“It’s good to see you again Mr. Miller” Zach Robinson said as he walked through the doors of Harry S Truman Elementary school.

“Please call me Matt” the principal said as he extended his hand out to Zach.

Zach took it in a hearty handshake. He had interviewed and accepted the teaching position here back in March but now that mid-August had come around; it was finally time to get to work.

“Excited about the upcoming year?” Principal Miller asked as he walked with Zach down the first hallway to the right, leading him to his classroom.

“You know it” Zach replied with a smile.

“I just hope it’s not too much of a shock to the parents when they bring their kids in for orientation and see you at the front of the class” Matt joked with him. “You’re the first male kindergarten teacher we’ve ever hired here at Truman”

Zach dropped his head a bit; he had received quite a bit of teasing from his friends after taking the job teaching 5 year olds.

“I’m sure the kids won’t notice a thing, and I’m actually guessing that they’ll get used to you before the parents do. I mean to little ones, all adults are huge” Matt laughed.

Zach blushed a bit. He was a big guy; 6’4” and 220 pounds and had played college football just a few years ago. He had an athletic build and was interested in coaching high school football, but teaching jobs were tough to come by in this town and he took what he could get. He loved working with kids, no matter what age they were.

Zach rubbed his neatly trimmed beard as he searched for a good comeback. He ran his hand through his short brown hair and said “I’m just looking forward to doing the best that I can”

“I’m sure you’ll do fine; if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have hired you” Matt responded as he opened the door to room 3. “This will be your classroom” he said as he handed the key over to Zach.

“Mrs. Johnson had this room last year before she retired and she left a lot of her supplies and decorations in those cabinets along the back wall, so you’ll want to start by going through those” he said as he pointed across the room. “There are additional supply closets behind the library so if you don’t find everything you need, you’ll want to go there next”

“Thanks Mr. Miller…I mean Matt. I won’t let you down” Zach said.

“I know you won’t” Matt said shaking his hand again. “I’ll see you at the staff meeting at 11. I’ve got to get back up front to meet the other two new teachers that are still coming in as well as some of our veterans.”

“Sure, I’ll be there” Zach replied as the principal backed out of the room and with a quick wave, he was gone.

Zach sighed and looked down at the desk in front of him. It was bare except for a stray pencil and a stack of papers on the corner. He picked up the top sheet and saw the roster of 19 kids that would be his students for the year.

Zach caught himself smiling though at the typo on the top of the page. “Guess one of the secretary’s didn’t get the memo on me” he said to himself. The top of the sheet read ‘Ms. Robinson: Room 3’

Zach slung the brown leather satchel off of his shoulder and laid it down on top of the desk as he took a seat. After adjusting his chair down so his legs could fit beneath the desk, he began to dig through what he had brought in.

Zach brought out the animal pictures he was going to put up around the room. As he pulled out pencils and pens, he felt the nail on his right index finger scratch the inside of his thumb.

He checked out his nails as they came free from the bag and realized that they needed trimmed “Getting a little long…I thought I just cut them” he said to himself.

Zach walked to the back of the room to check out what supplies had been left for him there. When he opened the closet, he found tons of decorations to choose from along with a note that read ‘Dear Miss Robinson…Hope these help you get started. Rose Johnson’

Zach shook his head “Another one calling me Miss” he mumbled. “Must have gotten the wires crossed from the very beginning”

He reached out to grab a bag that contained large blank paper apples so he could write out each of the students names when he noticed that something was wrong “What the heck?” he said as he looked at his outstretched hand.

He quickly pulled his hand back as if it had been burned; first clutching it to his chest before he eased it out so he could look at it properly. “What is going on?” he muttered as he watched the nails on his fingers grow out longer as the fingers themselves appeared to get slimmer and smaller.

“What am I seeing? This…I mean…what?” he said struggling to comprehend what was going on with his right hand. The back of his hand began to tingle slightly just before it pulsated and shrank down in size. Zach put his left hand up and his two hands no longer matched. The right was no smaller, the fingers shorter and rounder and the nails longer and now changing even more as a hot pink color began to form on them.

“Holy Shit: I’m wearing nail polish!” he said loudly. “That’s not my hand! What in the world is going on here?”

He brought his mismatched hands together and touched the ends of his thumbs to the other just as his left hand began to now shrink down and change in size and shape to match the right.

“Oh No; No No No No No NO!” He cried out as his left fingers shrank down and rounded off. His nails began to grow out to matching length on his left hand. As the hot pink filled in, Zach became scared.

“What the hell is happening to me?” he said as his wrists slimmed and the hair poking out beneath the sleeves of his long sleeved black button down shirt began to thin and disappear. His watch clunked down against his hand as his wrist narrowed.

Hastily, Zach began to unbutton his shirt. It was much more difficult than ever before with his new nails causing him to fumble and curse. Untucking and pulling off his shirt, he tossed the black shirt aside and now just wore his white under shirt. “Oh God” he muttered as his arms pulled upward and inward.

Zach watched wide eyed in shock as his arms diminished in size. They lost their muscled tone and became much softer and lighter. Almost all of the hair on his arms disappeared and what remained became light and wispy in appearance. Cautiously, Zach poked at his upper arm. He pulled his small hands back as if shocked to feel the soft, giving flesh they had touched.

Zach was now in full panic mode. He felt his feet begin to tingle and he sat down hard on the small, low slung work table that was behind him. He slipped his feet out of his black dress shoes and despite nicking his calves with his nails, he peeled off his socks.

“Oh Shit!” he said. His feet were already shrinking down smaller as they exited the socks. They were smoother across the tops and his heels were becoming narrower and pulling the whole width of his feet inward.

They shrank back several inches before narrowing at the balls of his feet. Then, his toes began to reshape themselves. They pulled in, diminishing in both length and width and the nails began to shrink along with them. Any and all bumps and hairs smoothed out and disappeared as they took on the unmistakable daintiness of a woman’s feet and toes. The same hot pink nail polish that decorated Zach’s fingers began to creep upward and fill in across the nails.

“EEAP!” escaped his lips as he stared down at his small, feminine feet. He lifted his toes in wonder at their size, shape and appearance. He wiggled them just to prove that they were really his and he controlled them as part of his body.

“How is this happening…Oh…Oh No…” Zach said as he saw the bottoms of his tan pants begin to drop lower and cover up his now small feet.

He could feel his clothes shifting on his body. His pants were suddenly much looser around his waist as well as much too long for his legs. His t-shirt also now began to pull away as if it too were several sizes too large on him.

“Am I shrinking? Oh God…I am shrinking! I’m getting smaller!” he said as he saw the wall in front of him seemingly rise up. His eyes focused on a picture of a zebra that was on the wall in front of him. It began several inches below his eye level but as he stared at it, it soon became level with him and then a bit above his gaze.

Looking down, the floor seemed closer now. Just the colorful ends of his toes peeked out from beneath his pooled up pant cuffs. Unbuckling his belt, he allowed his pants to drop to the ground in a heap that he then stepped free of.

His white t-shirt hung down over the top of his thighs as Zach had just shrank down from 6’4” to 5’7” and went from 220 pounds to 140.

Zach frantically ran his hands over the tops of his thighs as his leg hairs first stood up before disappearing all together. Beginning with his thighs and travelling down over his knees and calves and down to his ankles, he felt a jolt of electricity as the thick black hairs left.

As soon as the hair was gone, Zach’s legs began to change shape. They were already shorter and thinner but now they began to firm up in some places and round off and soften up in others. His ankles trimmed and narrowed and while his calves tightened and rose up, they somehow felt stronger than before. He sensed his knees shifting outward slightly as his weight began to redistribute in a more feminine way.

His thighs grew outward and rounded. They softened as they changed becoming full and succulent. His hands gripped his changing legs and he could sense the soft yet firm flesh beneath his hands.

Zach’s mind was reeling; he couldn’t understand what was happening to his body until that moment when it finally snapped back into place “Miss Robinson…I’m turning into a Miss Robinson. Holy Shit why am I becoming a woman?” he said as he took a staggering step backward and ran his hands through his hair.

Zach next felt his shoulders round off and become smaller making the t-shirt even bigger across his chest. His back constricted inward, shrinking down and becoming smooth and soft.

His hips and ass next began to expand. His hands flew backward and grasped the incoming flesh as his ass became soft and round. He squeezed despite himself as it grew into a perfect heart shape as the bottom of his back narrowed to it.

His hips flexed outward and shifted his stature and posture as his weight and center of gravity shifted and he gained a more hourglass figure with his body.

Zach’s eyes widened and then fluttered as he realized what the tingling in his groin meant.  A breathy “AH!” came out as he lifted the bottom of his billowing t-shirt and lowered his ill-fitting boxers down his larger thighs.

With his larger hips and butt, he actually had to give a quick hip shimmy to get them down now over the back and sides, his fingers still taking in the new found softness of his skin and body.

Adrenaline and increased blood flow throughout his body caused him to find himself erect, but his penis already seemed smaller. With a slight shudder, it began to retreat inward as his testicles rose upward. Zach’s breathing increased and his stomach tightened in anticipation. “What is going on with my body? Am I really going to have…a…vagina now? Am I really going to be a functioning woman now? Do I have a uterus…will I have a period?” all ran through his mind as everything tightened up.

Zach squinted and shut his eyes as he felt one of his testicles pop upward and entered his body. He exhaled though and peeked downward as the second one retreated inward leaving excess skin behind.

His penis continued to diminish in both length and girth. It shrank down until just the head was showing and even that was getting smaller and more sensitive. Zach could feel air moving over it and it vibrated and hummed sending new sensations rocketing through him. The excess skin left behind began to refold and reshape itself covering his new clitoris in a hood as he formed a vulva and vagina.

He sensed the release of a slight bit of moisture and he pursed his lips as new muscles flexed and responded to his basis instincts.

His testicles had pulled inside and taken on the reverse role of ovaries now trailing fallopian tubes down to his newly formed and functional uterus.

Zach’s hands ran across his mid-section as he simply felt an overpowering sensation there. He couldn’t describe it, but he knew he had crossed a definite threshold. He slipped the white t-shirt off and over his head before bringing his hands back down to his waist.

As his hands lingered there, his waist reshaped and his stomach softened. His athletic build was quickly exiting and being replaced by a softer body all around. His finger delicately prodded the flesh there and felt the slight give as the few hairs that surrounded his navel disappeared.

All of Zach’s changes now converged on his chest. His torso narrowed even a bit more to match his back in size and scope. Zach knew what would be coming next and he simply nodded in recognition.

Whatever air that was moving through the room seemed to concentrate now on his insanely sensitive nipples.  Zach bent at the waist with his hands on his hips and sucked in a deep breath as he arched his back and rose back up. He kept his shoulders back and his back curved as his nipples increased in width and length and his areolas darkened and spread out just before they started to puff outward.

The initial buildup of mass and flesh was just enough to push his nipples outward. Zach caught his breath and inhaled once more and held his breath as weight now began to build up. His breasts increased in size, growing outward in a steady build up. They rounded and continued to get larger and Zach began to feel them pull downward as gravity took its toll.
“Oh My God” he whispered as he exhaled. Goose bumps broke out across his smooth chest as he felt the changes move upward. He shivered at the new sensations he was feeling now that he sported full 36C breasts on his body.

For all intents and purposes, Zach was a woman now. He looked down and saw a female body all the way down. There was no denying what he was becoming. He recalled that when he opened the supply closet, he had seen a mirror in there. He spun toward the closet behind him and crouched down to get the mirror.

He was amazed at how his body felt in motion. It seemed more graceful and so much lighter in movement. Small things like how it felt as the muscles of his feet stretched as he rocked forward on the balls of his feet and his heels touching the backs of his thighs. The slight sway of his freely moving breasts made him instinctively cross his right arm across them as he reached out with his left hand.

Zach stood back up to his full 5’7” and pulled the mirror up close. It was still his face looking back at him, but he knew that it wouldn’t be for very much longer.

Zach felt a twinge in his throat and his right hand moved across the now smooth and flat surface. His neck actually seemed longer now in perspective.

The first thing to go was his beard. Zach prided himself on his full and neatly maintained facial hair. It appeared as if the hairs all stood up at attention before they simply vanished from his face, leaving it smooth for the first time since he had hit puberty.

Zach ran his fingers across the very smooth surface, shocked at how it looked to be beard free. More changes now began to work their way in as his chin began to move slightly on his face. It repositioned itself and came in slightly but didn’t change in any radical way.

The changes moved back along his jawline as it softened before he felt his cheeks pulling up and rounding off more than they had before. Slight dimples appeared in those full feminine cheeks just as his bottom lip puffed out fuller.

Curiosity about how he would look took over now as he bared his teeth to the mirror. His teeth whitened and repositioned themselves slightly inside his smaller mouth although they remained nice and straight.

Zach ran his index finger over the surface of his teeth as they shifted, shocked at the contrast of the white teeth and the hot pink fingernail that crossed them.

His nose shrank down some to better fit his oval face but stayed generally the same shape. To Zach it looked as if he was becoming the female version of who he had always been instead of someone radically different. His hazel eyes lightened slightly and widened adding to the innocent look he was now sporting.

His eyelashes seemed more prominent and his eyebrows slimmed and became very neatly trimmed and maintained on his slightly narrower forehead. He felt a slight pricking sensation in his earlobes and as his attention went there, he realized why; his ears were now smaller and pierced.

He had been holding his lips tightly together but now he puffed out a bit of air as his hair began to grow. His brown hair darkened a bit as it began to grow longer and longer. It soon framed his face and covered his ears. He felt it sliding over his neck and down his back and over his shoulders. A slight wave came into as it grew longer and came to a stop just above his breasts.

Zach blinked hard as a new name entered his mind clear as a bell: Zoe Robinson.
“That’s my name” she realized. “I’m Zoe” she said out loud and she jumped in fright at the sound of her own voice. Nervous laughter rolled out of her now as she clutched her chest with her right hand, feeling her heart still beating strong in her chest. “Oh my gosh…I’m going to have to get used to that” she added just to hear her voice in action some more.

“Oh” she added as she put the mirror down and fluffed out her hair a bit. She shook her head and felt the hair brushing against her skin. Her hands went to her exposed breasts and modesty began to kick in. “Oh my God; I’m naked here” she said as she looked down at the clothes she had discarded as she had changed. “Um…” she began as she cocked her head at the sight of the clothes.

Zoe bent down and cautiously lifted up a bra “Uh…I guess…these are my clothes now too huh” The white t-shirt was nowhere to be seen but a black bra with a label announcing it as size 36C sat on the floor. Next to it were a pair of nude colored high cut panties instead of black boxers. Zoe shook her head, still trying to catch up to all the changes.
“Wow” she said as she reached even father over and picked up a black sweater where she had originally dropped a black button down men’s dress shirt and a dark yellow skirt where tan pants had been.

“Oh my Gosh…everything changed!” Zoe said as she stood back up with the panties and bra in her hands. “How far does this go?”

She stepped quickly into the panties and brought the bra around her and fastened it closed behind her back.

Next she stepped into the skirt and pulled it up to her waist. She found the zipper and pulled it up to find that the skirt fit perfectly. She slipped the sweater on over her head and brought it down to her waist, giving her breasts just a slight adjustment as they came into place. She adjusted her hair and scanned the floor once more.

“Ah…shoes” she said as she spotted a pair of dark burgundy flats with small bows on them sitting a few feet away in place of her old dress shoes. Her well-manicured feet easily slipped into the comfortable flats as if they had worn them many times before. The size 8 shoes gave just a dash of color to her outfit on her first day of work.

“Well one thing is for sure…no kids or parents will be afraid of me looking like this” Zoe said. She picked up the mirror and concluded that she now looked much more like a kindergarten teacher now. Her eyes alone would convince every child that they were safe with her.

“Hello”

Zoe heard a voice behind her and she spun around to see who it was coming from.

“Oh I’m sorry” the small woman in the door said to her “I didn’t mean to scare you”

“Oh…you just startled me is all. I’m a bit jumpy today” Zoe said as she took a step towards the door.

“I just wanted to introduce myself: I’m Caitlyn Ramirez; another one of the kindergarten teachers here” she said as she walked towards Zoe with her hand extended.

“Oh I’m so glad to finally meet you” Zoe said as she closed the gap between the two women. “Sorry I jumped but first day jitters you know”

Zoe took Caitlyn’s hand and gave it a light shake as a lady would.

“You must be Zoe” she said.

“That’s me” Zoe agreed.

“Lydia will be in a bit later…she’s the third kindergarten teacher here and she’s always one of the last ones in” Caitlyn said before asking “So what’s going to be your room’s theme this year?”

“Oh…I’m doing a Safari theme” Zoe said without hesitation. My reading groups are going to be the giraffes, the zebras and the lions and I found all these great pictures to put up around the room and on my bulletin board” she said enthusiastically.

The two teachers talked for a few more minutes before Caitlyn excused herself to begin working on her own room. They did promise to get together for lunch after the staff meeting.

After she was alone again, Zoe went to the desk at the front of the room. The satchel was gone; replaced by a blue purse that was filled with the things she would need to get through the day.

Zoe pulled out her wallet and took out her driver’s license. Her address was the same but the face was still going to take some getting used to. It was the first time she had seen it in a still photo and it hit her hard that it was her now. “That’s what I’m going to see from now on” she said. She read her height as 5’7” and her weight as 140 but her eyes and hair were still listed as hazel and brown.

Zoe continued to explore and saw that all the credit cards were still the same companies but the first name and signature on the back were different. Her car keys were the same along with the amount of cash.

Finding a few tampons and make up in the purse though sent a jolt through her body though. She smiled and pulled out the compact mirror.

With a slight steeling of her nerves in anticipation of what she would see, she popped open the mirror and saw her face again. This time though, it brought out a smile. She allowed the smile to linger and took in how it looked. The slight dimples in her cheeks, the way her mouth and cheeks moved and creased and the look of her lips and teeth when she smiled brought her assurance “I’m going to be okay I think” she said to the reflection. She took out the tube of lipstick and reapplied a bit of the pink to her lips as if she had being doing it for years.

“Huh” she said to herself “That wasn’t so bad”

“Come on Zoe” she heard Caitlyn in her doorway. “I’ll show you to the library; the staff meeting is going to start in a few”

“Okay; I’m coming” she said as she stood up and followed Caitlyn down the hall.

As they neared the library Principal Miller greeted them with a wide smile “Hey Zoe…how’s it going down there?”

“Good Matt; I’m still trying to find everything, but I’m getting there” she said confidently while thinking to herself “He doesn’t act like anything’s wrong. To him I must have always been Zoe: He hired Zoe…not Zach to be his new kindergarten teacher”

“Stay up this way Zoe. I’m going to introduce you and the other two newbies here to open the meeting” Matt said as she pointed to a chair just inside the door.

“Okay” Zoe said as she demurely slid onto the chair, keeping her knees together and keeping her skirt tucked down as she went.

“Yeah…I think I’m going to be okay” she thought again as the meeting began to officially start off the new school year.