I should have never attended that college party. I'm not a student anymore and would be one of the ones in trouble if cops busted the party for underage drinking. But I couldn't resist. Too many of the students i've tutored invited me for me to refuse.

I arrived at 9 and already people were pretty wasted. After a couple hours of loud music and hard drinking, i was pretty gone as well.

I started talking with a girl and soon we were making out. She brought me to her room where i removed her clothing. I took in her pale skin, pierced black lips, full d cups, long black hair, slim waist leading into wide "childbearing" hips.
She smiled, burying her fingers in my red hair as my beard oressed against her chin. Even barefoot, she was eye level with me, and i was 5'9. She pulled my clothes off, kissing down my body to my erection.
She began to blow me before pushing me onto the bed, at which point i blacked out.

When i woke up, the sun was streaming across my eyes, burning. I felt terrible, as if it was my first hangover. I turned and felt a tug at my hair, as well as a movement on my chest. Eyes shut, i sat on the bed and nearly lost my balance and fell over as i stood uo, taking a longer time for my feet to hit floor than kt should have been. I opened my eyes to a curtain of red. I brought up a hand to brush it away and saw a small dainty pale hand.

I found my way to the bathroom to see a short pale girl with long red hair. My hair flowed down my back, strands falling over my shoulders to drape over small perky breasts. My eyes, while still gray, seemed grayer and larger, freckles splattered over what could only be called a cute face. I found a scale and saw that i was only 95lbs, a drop from my original 160.

Suddenly the girl from the night walked in and i realized just how short i was. She wrapped her arms around my slim waist and nibbled my ear
"Morning cutie pie"
I blushed, my pale skin turning very pink
"You turned out cuter than i expected, though quite petite"

I pouted up at her, already feeling sensitive about my diminished stature, unaware of what she meant. Though i started to get an idea later that morning. After returning to her room to see mu clothes had changed to skinny jeans, a crop top and a small b cup bra, i realized how much things had changed.  I found wristlet purse laying on the bedside table

Upon opening it, i found that i was only 4'10" tall and was now 18 and a high school senior. My name was now Violet. I looked at the girl who gave me a predatory smile
"Come cutie, put your shoes on and we'll go get breakfast"
I smiled and simply said
"Yes Alice"

She grabbed my hand as i put on my sandals, which while cute, gave no boost to my height. We walked to a nearby diner and sat down. When the waitress came, she ordered for me, getting me the largest breakfast on the menu. I gave her a questioning look and she said that i needed the food for energy to recover from my transformation. And i folishly believed her

We didn't leave until my full meal: 3 pancakes, 3 sausage links, 3 strips of bacon, hash browns, toast, and an english muffin.
By the time i was done eating, my flat tummy was hard a d round and bulging out, leaving me waddling from how full i felt. As we left, someone walking in asked me hiw far along i was. Alice smiled at how deep i blushed.

She explained to me that she had adjusted reality to make me into her ideal girlfriend, but something must have gone wrong for i was too petite. I once again glared at her, thinking i didnt choose mh new height, still not thinking she meant my waistline, even after that meal.

After living together for a couple months and having been the only one to have her period, alice went for a pregnancy test. By this time, my weight had been going up.

Now she's 7 months with twins and i'm heavier then her. She loves to rub and squeeze my belly, playing with my rolls and folds. While i hate how heavy i am, i do love how she takes care of and feeds me. We recently got a roommate who helps tske care of alice as her pregnancy makes jt harder for her to move and both seem to want me bigger.

Oh well, Alice and Missy are here to feed me. I hope they bring cake