Mark Hannah pulled into the parking lot at the nearly abandoned strip mall and saw that the only place with a cluster of cars was where he needed to be; the DMV.

“Shit” he mumbled as he pulled into a parking spot. He could already see inside through the large plate glass window and he could make out the usual long lines and crowd.

He pulled his number ‘74’ from the dispenser and looked up to see that the display was showing ‘Now Serving…58’ “Fuck” he said to himself from the end of the line.

It took nearly a half an hour to get up to the front before he heard “Number 74” choked out in a voice that screamed “I’ve been smoking 4 packs a day since I was 7”

“I just need to renew my license” Mark said to the lady across the counter.

“I need your old one” the old lady croaked out.

Mark pulled it out of his wallet and handed it over.

“Is everything here still accurate?” the lady asked.

Mark looked and saw his vital information ‘Mark S. Hannah; Sex M Height 6’2” Weight 220 Eyes Blue Hair Brown D.O.B.  7/8/1989’ “Yes…it’s all correct”

Mark passed the eye exam and signed the paperwork before sitting in the folding chair to get a new picture taken. He had no idea if his eyes were closed or if he was smiling as she told him “Have a seat and I’ll call you when it’s ready”

He sat down and looked across the room to where a short woman with brown hair was sitting down to get her picture taken. Mark noticed her 3” nude heels as she put her large brown purse at her feet and sat up straight in the chair.

When she got up and turned, Mark saw that she was pretty and very short. She had on a long tan skirt that stopped at her ankles and a tight brown top to go along with those nude colored heels. She flipped her shoulder length brown hair back as she put on a pair of glasses that she had removed for her picture.

Mark was simply bored with the entire process as he heard the old lady tell the woman “Have a seat and I’ll call you when it’s ready”

Mark folded his arms and continued his wait while the lady he had been watching took a seat a few chairs down from him. She pulled out her phone and appeared to be looking at her Facebook account.

Mark was trying not to be a creeper but he watched as she crossed her legs and bounced her foot up and down.

“I have licenses here for Marks and Hannah” the old lady said in her rasping voice. Mark stood up as did the woman from a few seats away. Mark smiled and put his arm out in the gesture for her to go first. She smiled in return and headed to the counter a few steps ahead of Mark.

“Everything good Honey” she said as she handed out the licenses.

Mark looked down and had to laugh “Um…not really” he chuckled as he looked at the card in his hand which said ‘Hannah Marks Sex F Height 5’2” Weight 120 Eyes Brown Hair Brown D.O.B. 8/9/1978’

He now knew the woman he had been looking at was named Hannah and was turning 38 years old.
Hannah smiled and cocked her head as she looked at the information on her license “Yeah…I think this one’s yours” she said as she put the card out toward Mark.

“No” the old lady said “Those are correct…I don’t make mistakes”

Mark smirked “It’s no big deal lady really” he said as he put the card he had in his hand out closer to Hannah.

Hannah grabbed the card from Mark’s hand as Mark took the one from Hannah’s hand “OW!” they both yelled as a shock was delivered to their fingertips that ran through their bodies and caused them to drop the cards to the ground.

The process seemed to go in slow motion at that point. Mark watched the licenses drop and clatter off the tile between their feet both landing face up. He saw his bearded face clearly on one and her small heart shaped face on the other as they both began to emit a glow.

He looked down, then across at Hannah who was also looking down and then down again. He saw his license with his face on it between her feet then he saw her license between his own feet. “What the…?” he muttered as it looked like the floor and the license were getting closer.

“What the…” Hannah echoed as she too saw the glow coming off the pieces of plastic on the ground. She suddenly felt queasy and dizzy and it appeared to her that the floor was getting farther away from her.

“I told you two that I gave you the correct licenses” they both heard the old lady say from the other side of the counter “But you wouldn’t listen…”

Mark put his hand out and down to pick the licenses up off the ground but as he did, he saw his hand pull up and into the sleeve of his long sleeved white dress shirt. His palm was soon engulfed and his fingers soon retreated up the sleeve as well.

Mark jerked back up but his balance felt off and everything seemed bigger to him including the woman standing directly in front of him. He looked up from the ground and saw that the woman he initially thought of as a cute short lady was getting taller and bigger by the second. She was nearly as tall as he was “But that’s impossible” he thought even as he felt his clothes getting bigger and baggier on his frame.

Hannah looked down at the ground that was undoubtedly getting further and further away from her eye level. She saw her feet bulging out of her shoes and felt them pinching tightly across her toes.

Her skirt was rising up her legs and her shirt was tight across her back and chest and the sleeves were rising up her forearms. “What’s happening to me?” she thought as she caught motion in front of her.

Hannah gasped as the man who had towered over her a moment ago came down to her eye level. Her hand flew to her mouth in shock and surprise. She saw him swimming in his clothing as he diminished in size before her “But if he’s getting smaller and I’m getting bigger…” she realized.

The glow from the floor intensified and pulsated and the tightness Hannah felt in her chest disappeared in a flash that shocked her even more when she saw why. Her shirt had changed; all of her clothes had changed. She was now wearing a men’s white dress shirt, white undershirt, long and large tan pants, boxer shorts, brown socks and brown wingtips shoes.

She looked over and saw the absurdity of the sight before her as a man with a full beard found himself shrinking down to the size of a tiny woman while now wearing her clothes.

Mark saw the pulsation and felt his shirt grip his arms tightly. It only took a single breath before he realized it was more than that “What the hell?” he thought to himself “Am I wearing…?”

Mark looked down and saw he now had on a tight brown woman’s top along with a nude colored bra that kept the fabric standing up in the front of his chest while another tight tank top pressed his stomach and sides in. Tight panties felt molded to his rear and a long skirt now swished at his calves. His ankles buckled as he realized he was now balancing in 3” nude heels that somehow fit better than his normal shoes.

Mark looked over and saw that Hannah was now wearing his clothes and even propped up on heels, she was taller than him and still growing larger.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” They screamed in unison but time had stopped around them and no one could hear them as they continued on their journeys up and down.

Hannah continued to grow to 6’2” while Mark shrank down to 5’2”.  Hannah eyed Mark up and down from the floor and his heels to the top of his head which only came up to her chin.

Mark looked down and grabbed the skirt to pull it taut against his legs. His feet were tingling and He could feel his heels shifting and sliding about. With an intense stare, he saw the few dark hairs along the tops of his feet stand up and pull inside him. The knuckles of his toes smoothed and narrowed and the heels began to fit better and feel more comfortable and less tight. He felt his toes slide around inside the ends of the shoes and with a sense of dread that knotted up at the back of his neck and made his heart flutter, Mark slid his foot back out of the shoe.

He gasped at the sight of small narrow toes emerging with their nails painted a bright red “That’s not my foot” he said as he held his right foot suspended in the air above the heel. His heel was narrower and smoother and when he lowered his foot back down, it slid into the shoe perfectly. He took his left foot out and saw that it was now a match to the right.

Hannah felt her feet sliding out and growing larger inside the shoes and socks she now wore. Her toes now touched the ends of the shoes and her heels reached the backs. She shut her eyes in realization of what was occurring “That woman is making our bodies switch to match the pictures and information on the licenses! I’m going to be a man!”

Mark hiked the skirt up higher on his legs and watched as the hair on them stood up and pulled inward disappearing and leaving behind nothing but soft and smooth skin. His calves shrank down and trimmed up and he felt the changes moving up his legs.

Hannah began to itch all over as hair began to grow and creep outward. She felt her legs tingling and saw the pants begin to move above her moving and changing legs. Her calves thickened and her thighs lengthened and became more muscular.

As Hannah’s hands went to and gripped her thighs, Mark continued to lift his skirt higher and higher up his changing legs. His fingertips briefly ran over his very smooth thigh as it filled out and rounded off changing completely from his old legs.

As his thighs expanded, he felt his ass and hips begin to slide outward to match them. His waist came in and the skirt began to fit better. In a moment of shock, he lost his grip on the skirt and it fluttered back down to brushing at his delicate ankles. The tight fitting panties were no longer quite as tight but they still hugged his form as it continued to change. His hands went to his sides as his hips spread before they went to his ass as it expanded and rounded. His panties slid back on his round firm ass and Mark was quite surprised at the feeling of his backside.

Hannah’s hips and ass began to diminish and slide inward and downward. Her ass flattened and her hips narrowed as her waist came out pressing on the waistband of her pants. It was then that she felt a warmth spreading through her midsection and beginning to lower “Oh God” she murmured. “Oh God No”

Hannah felt her insides shift and it felt as if everything was spilling forward. Her hands went to the front of her pants and she felt movement behind her hands. “Shit No” she said louder as a distinct bump formed and began to grow. She could feel her skin moving and changing; building up and redirecting all of its energy and mass into one area. A second bump began to form as a loose pocket of skin built up.

A rocket of nerves ran through her as two testicles formed, grew, and descended out of her and into her newly formed scrotum. “Oh God” she said in a deeper tone of voice. Her hands fumbled around as her pants lifted up showing the arrival of her new penis. It grew straight and wide and bulged out her pants in a way that nearly shocked her to tears.

Mark knew what was coming; he felt a stirring in his gut and a tingle in his crotch. The tingle led to a numbness as he felt his testicles begin to rise up, lifting up to his body. He took the deepest breath he could in through his nose but when they ascended up and into his body, his knees buckled and he had to re-balance quickly to keep from falling.

A humming and throbbing sensation began in the tip of his penis as it began to shrink down. The intensity of the nerve endings coming to life was almost unbearable to him. He could feel his skin shifting and sliding, moisture flowing forward combined with a sensation of his insides rearranging.

Mark shivered and shook but said nothing. The tip of his penis came under folds of skin and reformed as his clitoris as his vagina formed up. Tension ran up and down his body as he tried to maintain his composure. Tears formed in his eyes that he quickly blinked away as a full body spasm racked him from head to toe and he shuddered in response.

Mark swallowed and nodded to Hannah who simply returned the nod in kind.

Hannah allowed herself a quick but firm grip of her new penis through the fabric of her pants and boxers before she felt her stomach expanding and her back spreading wider. Her shoulders rose up and out like never before. The hair that had ridden up her legs had spread across her crotch and up over her stomach now began to pop out over her chest between and on her still existent female breasts.

The white dress shirt she had on left little to the imagination as her 38C breasts now began to diminish in size and pull inward. The fat turned to muscle as it pulled closer and closer to her chest. Hannah’s hands groped and pulled on them but to no avail as her chest turned masculine.

She slapped her hard flat chest and pulled at the collar of her shirts trying to peer down and get a look. It was dark but she saw nothing resembling her breasts remaining as small nipples engulfed in curly black hairs were to be seen instead.

Mark looked down at the tight brown top he had on began to move as his body moved under it. His stomach came in rounder and smaller than before as his back contracted and his shoulders dipped and rounded off. Hannah’s bra had come to him when their clothes switched and now he felt a stirring there. The straps tightened on his shoulders and around his chest in anticipation. His nipples puffed out and his areolas grew as the flesh began to swell and grow.

Mass quickly built up and weight piled on the front of his chest. He could feel the bottoms of his new breasts make contact with the wires of the bra and continued to grow outward as the fabric cupped them and held them up and out. Soon the nipples brushed the front of the nude colored bra but the brushing sensation didn’t last but a second until the nipples were pressed firmly from behind into the bra.

Cleavage formed as his breasts rounded and filled out to a 38C pushing the front of the brown top down and into position showing off his now impressive chest.

Mark’s hands flew up and cupped the breasts from beneath; he couldn’t help himself from pushing them up and together before allowing them to settle in. “My God…” he mumbled.

Hannah’s arms rippled under the shirt sleeves as they bulked up and muscled. She brought them in to her chest before she lifted her hands to watch them change.

She saw the palms of her hands flare outward getting much larger in a single moment before her fingers thickened and lengthened. The backs of her hands became rougher and veins appeared. Her nails widened and flattened out before her very slight nail growth receded to very trim close cut fingernails. She noticed even a few hairs appearing on her index fingers near the knuckles.

Mark felt the sleeves of his shirt loosen but the elastic still held it close and tight as his muscles loosened and reformed with softer upper arms coming onto him. His wrists slimmed and his forearms went hairless just before the backs of his hands smoothed out and shrank down dramatically.

He splayed his fingers out as they thinned and shrank down smaller, “Dainty” he thought as his nails rounded and thinned and grew out slightly showing white at the ends. He balled his fingers into fists and felt the nails press into the soft palms of his hands.

Mark turned and looked up and saw fresh stubble breaking out on Hannah’s cheeks and chin and upper lip. She ran her fingers through it scratching as she went. Her chin jutted forward and her jawline strengthened and squared. Mark smirked as he noticed her Adam’s apple pop out of her throat.

Hannah looked down and saw Mark’s face softening; his beard and mustache were quickly fading, getting thinner and lighter until it was entirely gone. He ran his hand over her soft smooth cheeks and pursed his lips so his tongue could slip out and run over his smooth upper lip.

Mark felt his chin weaken and pull inward much closer to his neck as his jaw reshaped and lifted making his face heart shaped in return. His lips shrank inward but plumped up as his teeth shrank down much smaller inside his much smaller mouth. Even his tongue shrank down shorter inside his changing mouth.

Hannah’s lips spread out longer and thinner and her teeth grew larger to fit her new larger mouth. She swallowed as her nose began to grow much larger on her face and her cheeks dropped and flattened out.

Marks’s nose shrank down much smaller as his cheeks rounded and lifted up. He ran his thumb and index finger over his tiny nose amazed at its small pert shape. His blue eyes widened but also pulled closer in toward his nose as they darkened in color to brown. His eyebrows thinned considerably as his eyelashes thickened and his forehead shrank down. His ears also shrank and two small piercing holes appeared in them followed soon after by one of the few items that didn’t change when they switched clothes; Hannah’s gold hoop earrings.

Hannah felt her eyes narrowing and moving further out as her forehead rose up and her eyebrows went bushy and wild. Her brown eyes faded to blue as her eyelashes thinned and her ears grew. She felt a slight pop as her earrings switched places and left her with large but untouched lobes.

Hannah’s dark brown hair began to rise up off her neck and shoulders exposing her ears as it went.
It swept back from her forehead and styled itself into a short men’s cut.

Mark’s hair swept forward over part of his forehead as it grew longer on the sides and back tickling his ears and neck as it descended to his shoulders.

With a shiver from both of them, they completed their transformation into the other and time started back up around them. Noise and movement took off as if nothing had occurred.

Hannah gasped and clutched at her flat chest as Mark took a dramatic step back, his heel wobbling slightly as he re-balanced in his new clothes, at his new height, and in her new body.

“Oh My God” She said “I’m Hannah” She began to clutch and grab at her clothes and body.

“And I’m Mark…holy shit” Mark responded looking down on the small woman he used to be.

“This is…this is impossible” Hannah said.

“I told you I don’t make mistakes…now pick up your licenses and move along; there are other customers here you know” the old lady said with a satisfied look on her face.

The new Mark bent down and picked up both licenses off the floor.

“Thanks” The new Hannah replied looking at the picture that now matched her own face “I guess”

“You’re…um…welcome” Mark replied as another man pushed in between the two of them to complete his order.

Hannah walked to the back of the room, the heels feeling better and more natural with every step. Mark followed still staring at the information on the piece of plastic in his burly hand. “Not the best picture” he said to himself mainly.

“It never is…they never get the real me in these shots” Hannah replied back.

“Yeah, how right you are” Mark responded with a shake of his head.