Craig slumped down at the table in Knight Library. His backpack slid off his slumping shoulders and onto the floor next to him. He rubbed his eyes and shook his head. College was rougher than he had anticipated so far. He had been on campus in Eugene, Oregon for just a few weeks. Classes and studying demanded so much of his time since he was on an academic scholarship that he felt like he didn’t know anyone here. His roommate had turned out to be a total weirdo that he hadn’t seen since the first week there.

He had found this quiet corner in the back of the library and it was his favorite place to relax and do his assignments in peace. He could hear other people moving about in the front of the building but few ventured back here where only the most obscure Latin and Greek translations could be found. The musty smell of old long forgotten books drifted across his senses. Craig closed his eyes and rubbed them, enjoying the quiet moment.

Craig inhaled deeply but wrinkled his nose slightly as he smelled a new scent emerging among the book aroma…it smelled like peaches, jasmine, and honey…women’s perfume. His eyes popped open.

“Hi” said the beautiful blond standing before him.

“Oh…uh…Hello” he said cocking his head to the side. It was odd that she was back here and even stranger that instead of taking up one of the other empty tables, she was hovering over his and, he thought quickly; how did he know all the ingredients of her perfume?

“Do you mind if I sit here?” she asked in a sweet tone.

“Oh, sure” Craig said as he sat up straight “Please…be my guest”

She was a short girl; probably no taller than 5’3” but very trim and fit. She wore a black t-shirt with neon yellow writing that said “Oregon Cheerleading” with black cotton shorts and black flip flops.

The girl slipped lightly into the seat across the table from Craig. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and said “I’m Breyona by the way” as she extended her hand across the table.

Craig took her soft hand in his and gave it a quick shake while simply saying “Craig” and nodding.

“Nice to meet you Craig” she said smiling. She opened her bag and pulled out a textbook “You don’t mind if I join you?”

Craig looked across at Breyona; there was no way he could say no, but he was curious as to why she was being so friendly to him out of the blue. “No…not at all. In fact: I guess I could use some company”

“Oh” she said with a genuine look of concern on her face “Why is that?”

Craig was a bit embarrassed though and fumbled a bit to begin “Well…I…”

“Don’t be nervous Craig…I won’t bite” she said leaning forward a bit.

Craig shrugged and thought “What the Hell…why not?”

“Well: I just started here a few weeks ago and I just don’t know that many people on campus yet”

“Well, you know me now don’t you?” she said with her smile returning.

Craig smiled now too and dropped his head a bit “Yes: Yes I do know you now”

She reached across the table and tapped his arm “See, it’s a start”

He just shook his head.

“You should join a group or something” Breyona said cheerfully “That would help you meet more people”

“I’m not the athletic type and I’ve got plenty to do with my classes. But what do you suggest?”

“Cheerleading” she said in all seriousness.

Craig snorted laughter out; he couldn’t help it “Cheerleading!?”

“I’m serious” she said.

Craig looked at her and the smile was nowhere to be seen on her face; just a stern look, squinted eyes and crossed arms. “Why not? We’re always looking for new people and I think you’d be perfect”

“I’m really not into male cheerleading: Never really understood the concept or appeal of it…”

“I never said we needed guy cheerleaders” she cut him off.

Craig began to stand up “I think I’ve heard about enough; have a nice day Bre…”

“Please sit back down” she said “I can explain everything”

While a bit wary, Craig eased back down: Something was compelling about her confidence and he had to admit he was curious.

“Girls come here every year from their High School cheerleading squads convinced that they should automatically be on ours; those girls are a dime a dozen. I look for new untapped talent and I know I’ve found it in you”

Craig really didn’t understand but he was still feeling totally compelled to sit and listen.

“You should be our next cheerleader…I can make it happen if you want it. Just think about it…college is a chance to start over and become a new person. Different than the one in high school; I can make college the best four years of your life if you let me” Breyona said with cool confidence in her voice.

Craig had found himself sitting forward on his seat as Breyona talked. Now he leaned back; her words sinking in. He ran his tongue along his lips; they had gone dry while she spoke. “Okay” was all he said.

Breyona jumped forward in her seat and almost squealed ”Really? You’ll do it!”

“Yeah” Craig said a bit stronger.

“Oh this is going to be so awesome. You are going to make the best cheerleader on our whole squad.” Breyona clapped in excitement.

“But I still don’t have any idea of what you’re talking about…”

“Sshh” Breyona hushed him “Just a second…” she closed her eyes. Then a few seconds later, they popped back open and she said “done”

“What’s done?” Craig said confused “I…”

Breyona tilted her head slightly across from him and then began to smile. It grew wider and wider along with her eyes.

Craig saw Breyona’s expression changing from solemn to excited and he was confused as to what was getting her so worked up.

Breyona reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of plain white sneakers which she dropped on the floor without looking. She continued to dig in her bag and next brought out a black sports bra and black panties and black spandex shorts. Then a pair of white ankle socks which she spun around like a top on the table before she pulled out a bright yellow cheerleading skirt and a matching midriff baring neon yellow shell top with Oregon written in black block letters across it.

Craig looked over the clothes now spread out on the library table not quite comprehending what it all meant but he reached out and ran a finger over the spandex top and said “You’re going to change me…into a girl”

Breyona nodded and smiled “Uh huh” was all she said.

Craig’s mind raced “What are you talking about…you can’t just change someone…” he looked down as he felt a tingling sensation in his legs “…into a…” he slapped his hand against his leg. He was wearing shorts and as his hand brushed his thigh, he realized that it was hitting a very smooth surface “…a…girl…”

Craig pushed back from the table and stood up quickly. Changes were already beginning on his body by the time he stood up. He was tall, around 6’3” and should have stood at least a foot taller than Breyona, but as she stood up now, he realized that he was only about six inches taller than her at that moment and he was steadily shrinking down closer to her height by the second. When he stopped shrinking, he was just barely taller than her and almost looked her directly in the eye as only an inch separated the two of them now.
“This is impossible!” he said, but she just shook her head no in response to him while still smiling.

His feet felt funny inside his shoes. His sneakers felt large and heavy on his feet. He easily slipped his feet out of them and stepping on the backs of his socks, he freed his feet from his oversized socks. Now barefoot, he felt rough carpeting against the soles of his much softer and much smaller feet. His toes were still shrinking and changing as they exited the socks and Craig stared in amazement down at his shifting toes. Red nail polish appeared then finishing off the changes to his feet but the changes were spreading upwards now.

His ankles and calves shrank down smaller, yet became much more muscular and stronger in the process. His smooth legs glistened as the changes took hold in his thighs. His skin tanned and his muscles toned as his thighs grew rounder. They were soft yet firm as he ran his hands over their smooth tops.

Craig’s fingers inched up and under his shorts tracing his new thighs as he realized his legs were now completely changed but now he felt his shorts growing tight behind him. His groping hands could feel the fabric stretching beneath them as his ass expanded outward but he could tell it was by no means flabby; but rather it was toned and full and voluptuous. His hips now flared outward pulling the shorts even further askew on his rapidly changing physique.

Craig looked across and saw an expression of satisfaction and mounting anticipation on Breyona’s face. She flashed a wicked smile as she realized what was about to happen. “Welcome to womanhood” she whispered to him.

Craig’s hands flew down the front of his shorts and boxers. He flexed his wrists to push the waistbands outward and he let out a weak “Oh boy” as he felt everything tighten up.

“No boy” Breyona responded “Not anymore…” she continued as she shook her head back and forth.

“AH” Craig managed as his testicles first pulled up into his body. They were quickly followed by inch after inch of his penis as it shrank steadily backward into his body. His eyes were as wide as they could go as his hands searched and slapped around. His hands now touched gentle folds of skin on a slight mound, topped off by a soft tuft of black hair.

He looked up at Breyona seeking any explanation “What...How?” was all he got out though.
 
Breyona just brought up her right hand and gave a simple wave “Bye-bye” followed by a laugh.

Craig’s waist caved inward and he lifted his shirt as the changes took hold of his stomach. His stomach pulled inward and not only became flat, but also he could see muscle definition develop there. This cheerleader body he was receiving was in great shape and perfectly toned.

Craig now felt the tingling sensation in his arms and hands. His hands were shrinking down and becoming quite small. Fingernails grew out on his narrow fingers and the same red polish suddenly appeared on them. He wiggled his fingers as his arms began to transform. They too became shorter but stronger much like his legs.

He blinked and looked once again at Breyona who nodded and said “They’re coming next”
Craig gathered what she was implying and he lifted his shirt in anticipation. He was getting into this he realized as he felt a sudden shock in his chest as if stung by static electricity. His nipples rose up and were fully erect and he thought he saw them get a bit fuller too. His areolas darkened in color and spread out wider on his still flat chest. The few chest hairs he had quickly retreated inward before the growth began.
It started out with just a slight puffing out, but steadily they grew and grew. Mass filled in and they rounded off into a pair of pert and perfect 36C breasts.

Craig swallowed and let his shirt drift back down. His throat felt funny and as he ran his soft, delicate fingers down the front, he realized that he now longer had an Adam’s apple jutting out and blocking the smooth line.

Breyona’s smile still remained in place, but it looked a bit sly now. She reached into her bag and pulled out a hand held mirror. As she passed over, she said “I think your name should be Kira from now on”

Kira took the mirror from her hand and raising it up said “I like that name” in a feminine voice.

She held the mirror out and turned her face to the right. Her hair had been an auburn brown color that had been styled in a typical guy’s cut. Now she noticed that her hair was getting darker: Not just a darker shade of brown, but raven black. The now dark black hair began to grow out and it quickly covered her forehead and ears as it grew long and straight; as it hit her shoulders it broke like a wave and not only cascaded down her back but also came down the front of her shirt, stopping at her breasts.

Kira had looked down to follow the progress of her hair, but now she looked back up and into the mirror. She watched as her cheeks, chin and jaw line cleared of hair. Her chin rounded off and her jawline pulled back. Her cheeks filled in and her entire face seemed rounder than before. Her lips first changed color; lightening up to a much more natural pink shade as they plumped up. Her upper lip now smoothed out and her nose shrank upward becoming a very small pert nose. She smiled for the first time with her new mouth, revealing straight white teeth and dimples in her round cheeks.

She pushed her hair back from her forehead and watched as her brow line softened and her eyebrows first darkened in color and thinned into shape. Then she tucked her hair behind her ears and watched her ears shrink down and tiny holes appear in the lobes. Still smiling, she watched her eye lashes lengthen and then in a single blink; her previously brown eyes changed to a bright blue.

Kira lowered the mirror slowly in awe. Breyona gathered up the clothes on the table and came around the table next to Kira. She placed her hand on Kira’s shoulder “Come on” she whispered into her ear and guided her to the Ladies’ room a few yards away.

Kira walked barefoot into the empty bathroom as Breyona followed her in and guarded the door. She tossed the bag to Kira who said “You only brought the cheerleader outfit?”

“Yeah…we’ll get you other clothes, don’t worry about it now”

Kira undid her shorts and let them drop to the floor along with her boxers, revealing her long tan legs and new female anatomy. She put on the black panties and then contemplated the black spandex shorts. She realized that they were there to give a bit of extra modesty and protection than just panties as Cheerleading techniques and terminology flooded her brain. She suddenly knew what cradle catch, arabesque, double hook and liberty meant and more importantly; she knew how to execute them.

Kira next took the neon cheerleading skirt in her hands. She pulled it up her legs and stretched it into place across her hips, showing off the entirety of her legs.

She pulled off her old shirt and tossed it toward the trash can. She pulled the sports bra over her head and after pulling her hair out of it, she adjusted it into place before slipping on the shell top that left her toned midriff bare.

She leaned against the row of sinks and quickly pulled on the white ankle socks before stepping into the lightweight white sneakers.

Now that she was dressed, Breyona walked over to her new recruit. She held a yellow and black hair bow in her hand and slipping behind Kira, she grabbed her black hair and effortlessly whipped it up into a high ponytail using the school colored hair tie.

Kira turned to Breyona and said a simple “Thanks” with a slight shy smile.

“No problem” Breyona responded “Do you like it?”

“Yes” Kira said enthusiastically adding a little jump for emphasis.

“Good…practice is in one hour”

“I’ll be there…I mean…I can’t let my Captain down” Kira added as she put her hand on Breyona’s shoulder.

“I knew I could count on my newest member” Breyona said as they exited the restroom.

“Go Ducks” Kira said as they headed for the exit.