“Honey: Can you get in the closet and get out my nude heels and my brown sandals” Heather Sanders called out to her husband Nate.
Nate got up and walked to the closet and got down on his hands and knees “Ugh” he sighed as he began to dig. He found the left heel and the right sandal but didn’t see an immediate match for either of them so he continued digging down.
Nate could smell his wife’s perfume and could hear her putting away her hand mirror and her comb.
He found the right heel and tossed them down the hall as he heard his wife’s footsteps approaching. She stopped a few feet away from him as he found the left sandal.
Nate spun toward his wife “What do you think?” she asked. “Do I look okay?”
“You look fine” he said getting up and dusting off his hands.
“No…do you see any wrinkles? I should have pressed this shirt…I haven’t worn in it months” Heather said turning around “Do I have any fuzz on my back?”
Nate walked over and picked one fuzz ball off “There…you’re fine” he said and began to walk away.
“Wait” Heather said. She put her right foot into the 3 inch nude heel and her left in the flat brown sandal “Which one looks better?” she asked doing her odd balancing act.
Nate already knew his answer but looked his wife up and down anyway. Heather was 5’1” with short brown hair that came down to her chin level that she had moussed up so it stood out fuller. She had small features, hazel eyes and wire rimmed glasses.
Heather was getting ready for a baby shower; she was wearing a brown top that Nate liked because it showed off her impressive cleavage and a loose, tan skirt that came down to mid-calf.
Now she was modeling her two shoe choices as Nate said “I’m sure the sandals are more comfortable but you know I love to see you in those heels”
Heather smiled “I was thinking the heels today anyway” she said kicking off the sandal and wrangling her left foot into her heel.
“So, Erica and I have to suffer through all the stupid party games and acting like seeing pink onesies excite us for 3 hours while you and Steve get to watch the Bears game?”
Heather said grabbing her purse.
“Yup” Nate laughed “The joys of being girls I guess. Guys don’t do baby showers”
Heather elbowed her husband in the ribs as they walked next door. They were good friends with their neighbors Steve and Erica Duncan and had been since they had moved in three years ago. The baby shower was for another of their neighbors a few houses down so Erica and Heather had been invited but neither really wanted to go.
Nate was 6’3” so with her heels, Heather was finally less than a foot shorter than him, but she was still by far, the smallest of all four of them as Erica was 5’7” and Steve, 6’4”
“What’s up you two?” Steve said opening the door for them as they were still walking up.
“Nothing much” Nate said.
“You look very nice Heather” Steve said.
“Thank You” Heather replied stepping inside ahead of her husband and stepping off to the side.
“Erica will be down in a sec…she was just finishing getting ready” Steve said “You want a beer?”
“I’d love one but they probably would frown on me bringing my own to the shower” Heather said quickly with a smile.
“Ha…good one Heather” Steve replied still heading to the kitchen.
Erica came down the steps wearing a sleeveless floral print dress that came down to her mid-thigh. She had on a black sweater, black tights, and black flats. She had long brown hair that she wore in bangs over her black glasses.
“Hey guys” she said as she descended the stairs. “You ready for this?” she said to Heather in a sarcastic and cynical tone of voice.
“Oh Yea” Heather replied twirling her finger up in a circle in mock enthusiasm.
“So who’s all going to be there?” Nate asked.
“I don’t know…I’m sure it’s mostly family” Heather replied.
“I know Susan Milowski and her daughter Katie will be there as well as Rebecca Jordan”
Erica replied adjusting her sweater on her shoulders.
“Oh…Rebecca’s going to be there huh?” Steve said in an ornery tone.
“Oh shut up…seriously…she’s like 21 ya perv” Erica said laughing. It was al long running joke among all four of them with their young neighbor down the street. Rebecca had just graduated college and was living with her parents. She went running every day, many days in just a sports bra and tight running pants, and Steve teased his wife about her whenever she passed by.
“Too bad we can’t come too” Steve said. “I’ve only seen her in her workout clothes…seeing her in her dress clothes…” he whistled.
Nate laughed and cracked open his beer that Steve had just handed him.
“Oh…you two wouldn’t last five seconds at a baby shower” Heather said.
“The games alone would drive you mad let alone the endless baby talk and pretending to be interested” Erica said. She sat down on the corner of the couch and slipped her right foot out of her black flat. She picked at her tights and adjusted the seam running over the tops of her toes. “I painted my toenails last night too…then I go and decide to wear black tights today…oh well”
“Ooo, what color?” Heather said leaning over.
“Ooo, what color?” Steve said in the exact tone Heather had used before he burst out laughing again.
Erica gave him a withering look, folding her arms over her chest “Smart ass…” she mumbled. “It’s called Deep purple and…”
Steve and Nate interrupted her upon hearing Deep Purple with their rendition of Smoke on the Water.
“God you two are hilarious today” Erica said sarcastically slowly shaking her head at the antics of the husbands.
“Sit there braying like jackasses” Erica added as she went to the kitchen island to grab her purse. There were also two large presents sitting on the island; the activity mat and diaper genie that Heather and Erica had gone in on together off the register.
Heather followed Erica into the kitchen and grabbed the awkwardly shaped diaper genie box. “Can you get that?” Steve asked her.
“I’m stronger than I look” Heather replied as she put the box on the ground and tapped at it with her heeled foot. “Still, I’d rather watch the Bears-Chiefs game instead of going to this shower”
“Too bad it’s not your Steelers playing” Nate said to his wife.
“They’re on Monday night this week…going to kick the crap out of the Browns” Heather replied.
“So…do you really play the game where they smear a chocolate bar into a diaper?” Steve asked.
“Yeah…that’s usually one of them” Heather replied.
“So do they keep one diaper as the real thing and if you get that one…” Steve started.
“Oh just stop it” Erica said loudly, slapping her husband on the shoulder. “You know what…you’re starting to tick me off” She pointed at him “Keep it up and you’ll be going with me to this shower”
“Awesome…I’ve already said I’d rather watch football” Heather replied.
“Even I would rather watch football than go to this shower or have to hear another comment from you” she told Steve.
“Hey, I’d probably do pretty good with the game where you have to drink a baby bottle the fastest” Steve said “I mean I like to suck on your nipples all the…”
“That’s it!” Erica said stomping her foot. “I warned you: I never thought you’d tick me off so much that I’d have to use this little trick that my Grandma taught me but I’m going to teach you a lesson oh strong and manly husband of mine”
“What’s that?” Steve said rising up to his full 6’4” height and stroking his full beard.
“I already told you…you’re going to go to this shower with me now” Erica replied calmly.
“Oh yeah” Steve laughed dismissively “I hardly look the part” he said spreading his arms out wide.
“Don’t worry; you will” Erica said. She shut her eyes and began to whisper to herself.
Steve began to feel a bit nervous; he had never seen his wife do anything like this before. Erica’s eyes popped open and a smile crept across her lips. She gave her husband a little shy wave “Bye-bye”
“What are you…AH!” Steve said as a tingling feeling ran through him. He could instantly tell that something wasn’t right and he let out his quick scream when it became apparent to him that he was beginning to shrink.
“What did you do to me?! Why am I getting smaller?!” Steve said as he slapped and clutched at his shirt as it began to get larger on him.
Erica raised her eyebrows and smirked at Steve as inches began to drop off of him, still tapping her foot and keeping her arms folded. She drummed her fingernails against her upper arms. Her dark purple nails dancing against her sleeves.
“What the? Nate said and Heather took a step back before walking closer, fascinated trying to get a better look.
“What did you do to him?” Heather asked, her voice, usually deep and velvety smooth rising in concern.
“Just watch…it really will be fascinating…especially for you Heather” Erica said.
Panic was setting into Steve’s eyes as they darted all around. He looked at Nate, then to his wife, then down to the floor which seemed to be rising up and getting closer to his eyes, and then to Heather.
He was already a few inches shorter than Nate and was approaching his wife’s height. He felt his shoulders rising up and moving against his will. The muscles there were contracting and rounding off and becoming softer and shorter.
“I…I’m sorry Honey…I…I was just joking you know that…I mean I joke all the time” Steve said quickly, rambling a bit.
“I know…but this time: The jokes on you” Erica said leaning forward.
As he continued to shrink down shorter and smaller, Steve’s face began to move; lifting up in places and beginning to morph into something different.
“I…uh…AH!” He let out another little yelp as he felt his cheeks rise up and pop out on his face. “What the…” his hands went to his cheeks and he rubbed them; they felt softer and round.
“Mmmm” he clamped his lips together and hummed as his facial appear pulled back into his face leaving behind clean and smooth surfaces on his cheeks, chin, neck and upper lip.
His large hands ran over his smooth, soft and hairless face. His eyes began to narrow and he clamped them shut for a moment. When he opened them, his blue eyes were now hazel in color. His eyelashes grew out longer as his eyes got smaller and shifted closer on his face.
“What’s happening to my face?! Come on Erica; stop this…it isn’t funny anymore!” The tingle settled in his nose and Steve’s rather large nose pulled up much, much smaller and shorter on his face making his cheeks even more prominent.
His eyebrows thinned and his forehead began to shift even as the size of his entire head got smaller in one simple shuddering movement. His light brown hair began to darken and grow out longer.
His lips plumped up but also shrank down to be not nearly as wide as before. Steve opened his mouth and sucked in air as his teeth shrank down much smaller and shifted inside his mouth. Even his tongue got smaller as his chin and jaw pulled inward, softening.
“Oh…My…God…” Heather said.
“I told you it would be interesting for you to watch” Erica said as Steve shrank down even shorter than her 5’7” and showed no signs of stopping yet.
Steve’s hair came to just past his chin and ears and began to fill outward, taking on a tousled and moussed look to give style to the new hair.
Heather guffawed. “Holy Shit”
“What?!” Steve said looking around, still shrinking. “What do I look like?”
“Dude” Heather said putting one hand up to her mouth and the other out towards Steve “You look like me” she said unable to stop laughing.
Steve’s new, feminine face fell. His jaw hung open as he continued to get smaller. He turned to Heather and saw that he was almost as short as her now.
“I told you that if you kept joking around that I’d make you go to the shower with me”
Erica said. “So what better way that to turn you into Heather; at least for a little while”
“Why and more importantly how did you do this?” Steve asked.
“Don’t be such a baby…it won’t hurt you” Erica said see sawing her head back and forth a little “You’ll think a little bit like Heather but not enough to affect you; just enough so you don’t act like yourself when you’re there”
“But I don’t want to think like Heather…even a little bit” Steve said. He looked down at his hands and saw them getting smaller. His fingers were slimming and getting shorter on top of his palms and the backs of his hands getting smaller and smoother.
His arms were also getting much shorter and becoming rounder and softer instead of knobby and muscled.
“Trust me…you’ll need to think like her a little bit for all of our sakes” Erica said. “And as for the second part of your question: My Grandma taught me a little trick to say if you want to get someone to change. I’m not telling you what it is though”
“Why am I shorter than you?” Steve said as he found himself looking up into Heather’s eyes.
Heather looked down and simply said “I’m wearing heels” as Steve settled in at just 5’1”
Steve’s chest shuddered and shrank inward, also softening as his muscle tone changed. His back tightened and arched near the small of his back, thrusting his chest out forward.
As it did, the Chicago Bears shirt he had on began to change as well. The collar began to dip lower and lower. The sleeves tightened on his arms and grew down to his wrists. The waist came in as the cut changed to accentuate the hourglass figure he was beginning to obtain.
He felt a new garment wrap around his chest and reach up over his shoulders as a size 38C bra appeared on him. “Oh No” he said shaking his head “No, no, no…” he looked down.
He could see the top of his chest, soft smooth skin stood where chest hair had previously sat. He felt like his nipples were on fire as nerve endings and new sensations blazed to life. Small bumps came up around his widening areolas.
Steve’s hands came up but he didn’t want to just outright grab his growing breasts for fear that either Heather, or Nate would punch him. But grow they did; large and round and firm on his small chest. Heather’s breasts were now his and he had to blush as he had admired them quietly for years. His cleavage formed up and presented itself in his new brown shirt.
Steve’s hands did go to his hips as they began to flare outward, bringing his waist in as they went out making the shirt even more form fitting.
His stomach shifted as his center of gravity began to shift. His jeans had dropped down as he had lost height but now they grew tight as his ass began to grow outward. Just as it began to become uncomfortable, his jeans began to rise up and combine into one hole in the bottom. The waist puffed out and his jeans had turned into Heather’s loose tan skirt slowly rising up his legs.
Saliva rushed into Steve’s mouth. He blushed bright red and spun around, facing away from everyone else.
“Ohhhhhhh” Erica let out with a low laugh “I get it; it’s okay honey but you have to understand…every change must be a complete change”
Heather now laughed realizing what was going on.
“We can’t have you walking around with that thing hanging out now could we?” Erica added as Nate just stared.
Steve felt his penis begin to quiver and shake. His testicles lifted up and pulled up closer and closer to his body getting smaller as they went up. He squinted when they popped back into his body cavity. His penis shrank down smaller and shorter until just the head was left at the top and even it was tiny in comparison to what it had been before. Skin opened and moisture flooded forward as skin rearranged and an entirely new sensation rocked his changing body.
Steve struggled to stand back up to his full height but found that his shoulders kept pulling him forward until the waves coming from his new midsection subsided. He let out a deep exhale and felt his ass continue to grow and change.
Steve’s rather flat male ass was becoming Heather’s heart shaped and full ass and his thighs began to grow out round and full beneath his flowing skirt.
The skirt had come up and stopped at the middle of his calves as all the hair on his legs disappeared. His shorter thighs grew round and came together and touched as his boxers rose up and changed into Heather’s nude colored panties.
Steve’s knees buckled as the changes washed over them and his calves shrank and changed as well.
He had been barefoot when all this began and now he gathered up his skirt and pulled it tight against his legs to watch his feet change.
Steve’s large and hairy size 12 feet glimmered as the hair disappeared leaving behind yet another smooth soft surface. His heels pulled in narrower to begin with, followed by the sides of his feet coming in. Next they began to get much smaller, shrinking down to a women’s size 8 as even his toes began to shift and change on him.
Steve’s toes got shorter; stubby in a way and his pinkie toes were so small that they barely even had a nail on them but he could see that they were there as red nail polish appeared on his toes one by one, working their way up the line to his now much smaller big toes. “So small” he muttered. “Everything’s so…” he said in his own voice before the word “…small” came out in Heather’s voice.
He stood up straight and let go of his skirt to put his hand up to his mouth at the sound of his voice.
Before Steve could say anything more though, he began to rise up taller again “What the…oh” she said looking back down and pulling the skirt back again. “She saw that she had gotten taller and her feet felt different because she was now wearing a pair of 3” nude heels.
“This is amazing” Heather said looking at her exact twin before her “I can’t believe this” she reached out and touched Steve’s hair “It feels just like mine”
“Feels, looks, sounds…everything just like you” Erica said looking over her handiwork. “For all intents and purposes, Steve is you now”
It was all too much for Nate at this point. He had watched his best friend turn into his wife. He didn’t know if he should be disgusted or turned on and now his brain was simply on overload. He put his beer down, pointed and laughed.
“What are you laughing at…shut up!” Steve said.
“I…I can’t help it man” Nate said and began to laugh harder “Oops…shouldn’t have said that anymore…man”
Steve walked toward Nate flawlessly in her heels in should be noted. Her hips and ass swaying but she didn’t even come up to Nate’s chin so her warning of “Shut up or else you could end up like this too” fell short.
Nate began to compose himself and Steve stepped back a few steps.
“You are working those heels girlfriend” Erica told her husband.
Steve didn’t say a thing but just let out a loud exhale from her nose. Smaller details were coming to her now. She looked down at her chest and saw a silver heart pendant dangling there; sitting perched on top of her boobs.
Steve blushed as her hands went to her breasts and gave them a light squeeze and then a slight lift up “Damn” she said as they fell back into place.
Steve got a glimpse of her hands as they came away from her chest. “Oh” she said softly taking in her hands. She wore no nail polish on her fingers but her small round nails still looked foreign to her. She pressed the low white top of her index fingernail into the back of her thumb. Her hands were rougher than Erica’s by comparison but “I’m older now” she thought.
Steve caught sight of the rings she now wore on her left ring finger. A simple gold band and a one carat diamond sat glimmering in the light.
“I’m 38 now” Steve thought, the thought taking her a bit by surprise “11 years older…even if she doesn’t look it” she thought as her hands ran over her cheeks again. She bumped the glasses that she now wore; small wire rimmed frames. The one indication of her age was when Heather lifted her glasses up and put them on top of her head to read something up close.
As she turned her head, she felt a slight tugging. Her hair had gotten caught on one of her earrings “Erica doesn’t even wear earrings but…” her hands went there “…I’ve got two pairs in each ear now”
Steve fluffed out her hair naturally as if she had been doing it for years with this hairstyle. She looked down all the way again and gently slipper her right foot out of the heel. She held it suspended in the air for a moment as she spread out her toes.
She leaned up against the island and brought her foot up to her left knee. Steve reached out and rubbed the ball of her right foot and ran her fingers over the tops of her tiny toes, taking in the slick feel of the red nail polish that Heather so often wore.
Erica looked at her husband “I can paint your fingers that color too if you want”
Steve blushed hard; he did want his fingers painted like that even though Heather never wore fingernail polish.
As Erica took a step towards her changed and small husband, Nate took off laughing again. “Excuse me one moment”
Erica walked over to Nate and stood before him with her arms folded and a super pissed look on her face.
“Oh Shit…looks like I’m in trouble now” Nate said laughing.
“Honey…don’t do anything stupid” Heather said from a few feet away.
“Too late for that” Erica said as she closed her eyes “Time for you to join your friend on the other side…have fun at the shower” Erica began to whisper to herself again.
Nate’s laughter cut off abruptly. “Uh…what are you doing?” he said. “Don’t…what are you…oh…oh God that feels weird”
Nate shuddered and began to shrink down now too. He looked over and saw a satisfied grin on Erica’s face. That grin spread into an all-out smile showing Erica’s wide white teeth as she began to laugh “I’m going to want to watch this” she said.
“Did you?” Nate said as inches began to drop off of him. Nate’s mind was putting two and two together as he said “I’m going to look like you” to Erica.
Erica nodded slowly “Uh-huh” she clapped a little and bounced on the balls of her feet “I get to have a twin now too”
“This isn’t funny Erica…I’m sorry…I just couldn’t stop laughing”
“Oh this is funny too” Erica replied “At least I think it’s funny” She looked Nate up and down “It should be fun to watch you try to pull off being me but first, I’ll just enjoy watching you become me”
Nate dropped down a bit shorter when he felt his face beginning to tingle. “Whoa” he said as he goatee disappeared; all the excess hair on his face vanished and his chin began to shift. It rounded up away from the crooked chin he usually had as his jawline softened and changed.
“My lips are numb” Nate said running a finger over them. As the finger travelled its circle, his lips changed, becoming soft and moist. “My teeth…it feels like my gums are liquid and…” he bared his teeth as they changed shape and position inside his mouth as it became Erica’s mouth.
“Mmmm” he hummed as his nose shrank. It was of course smaller than the one Nate was used to as he saw it moving out of the corners of his eyes. A uniform broadness settled in as he felt his cheeks shift and move. They became long and sleek and very feminine changing the entire look of his face.
Nate’s green eyes began to widen and darken in color transforming to Erica’s wide brown eyes. His whole head shrank down as he continued to get shorter and his forehead shrank down as well.
Nate’s thin blond eyebrows thickened and darkened becoming bushier in appearance but Nate also knew that he wouldn’t be seeing his eyebrows without some effort very soon.
“Ooo” he said as heavy black plastic frames popped onto his face, weighing down his ears and the bridge of his nose as they settled in. His ears modified as the stems of the glasses hit them becoming much smaller and closer to the sides of his head. Erica didn’t have pierced ears and Nate realized that as he ran his fingers over the soft lobes.
Nate saw the two Heathers approaching closer to get a better view of his transformation.
He made a disgusted expression but with his new feminine visage, it just made him look pouty and cute instead of mad.
Nate’s hair began to grow out all over. It was darkening up from Nate’s natural dark blond to Erica’s deep dark brown hair. He brushed his forehead as bangs began to creep down and form up thick over his forehead coming down to the tops of his glasses.
His whole hair shifted into Erica’s style as it grew long and thick down past his shoulders tickling his ears and cheeks as the tendrils waved by.
With Steve’s change, Nate was by far the tallest at the moment but that was rapidly changing. He was getting shorter and was much closer to Erica’s height of 5’7” as his shoulders pulled in and his back began to contract down smaller. “It kind of pinches” he said pulling his shoulders forward.
Nate’s arms were getting shorter and much skinnier; weight was dropping off faster than inches as he dropped from 200 to 125 pounds. His long, lithe arms stuck out of the now very large sleeves of his black t-shirt.
“I hope that Deep Purple song was worth it” Erica said taking Nate’s hand and lifting it up gently. Nate spread out his fingers as Erica broke away. His fingers shook slightly from the nerves and adrenaline running through him as he changed but he watched them clearly begin to morph into Erica’s hands and fingers.
Erica was meticulous about her hands and her nails, always keeping them painted and touched up; there was never a chip or bare spot to be found. Nate’s rough hands softened as they shrank and his fingers became long, thin and delicate.
“You will take care of those hands when you are in my body” Erica said defensively.
“Uh-huh” Nate replied still fascinated watching his nails grow out long and thick before they covered up in deep purple polish.
Nate shrank the remaining few inches down until he was looking directly into Erica’s eyes at her natural height. His chest began to condense down, narrowing along the sides as his clothes began to morph and change on him.
Nate’s plain black t-shit layered itself with sleeves crawling down his arms and a new opening forming for the black sweater that now covered his arms and shoulders. The lower layer changed to a satiny feeling garment that came up over his shoulders with no sleeves coming down. The bottom of the shirt attached to his jeans and a floral pattern began to form.
The weight loss of getting down to Erica’s size had taken care of most of Nate’s belly but now his stomach pulled up tight and flat and toned. Nate’s hands went to his taut midsection and the nails ran over the soft, smooth satin pressing down to feel the body beneath it.
Nate’s big doe eyes got larger still as he felt an additional garment coming onto his smaller chest. Under that sleeveless dress, two new thin straps came over his shoulders. Nate felt a constriction on his chest as Erica’s bra appeared, ready and waiting to catch what he was about to receive.
It was tough to tell which Heather was the original and which one was actually Steve but the giggling from the one on the right gave it away now. “Shut up Dude…yeah…I’m getting your wife’s boobs” Nate shot at Steve.
Nate pursed his lips before licking them as his nipples flared out and stood up more sensitive than ever before in his life. “Oh God…that’s sensitive” he said as flesh and mass began to build up. He knew he wouldn’t be nearly as big as his own wife when it came to breasts but Nate still realized what all the fuss was about as they grew out on his chest.
He saw his dress top rising up and out as his growing boobs filled the cups. He felt his nipples first make contact with the soft fabric then more and more flesh came in contact as well until he possessed a nice 34B chest.
Nate’s hips flared out giving him a woman’s curves accentuating his chest and allowing the dress to cling tighter to his changing body as his waist narrowed as well.
Nate’s jeans, already attached to his top began to lift up exposing his knobby and hairy legs. The jeans rose up to the middle of his thighs before they merged into the bottom of the dress and picked up the satin tone and floral print correspondingly.
Nate’s ass began to grow out now round and full but tight and firm. His hands flew behind him and grasped at the expanding physique there. The dress pushed out and rounded off nicely though, showing off Erica’s body.
The Heather on the left realized first what was now happening to her husband. She looked down slightly embarrassed at the unsightly and out of place bulge in the front of the dress. Nate blushed and gripped the kitchen counter in front him tightly “Oh…Oh!” the second word coming out much higher.
Nate grimaced as he felt his testicles shrink and pull up, the skin along his scrotum retracting and straining, pulling upward and his penis, and the bulge, went down decreasing in size.
Erica cocked her head as she watched and the Heather on the right covered her eyes with her hand “I can’t watch that happen to someone else” she said.
Nate let go of the counter and his hands hovered above the dress as his penis shrank and shrank back to nothing. He felt the flesh rise up in a mound though and he could feel the pattern of his hair moving. Some pulling in as others grew out.
Everything felt warm and moist as his skin opened and rearranged forming up into Erica’s most private part. He was slightly embarrassed at possessing it now but he swallowed hard and stood up straight in acceptance. “Okay Erica” Nate said stopping himself at the sound of his voice. It was much higher than his usual baritone, feminine sounding and a bit nasally from the inside at least.
Nate cleared his throat “What I meant to say was…God this is going to take a lot of getting used to…I mean hearing a different voice coming out of your mouth” Nate said sidetracked again. He looked down; the floor was much closer and he could see his hairy legs poking out from under the dress and his white socks still covered his feet.
He saw both Heathers doing the same nervous habit. Both were leaning slightly to the right, arms folded and both were slipping their right foot in and out of their high heel.
They would both bring it out, flex their toes, then slide it back in giving their heel the exact same wiggle as they did. “Freaky…must be something that just comes with the body”
Nate thought quickly before he was wrapped up again in his own changes.
Nate felt his thighs tremble slightly. Erica had long legs for her height. They were super trim and lithe and now they were coming to Nate.
His thighs contracted in one way while expanding in a different way. The muscles trimmed and smoothed out as his thighs rounded and softened in their feminine way.
Nate looked down and saw the hairs on his legs standing up in rows and then pulling in and disappearing leaving behind smooth shiny skin. His knees pulsated as they changed shape and his calves trimmed down dramatically as he received Erica’s long shapely legs.
As the changes made their way further down, Nate’s white socks turned black and began to thin out and rise up. They had been sitting just above his ankles but now the crept up his newly smoothed out calves, knees and thighs becoming Erica’s tights.
Nate felt his boxers finally change into a pair of tight, high cut panties that clung to his hips and ass as the tights went higher up her legs.
Nate felt them snap into place around his hips and waist and he looked down at his shrinking feet.
“Here comes the last part” the real Heather said chewing on her bottom lip. Nate noticed Steve was doing the same to her plump pink bottom lip at the same time.
Nate saw his heels pull inward and the sides of his feet came in drastically as his wide feet morphed into Erica’s small but skinny feet. He felt the balls of his feet plump up along with the soles inside the tights as his toes began to reshape themselves into Erica’s.
His wide toes narrowed and became long and skinny and even through the tights, he could see his nails shifting and moving. The new thinner nails darkened as the same deep purple nail polish appeared on them.
Nate lifted his toes up and spread them against the tight and clingy tight fabric. He could feel the same seem that had bugged Erica earlier and as he relaxed his toes down flat, size 7 black flats appeared on his small feet.
Nate lifted up his right ankle, flexing on the ball of his foot. His new shoe popped off the heel and he could see the arch of his foot exposed. He turned his right shoulder and dipped it as he took in the contours of his bent leg, tucking his hair behind his ear naturally as it fell forward.
Nate smiled Erica’s smile as he saw the curve of his hip and ass and the push on the front of his dress from his developed bust.
The other three stared at him as he was lost in thought taking in his new body. She spread out her fingers again and wiggled them. She brought her thumb nail up to her mouth as she bent at the waist taking in the view from the top.
Nate gently chewed at her thumbnail, testing the strength and thickness of it between her teeth. Her hair spilled forward over her shoulders cascading down the front of her dress. She caught her necklace as it dangled down, smiling a crooked smile at it as the ring on her left hand caught her eye.
“This is amazing Erica…I’m just like you” Nate said.
“Everything should be the same” Erica replied checking out her double closely “Everything: And like I told her over there” she jerked her thumb toward Steve. “Some of your mind will be shifting more and more towards mine as you stay as me; don’t worry…it’s all just part of the process; and the fun” she added with a raise of her eyebrows beneath her heavy bangs.
“I just can’t believe it” Nate said still adjusting to his voice. Her hands were resting on her stomach just feeling it lift and lower as she breathed in and out. “Everything…so I have a uterus now” She asked suddenly.
Erica tilted her head back and forth “Yeah” she smiled. “You’ve got everything that I’ve got”
“You’re not on your period are you?” Nate asked.
Erica laughed “No Nate, you’re not on your period”