heard you like Thor. At midnight how about we ditch the party and head back to my dorm and watch some marvel movies, and I heard you like Dungeons and Dragons, we have a new campaign starting this weekend, you'll love my friends and you'll fit right in”

The idea of that both terrifies and excited Charlotte and she found herself nodding sheepishly. He reached over and grabbed her a glass of sparkling juice. She wasn't old enough for the alcohol. The clock counted down to midnight and she caught her momma's eye as she gave her a thumbs up and blew her a kiss. She loved her life and her family and she was going to ring in a new year with a night to remember.



Happy new year this was my big new year's story I was working on I hope you all like it