“At least the rain is holding off” Angie Felder said to her co-worker Lori Andrews as they stepped outside.
“Yeah, we’re not going to have many more days like this; 75 and sunny in October” Lori replied as they headed to their cars “Perfect night for run. Too bad it’s supposed to be 50 and rainy on Sunday for my race; but that’s how it always goes”
Lori waved goodbye as she backed out and headed for home. Lori was 48 and divorced; her son lived with her and was a junior in college. Lori ran Triathlons and the last one for the year was coming up; she was planning on running 5 miles that night and was looking forward to it. Running, biking and swimming were her stress relievers, sometimes though, she just wished her life was simpler.
Jack Andrews made it home before his Mom did. He pulled off to the side like always so his Mom’s car could go into the garage. He went in and dropped his backpack by the door. He knew he had at least 15 minutes before she got home and maybe a bit longer. He also knew that once she did get home, she would change clothes and head out for her nightly run and be gone for an hour.
He enjoyed the silence of the house as he grabbed something to drink and started reading his homework assignment.
Lori pulled in a few minutes later “Hey...how was your day?” she asked slipping off her tan flats by the door.
“Not bad...how was yours?” Jack replied.
“Same shit different day” she replied with a smile and a shrug.
“Sorry about that” Jack replied.
“It’s not your fault. Just work is work you know” Lori said going past him and towards her bedroom to change.
“I know; it’s just...I know how hard you work...” Jack trailed off. “I wish I could help you out more”
“Haha...sometimes I wish you could too” Lori called out. She was unbuttoning her white blouse as she talked. Lori was in great shape for her age; she routinely came in first place for her age group in her races. She bent forward as she took down her tan dress pants making her abs flash over her flat stomach.
Her toned and well-muscled thighs came into her sight as she undressed. She replaced her work outfit with a sports bra, t-shirt and running shorts. She put on a pair of ankle socks and her well-worn running shoes.
Lori kept her blonde hair just above shoulder length and now she pulled it up into a stubby ponytail. Her face was well-lined showing the years she had spent outdoors but her bright blue eyes shone forth with determination as she stopped by the front door. “I have no idea what to do for dinner so let me know when I get back if you have anything in mind”
“Have a good run Mom” Jack said watching her leave.
Lori smiled over her shoulder and headed out.
Jack watched her go down the street and turn left before he headed to her room.
His heart always pounded a bit faster and he could feel his cheeks blushing. He had been doing this since he was 13; 7 years now. If his Mom knew, she never said anything. He always felt the same rush of exhilaration and the same rush of shame.
Jack was fairly slight in build; just 5’9”, 3 inches taller than his Mom, he fit easily into her clothes. He took out the clothes she had just discarded and began slipping them on piece by piece.
Once fully dressed, he went back to the kitchen and slipped on her shoes. Just a bit tight, he was always worried about stretching them out. But his Mom was rough on clothes anyway; it was just her demeanor, so any adverse wear he put into them, she probably just thought was her own doing.
Jack felt his erection rising against the panties he wore. The head of his penis popped above the elastic and he refused to look down at the unsightly bulge created; it ruined the clean lines that he so sought after.
This wasn’t his favorite outfit by far; there were a lot of other combinations that he found much more interesting but it was fine. He sat on the couch and crossed his legs, cocking his head in a way he had seen his Mom do his entire life.
After a half an hour, he returned to her bedroom and changed back out of her clothes and put his own back on. He put her shoes back by the door where she had left them before he went into the bathroom to relieve the enormous pressure built up in him.
Lori returned hot and sweaty. She cooled down walking a bit up and down the driveway before she came back in and grabbed a bottle of water.
She saw her shoes, moved slightly from where she had left them and she internally sighed. She knew. She had known from the beginning. She had no idea how to bring it up without embarrassing both of them. It was harmless really when it came down to it. She didn’t understand it, but if it made him happy, she wasn’t going to stop him.
“If he wants to dress up in my clothes, maybe we should just switch places” she thought. “He can go to work and pay the bills...including the college tuition! I would go back to school in his place”
She finished off her water “It is Friday the 13th tomorrow...maybe a little Freaky Friday action” she laughed to herself as she went to shower and clean up.
For whatever reason, the thoughts were very strong in Jack’s head that night. His interest in cross dressing came and went in ebbs and flows. Sometimes he would go a week without doing it, other times just slipping on a sweater would satisfy it. Tonight, the feelings were almost overpowering.
He heard the shower running so he went as fast as he could to his Mom’s room for one last fix for the night. Acting fast, he put on one of her longer dresses and slipped on a pair of open toed heels.
He just stood there with his eyes closed, breathing deeply for a few minutes before taking them off and carefully replacing them in the closet.
“If only...” his mind thought “If only I really was the one who could wear those. If they fit me perfectly instead of her...it would be a way for me to help her out more too. We could switch places and I could take on her responsibilities. She could become me and I would be her”
Shame rose in him in conjunction with his erection.
“That’s just ridiculous” he chided himself.
Lori dried off and put on a pair of loose shorts and an old big t-shirt. She headed to the kitchen and put on some chicken, letting it brown up as she chopped up vegetables for a salad.
As she worked, a thought kept coming back to her. She had originally put it as a joke, a simple throwaway line, but now she couldn’t stop thinking about it “What if Jack and I switched places?”
She kept picturing it no matter how hard she tried to push it aside. “Why am I thinking about this?” she questioned herself but she could also picture it. She could see herself from an outside, different perspective. She could see the two of them interacting; but as the opposite person. Having conversations, doing routine things around the house but she could see herself as Jack and Jack as her. She was the one sitting on the couch when he came in from work all dressed up and looking exactly like her. She was even seeing little things flipped. Little things about her own face that you could only notice from a different set of eyes.
“This is honestly kind of freaky” she admitted as she called Jack to dinner.
Jack was picturing it too. He couldn’t stop it. He just kept seeing himself as his Mom. And his Mom as him. He was jumpy and quiet as he came in to get dinner.
“Are you feeling okay?” Lori asked as Jack had a funny look on his face as he sat down.
“Yeah, I’m fine” he said taking a seat and dishing up a plate. “Just, a lot on my mind”
“Me too” Lori said shaking her head. They both looked up and locked eyes.
They both cocked their heads in the exact same way and started to smile at the other. The right side of their mouths curling up first before spreading out and then they both began to laugh.
“Ok...I have to admit something” Lori said while sitting back in her seat “For some reason I have had it in my mind that we should swap bodies! Isn’t that the stupidest and craziest thing you’ve ever heard?” she continued looking down at her plate “It sounds nuts but for whatever reason; I can’t get it out of my head so I’ve been sitting here picturing myself as you, and you as me”
She looked up and saw Jack frozen, with his eyes wide.
“What?” Lori asked.
“You’re not going to believe this Mom but I’ve been thinking the exact same thing. Exact!” Jack said as Lori’s eyes went wide. “It started a little while ago but I can’t get it out of my head either. No matter how hard I try”
“Wow...um...now it actually has gotten weirder” Lori admitted.
“Yeah...” Jack said looking away.
“Have you...? Have you ever thought about this before?” Lori asked “You don’t have to answer that. Once I said it, it sounded too...I don’t know”
Jack actually sat up straighter “Yes”
Lori raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Oh” was all she said.
“Have you ever thought about being me before?” Jack asked.
She shook her head “No...not really. Not before today honestly”
“It’s not like it’s really common” Jack admitted.
“I just got a Freaky Friday idea that popped into my head you know...” Lori said.
Jack blushed bright red “Mom I have a confession to make. I said I’d never tell anyone about this but...”
“I know” Lori said nodding and smiling encouragingly “I’ve known for a long time and I don’t care. I don’t mind...”
Tears came to Jack’s eyes.
“Anytime you want or need to...go right ahead. It’s just clothes...but if that helps you” Lori said getting a bit embarrassed.
“Thank you” Jack said very quietly “I was always ashamed”
“Never. Don’t be! I never knew how to approach you or if...” Lori said “Do you want me to take you shopping for your own?”
Jack blushed “No...I...no, I mean, as long as you don’t mind”
“I wish I could do more” Lori admitted. “Maybe that’s why we both got the same thought tonight”
“Maybe” Jack said before blushing and looking away
“What?” Lori prodded.
“I just got a thought that what if you put on my clothes?” Jack said softly.
“I don’t know” Lori laughed a bit “I don’t know if it works the same in reverse...once again, something I hadn’t thought about but...” she trailed off.
They continued to talk and laugh as they ate and cleaned up.
It was then that Lori would normally do a load of laundry and she saw their clothes intermingled in the basket.
Jack had made his way to his room to do some homework when Lori pulled out a pair of her son’s boxers. She quickly stripped down and put them on along with one of his t-shirts and a pair of his jeans.
She put her bare foot up, the jeans covered most of her foot; just her toes, painted white, stuck out. “A little long but not bad” she told herself. “But I don’t feel any different” she also admitted “No rush or excitement”
Jack felt relief; like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders as he headed back to his room. He heard his Mom in the kitchen and knew she’d stay out that way for a while. With his newfound freedom, he got brave and headed into her room.
Stripping down, he decided to go for it. He took out panties and a bra along with his favorite outfit: A pink tennis skirt, a white top and a pair of white sneakers. He put them on and looked in the mirror feeling every bit of excitement he could.
As Lori dug down into the basket, she came up with a pair of Jack’s socks. She went to the kitchen table and put them on before grabbing his sneakers by the door.
As she sat down and put her left foot in and tied them, Jack sat on her bed and slipped his left foot into her sneaker.
Lori now did feel something jump up inside her.
Lori put her right foot in and tied it up at the exact same moment her son put his right foot into her shoe. She dropped the laces just as his heel hit the bottom.
Both of them sat bolt upright, eyes wide, hearts pounding. They had no way of knowing that it was the exact same beat but it was. The two of them were in total tandem; their breathing, their blinking, their thinking.
“I’m Jack!”
“I’m Mom!”
“I’m you!”
“You’re me!”
A high pitched whine rose inside their heads like a tea kettle screaming, pressure built up and then, release.
Both of them breathed and shook out their heads and arms and looked around. Both stood “Mom?”
“Jack?”
They walked towards each other and met in the living room “Oh” Lori said surprised a bit by seeing Jack in her outfit.
“Mom?!” Jack was amazed at what he was seeing.
Lori blushed, shrugged and squirmed a bit “I thought...well, I thought I’d give it a try” she said sheepishly.
“Now we’re talking” Jack said coming up closer. As he approached an almost visible jolt of static electricity jumped between them pricking them both.
“Ow!” they yelled in unison but the electric feeling continued to run through them.
“What the heck?” Lori said as she shivered from head to toe.
Jack stood still. He felt a tingling sensation crawling all over him. He squirmed a bit, shifting his hips and shoulders. He swallowed and ran his tongue around tasting metal.
“Um Mom...I think something is wrong” Jack said.
Lori nodded “I feel it too” she replied as her eyes darted around the room. Her stomach began to flutter and it felt like it was floating and rising up, lifting somehow.
Jack felt a drop in his stomach accompanied by a quick wave of dizziness “Ahhhhhhhhhh!” he let out slowly as he began to shrink.
Upon hearing Jack let out his low cry of alarm, Lori’s eyes and ears perked up and she now realized that what she was feeling was her own body beginning to grow taller. She joined in “Ahhhhhhhhh!”
Seeing Jack shrink as she grew created an odd optical phenomenon to them as Jack began 3 inches taller than his Mom. They were both scanning the other; watching them change as they realized they matched up equally in height. At that point, Lori’s eyes bugged and Jack’s jaw dropped.
Their low cries of shock quickly developed into full on screams as Lori grew taller than Jack by a full 3 inches.
“OH MY GOD!” Lori yelled “What the FUCK!!!!!!”
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Jack screamed clutching his hair in his hands looking up at his Mother.
Lori began to dance around, scampering a little bit forward; then back, then to the side all the while patting and touching her chest, sides and thighs.
“What the hell?! Two people don’t just suddenly grow or shrink!” Lori said.
“What’s going on Mom? What’re we going to do? What’s happening to us?!” Jack finally found his panicked voice.
“I don’t know! I...” Lori stopped and cocked her head looking at her son. She blinked and scrunched up her nose “Jack honey...your hair...it’s growing and...getting, lighter?”
Jack’s hands went back to his hair. He grabbed a few strands that had definitely gotten longer and turned blonde. He pulled them down over his forehead to the tip of his nose holding them there as he now felt hairs tickling his ears.
Lori’s shock grew exponentially as she recognized that it was her hair that her son’s was changing into.
She rushed over to him and began picking at his hair. The dark roots, the blonde coloring “Honey...it’s my hair. Your hair just grew out and changed into mine”
Jack’s breathing got shallow and his eyes were as wide as they could go as he looked up “Does this mean that somehow; we’re...actually...switching bodies?” he asked softly.
Lori didn’t want to acknowledge it. It was what she was thinking when she saw his hair changing “But that’s impossible”
“Mom! We’re now each other’s heights and my hair is long and blonde...it’s not impossible! It’s happening!”
Lori nodded reluctantly. “You’re right...I just can’t understand...how in the world...” she waved her hands in frustration “We can’t do this! I can’t be you! And you...”
“I wanted to be you” Jack said.
“But it’s not right” Lori said.
“Why?! Because you’re my Mom?”
“Because I’m 28 years older than you! I’m taking so many years away from you!” Lori said.
“No you’re not! This is what I wanted and what I’ve been wishing for for years! You’re not taking anything away that I want! I want to be you. To look like you, talk like you, to just simply be you” Jack rambled. “Who said this is permanent?! This could be for a day, an hour...just until we take our clothes off, who knows?! You yourself were talking about a Freaky Friday; maybe in 24 hours we swap back and it’ll be the greatest, most interesting day we both have in our lives; the opportunity to actually, physically walk in someone else’s shoes”
“But what if it’s not? What if we are stuck like this?” Lori said feeling a tingling sensation all over her scalp.
“I would be okay with it. We would have to be. It would be out of our hands anyway and the only choice we would have would be to go forward, living life. Sure, you would be me but that wouldn’t be so bad would it? I would be you and I know that I could make that work and be happy” Jack rationalized.
He smirked and smiled seeing his Mom’s hair darken and shrink up shorter, turning into a man’s style; his style.
“Things like this don’t just happen” Lori said as she scratched at her head. Her nose suddenly felt stuffy. Her nostrils flared and the bridge of her nose widened and the end grew larger. “Don’t you think it’ll be weird knowing that you have my...” she blushed looking down “And I have your...you know!” she waved her hands in front of her crotch.
“No... it’ll be just a part of it, a natural part...” Jack said
“But it’s the part you came out of! This is bending my mind!!!” Lori said pressing on her temples “I’m going to be my own son! While you’re me...you do realize that you’re in the body that gave birth to you. This is totally flipping nature on its head. You’re becoming your own mother so does that mean you gave birth to me instead?”
“In a way...yeah...I guess it is” Jack said nodding. His eyes were lightening in color and changing to a brilliant blue. Lines and creases were beginning to etch their way over his forehead and around his eyes showing age and a love for the sun and outdoors. The skin itself was tightening and changing color slightly, looking shiny in the lights.
His cheeks rose up bringing his face in rounder; which was further by his chin and jaw lifting up higher as well.
The lines now came around his lips and mouth. His lips pulled in smaller and his teeth quickly rearranged behind them taking his tongue and the inside of his mouth with them into their changes.
Lori watched amazed as her son’s face turned into a mirror image of her own. All she could do was blink. Her mouth went up and down but no sound emerged as a 20-year old man turned into a 48-year old woman; her to be precise.
Jack’s hands came up and they pressed on his cheeks and moved around touching his face, testing the texture of it, the feel of it even as small details continued to change. His eyebrows thinned, his eyelashes thickened, his ears changed shape shrinking up and gaining small piercing holes in the lobes.
Lori felt movement in her right earlobe like her earring was moving on its own. She could slowly feel the stick moving through her ear. The back fell hitting her shoulder and falling to the ground before the silver hoop itself dropped and hit the carpet with a muffled thud.
Lori’s fingers rubbed her lobe and found no hole there. It had closed up and pushed out the foreign earring. Her left ear now did the same thing as it grew larger and expelled the earring to the ground.
Lori’s face began to lift and smooth out, a youthfulness returning to it but differently as her features began to grow larger, stronger, and more masculine.
Her eyes darkened from blue to light brown as the shifted to set a bit further away from her wider nose. Her cheeks slid outward, longer and lower along with her jaw stretching out.
Lori worked her jaw up and down and left and right as her chin reformed in the process. Her mouth widened and her teeth grew larger inside her mouth along with her tongue. Jack’s distinctive mole on his right cheek popped perfectly into place.
She bent down and grabbed the earrings at her feet, finding the backs of them and cupping the pieces in her hands. She was about to place them on the table when Jack put his hand out “I thought about getting my ears pierced JUST so I could wear these” he admitted.
Lori handed them over and he swiftly and effortlessly put them on, tilting his head uncannily like his Mom did when she put them in.
Jack’s neck compressed down shorter and lines intersected the front while Lori’s rose up longer and a thick Adam’s Apple poked out suddenly. A tickle ran through both of their throats.
Jack coughed clearing his and immediately realized the sound of his own cough had changed making his blue eyes widened once again.
Lori looked over at the sound and her head dropped down in shock. They both looked at the other, both waiting for the other to break the ice and speak. “Ah” Jack let out a little sound and both could tell that he had her voice
“Just do it” Lori said in her son’s deeper, masculine voice. It wasn’t super deep by any measure but it was a male voice without a doubt.
Jack raised his thinner and much more sculpted and cared for eyebrows “What should I...” He stopped and smiled at the sound coming from his mouth and from inside his head.
“I don’t sound like that” Lori protested.
“It sounds different in here too” Jack added. “I can’t believe this is my voice now”
“It’s my voice” Lori protested.
“Well I think it’s mine now” Jack argued.
“No, it’s still my voice. I may look like you but I’m still Lori Andrews. You just happen to have it along with my face and I’m guessing my body soon”
“But possession is 9/10ths of the law Jack” Jack said. It stung Lori a bit. “If I were to be arrested, I will have your face, your dental records, your fingerprints, making me Lori Andrews. A soul and a sense of who you are, are both very conceptual and abstract concepts”
Lori just gaped at the comments.
“It should be very interesting to see how we feel about ourselves even after just a short bit as the other. Will we have more sympathy; will we start to identify as each other?” Jack said. “I read this article about two people wearing VR helmets that showed them the other person’s view. It was in no time flat that they started to think of themselves as that other person”
Lori took a step back “This is...this is too much”
“It’s okay Mom, I know it’s overwhelming. I was scared at first even more than you were but now, well, maybe since this is something I’ve envisioned happening I’m taking it better. I’m sorry if I upset you”
Jack shuddered as his body began to change. He was slight in build but his Mom was quite the workout warrior with firm muscles that belied her age. Jack’s shoulders rose up and his upper arms firmed and filled out. He could feel ropy muscle building up over his back and sides, even his chest felt stronger. He took in a breath deeper than any previous one he had ever taken as his abdominal muscles popped out forming a washboard.
“Holy shit Mom...you’re totally ripped!” Jack said amazed at how strong he felt all of a sudden.
“I worked very hard for that all my life...you know back in High School I started out playing Volleyball and running every single available event I could in track and I’ve never stopped. I jogged when I was pregnant with you and was back working out when you were 12 weeks old” Lori said as her shoulders sloped and her arms weakened.
Her hands grew larger and she saw out of the corner of her eye that Jack’s hands were already smaller and now had white nail polish on them, except for the ring fingers which had black polish.
She grimaced as her back, sides and chest weakened overall but she truly noticed it in her core. Suddenly her muscles just gave way “Oh!” she said in a surprised tone. Her hands went to her abdomen and pressed down feeling a softness that, frankly, she had never known before. Still very thin, she was just built so differently.
“That’s it!” Lori said feeling a shiver run through her chest followed by a numbness. She quickly grabbed the bottom on the t-shirt with one hand and the neck hole with the other and whipped it up and off.
She gasped when she looked down.
“No... where are they?” she said in disbelief. “They can’t just be gone just like that. I could still feel them just a second ago”
Never large, Lori looked at a flat, male chest below her chin “I guess taking off our clothes doesn’t stop it” she added, chin still pressed down against her upper chest. She tentatively pressed her flat pectoral muscles and regarded her small nipples with curiosity.
Jack noticed his smaller hands and the polish that was on them “Guess I get to openly wear nail polish now”
“Did you paint your nails?” Lori asked.
“A few times; at night after you had gone to bed and I always took it off before you would see me in the morning” Jack admitted. He looked around the room until he saw what he was looking for “I can tell you’re tired. My eyes are tired now”
Jack walked over and picked up his Mom’s glasses. Plain black frames, she usually only wore them when reading, that’s why they sat next to her spot in her favorite chair atop the book she was reading. He slipped them on; they fit perfectly and his vision perked right up. “Oh that’s much better”
Lori came up and took them off of him and put them on herself. All it did was blur her vision.
Jack took them back and put them right back on.
Jack lifted his shirt.
Lori first saw her abs. The skin was loose, it was inevitable at her age but the firm muscles were clearly defined and noticeable. As he continued lifting, she saw one of her bras. Just the bottom at first but already she could tell that there was something in those cups.
Jack lifted it clear above showing cleavage and the fact that he now had breasts. Holding his shirt up with his right hand, his left grabbed his left breast and pressed and touched it. His spine tingled with the new sensitivity of it. “I filled them. I actually filled them out for once. The pain of looking down and seeing them remain empty every single time...” he shook his head. “I’m sorry...I know I should just shut up”
“No. No... this is...this is important to you; for you. I just can’t believe it is all. I’m watching it happen and I can’t believe that it is actually happening to us” Lori said.
Lori saw tears of joy in her son’s eyes, even if those eyes now looked like hers. “As a Mom you just want to be sure that your kid is happy. Him turning into me is making him extremely happy...I don’t want to be him but yet, giving him my body is the best thing that has ever happened to him” she thought “He’s finally finding happiness in my body...how can I take that away from him?”
Jack gently touched and squeezed his small but pert breasts before blushing and pulling his shirt back down but he couldn’t stop looking down. He smiled reflexively seeing his chest sticking out like he finally belonged, like it finally should. He moved his shoulders back and forth moving them about.
Lori could tell he wanted to do more and he would when he was alone as he straightened and pushed them out but that would have to wait as more changes began to happen to both of them. Big changes.
Lori’s ass was like a rock. Pure rounded muscle.
Lori felt the back of her jeans begin to shift against her skin as her ass began to deflate and flatten. Her eyes widened and she craned her head and neck to the right just in time to see it leave. “God that feels different” she said as her hands went behind her and grabbed a lot less of everything.
Her hips narrowed in response, boxing in and straightening up giving her a much more masculine build; taking away the natural feminine curve of her midsection as her hips and ass changed to Jack’s.
Jack felt an odd shift come to him first as his center of gravity changed. He sensed that how he would walk and move changed in a fundamental way; a way that it had been impossible to imitate given his now former body, but a way that would be totally natural to him now.
He felt his hips begin to spread outward. His waist went along for the ride and he could feel a sense of anticipation for what was just getting started. His eyebrows went up and he couldn’t help but smile as his ass began to grow.
Jack felt such relief and contentment as he felt the panties he wore tighten up as his cheeks lifted, filling up with muscle and toning as it went.
The pink tennis skirt now lifted up and Jack shivered just a bit as he felt a bit of breeze hit a spot on the back of his legs that had previously been covered.
Jack’s expanding ass checks pressed against the fabric and hugged it tighter. He looked over his right shoulder and saw something he had never seen before; a full, round and formidable ass.
His erection throbbed against the tight front of his panties; he thought it might go off on its own, he was so excited and it was twitching like mad. He could feel his testicles flexing and popping as they pulled up and was hoping that he wouldn’t ejaculate all over himself and his clothes. But then, the throbbing stopped.
A deeper seated feeling struck him in his lower abdomen.
Lori watched her son gain her ass and hips. He was looking more and more like her with each passing minute. She began to feel a fluttering in her stomach and a very distinct throbbing lower down, deep seated in her lower abdomen. “Oh...should we even be together when this happens?” she asked taking a step backwards.
“Oh...I don’t...I don’t know” Jack replied still startled by the sound of his voice. His eyes suddenly went very wide and he ran from the room towards the bathroom which was just a few steps away in the hall.
“Uh!” Lori let out a quick exclamation. “Oh...oh shit...fuck that...that hurts” she gripped her stomach and doubled over as a wave of pain and nausea washed through her.
It lessened a bit but it still felt like she had been kicked hard in the mid-section when a new very concentrated burning sensation began. With no one around, she undid her jeans and pushed the boxer shorts down.
What she saw took her breath away.
Her skin was shifting; sliding and moving before her very eyes. A lump formed in her throat as she felt the oddest sensation building up. It felt like something large was about to pass out of her; she could feel something rising up just below the surface, getting closer and closer until, she felt a release.
Looking down, she saw it but like so many other changes she had seen, it was hard to understand and accept it. Lori watched a set of testicles and a scrotum sack drop out of her body. Her vagina then began to close up and the skin shifted again.
Her clit burst into sight as the skin folded back away from it but to Lori, it looked like a mushroom cap that now began to push out further and further “Oh my God...Oh my Dear Lord...Hoooooo...Holy Fucking shit” she fumbled, afraid to touch it, her hands hovered over it as it grew thicker and longer.
It stuck straight out and began to throb and quiver. “Holy shit. I’ve got a dick” She looked around “What the fuck am I supposed to do with this?”
She lifted it up and pressed it back so she could pull her boxers and close up her jeans over it.
Lori was very aware of its presence; feeling it throb and twitch against her and her clothes.
Jack made it to the bathroom and closed the door behind him as he pushed down the front of his clothes. His penis didn’t look right; it was a brighter red than he had ever seen it and it was starting to twitch but with each one, it contracted smaller.
His balls were pulled up very close to his body and they too seemed to be shrinking down smaller as the skin pulled taut, smoothing out and the hairs sucked inward.
That was not the only thing that was sucked inward.
His skin began to open and unfold, shifting and changing, becoming something different, something more. Just as it opened, his testicles spasmed and pulled up and into his body. He could feel them continuing to change even as they moved backwards, farther up into his abdomen. It felt like they were being pulled, unwound like a hose.
He could tell other things had formed up inside of his body, just behind his slick and shifting skin he felt everything rearranging, reassigning and reforming.
His penis now steadily shrank down until just the head remained outside. He squirmed slightly as his urethra changed, a vagina, vulva and he simply just knew he now possessed a uterus.
Jack pressed down on his upper pubic area feeling a spreading warmth there. As his skin continued to shift, the head of his penis shrank down but at the same time, increased in sensitivity tenfold. The skin folded overtop of it encasing it beneath but he couldn’t stop the feeling building up inside him.
His delicate finger now ran over the folds of skin. Some shame still resided in him but more than ever, he was feeling like he had a right to this body; that it was his and should be his.
As the finger slipped inside, his knees nearly gave out from the intensity of pleasure he was feeling. He couldn’t stop now. He had dreamed about being a woman for years, now he was quickly becoming one “Hell with that! I already am one” he said setting his feet further apart as both his hands now went to work.
It didn’t take long at all. Rubbing his clit and stroking a few fingers inside caused an absolute explosion of new and amazing feelings.
Jack shuddered as his entire body lit up. He moaned loudly causing Lori to blush in the next room over.
He was having trouble catching his breath. His breathing was shallow and his whole body quivered. He was biting his lower lips and his eyes were barely open as aftershocks passed over him bringing smaller waves of pleasure.
As his brow sweat accumulated and his knees refused to straighten, his legs hairs lightened, thinned and finally vanished.
Jack finally stood up and let out a sigh that combined satisfaction with relief and triumph. He grabbed some toilet paper and crumpled it up, wiping his fingers first before going to wipe between his legs.
When he went to, he was met with resistance in the form of thicker thighs.
“Ah!” he exclaimed in a bit of shock having missed his legs changing. Smooth and round and full, his now curvaceous thighs didn’t show a hint of excess fat or loose skin; they were tight and firm, packed with muscle but in a way that made them shapely and formed; strong, yet still feminine.
His knees popped as he began to walk out while adjusting his skirt and panties back up. His calves were quickly shrinking down but gaining strength at the same time.
Lori blushed again as Jack stepped back into the room basically completely turned into her.
She had left her jeans up but had felt the changes moving down her legs, under her socks, and through her entire body from head to toe.
Jack smiled bashfully as he stopped to kick off his shoes just in time to see the final changes to his body take effect. His feet shrank down, thinning down and showing a roughness that the thousands of miles of running had given them.
His toes shrank down smaller and stubbier, a few nails got rougher, once again, showing the pounding Lori’s exercise regimen gave them, but soon a coating of white polish covered them keeping his attention on his toes as his arch dropped a bit lower and his heels pulled inward.