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"Thanks for doing this," Melanie said as she and Ava set off from their apartment to the mall.

"Hey, no problem," Ava said. "You've done the same for me." Absent-mindedly she scratched her head. A week ago she'd shaved her pixie cut off on the spur of the moment, and her stubble was still itchy.

"Besides, with Anna and Bella away, and no dance nights, I've been jonesing for some Venn action," she added. She and her friends had a regular club night; they would use the Venn machines to turn themselves into clothing for Anna to wear.

"Well, you'll definitely be worn, even if you're not clothes," Melanie laughed.

Ava joined in, then grew serious. "You think Sean will go for it?"

"I'd say he'd definitely go for it," Melanie said. "He's used the Venn machines before - he's turned himself into a bluebird, isn't that
sweet?"

"Better than a pigeon," muttered Ava, kicking at one of the rats with wings that milled around the mall's outside area.

"I know we've only been going out for a few weeks, but, uh, we're having fun, you know? I think he's adventurous enough to try it."

They reached the area with the Venn machines. At this time of afternoon they were fairly quiet and they were able to grab a vacant one.

Melanie fed a dollar into the slot and the doors abruptly appeared. They didn't really open; they were not there one second, and the next they were. Quickly the girls set the duration icons.

Melanie disappeared into the left side, and Ava climbed in the right. The doors vanished, and she turned her attention to the interface. She could see Melanie scrolling through the options.

"So, uh, be gentle with me, OK?" she said.

"What? Of course!" Melanie's voice came through the speaker. "Hey, do you have any colour preferences?"

"Hmmm? Oh, purple, maybe? Just don't make it too realistic looking."

"Got it, I think." She could see Melanie press the green button on the controls. There was a brief pause as the machine waited to see if Ava would make any changes, then suddenly ...

How long did the transformation take it? After dozens of changes, Ava still couldn't tell you. She felt like she was shrinking, reforming, changing, feeling the entire process; yet she also knew what was
happening to her was pretty much instantaneous.

One moment she was her; the next moment she was something else. An object into which her consciousness had been poured. She could not see, hear or speak; she could feel, to a certain extent. But she wasn't merely an object; she perceived herself, her new form, its purpose, her consciousness colouring it, in a sense.

Melanie hopped out of the machine as the doors appeared and went to the other side. Sitting in the booth was Ava ... well, Ava's new form.

"Came out perfectly!" she laughed. With no self-consciousness whatsoever, Melanie tucked the strap-on under her arm and strolled back to the apartment.

She had time to dress and set up things before what she hoped would be a very interesting date with Sean.

*
First, their hands had touched ...

Sean and Melanie had both been reaching for the last copy of Batman Eternal issue 52. He'd looked up to see the smiling girl, her long blonde hair streaked with green and blue. Just like his own hair. She
was wearing a vintage Star Wars T-shirt, jeans that seemed to be held together by holes, and a battered pair of Converse sneakers.

Swap Star Wars for an Anchorman and they could have been twins. Was it love at first sight? It was definitely something at first sight.

He's let her have the issue, of course. Outside the comics shop they'd chatted for close to an hour, before swapping phone numbers and email addresses. He'd called the next day; she already had her phone out
ready to call him.

They'd been on a dozen dates in about three weeks, and he was falling more and more heavily for her.

She was funny. She was smart. She was crazy.

"You dig turning into clothes? Really?"

She nodded. "Me and my roommate and a couple of other friends do it together. One of my friends, she doesn't really Venn, but she's a really great dancer, and she'll wear us to the club. It feels so good!"

"What kind of clothes do you change into?"

"Changes all the time. We like to swap. One night I'll be a dress, the next a pair of boots, or a bra ..."

"Really? You'll be a bra? Up against your friend's boobs?"

"Hey, there's nothing weird about it. Besides, her girlfriend is being her panties."

"She's got a girlfriend? And you change together?"

"Uh-huh. OK, I can see by the disturbance in the force in your pants that you're getting off on this."

"Sorry. But it is a little kinky. So, uh, do you like girls too?"

Melanie laughed. "I always say I like boys, and boys who are being girls."

"Now I really am getting off on this!"

"Really? Would you like to be a girl some time?"

Sean had shrugged. "Sure. Why not? Try to experience everything, that's my motto."

Melanie had laughed, and somehow they'd gone onto another subject.

But this morning Sean had received a mysterious text from Melanie. Something about being ready to take it to another level.

Since that had been followed up by an invitation to meet her at the mall, he had a fairly good guess as to what that meant.

Well, he was ready. And he had something in mind for Melanie too. Something he thought she'd enjoy ...

*

"Heyyyyy!" Sean was greeted at the mall entrance by Melanie flinging her arms around him and launching a kiss at his face.

"It's nice to see you too, Mel," Sean said. "So ... taking it to the next level?"

Laughingly, Melanie shushed him. "Quiet now. That's for later. Let's go eat. Ever been to the coffee shop across the street? I recommend the vegie burritos."

They ended up splitting a huge plate of enchiladas and for more than an
hour they discussed everything geek, from the latest issue of Harley Quinn (two thumbs up) to the final episode of Game of Thrones (one thumb down, one thumb kinda ambivalent).

"Back to the mall!" Melanie announced when they'd finished their coffee. As Sean was expecting, they were soon back at the Venn
machines.

Melanie grinned. "'Try to experience everything.' Did you mean that?"

"Sure did."

"And you trust me?"

"Of course!"

"OK then. Well, Venning is a big part of my life, and I want to share that with you. Will you let me change you?"

Smiling, Sean nodded. "Absolutely. As long as I can change you too. Don't worry, it's a cosmetic thing. It won't ruin your plans."

"Sure!"

Melanie noted with approval that Sean crossed to the lockers to stash his wallet and her bag before they entered the Venn machines. He really has done this before, she thought.

Sean had kept a dollar bill and fed it into the machine's waiting slot. The duration icons lit up. "How long will we make the changes
for?" Sean said, as he watched the planets twirl.

"Let's go for a day. Are you game?"

"If you are, sure." With the duration selected, the doors reappeared, and the pair entered the machine.

As the doors winked out of existence, the interface lit up and the pair waved at each other - so close, yet so far away. Both worked at the interface for a few minutes, refining the changes they would apply to their partners.

"Got it."

"Me too. OK, green button on the count of three ... three!"

And the Venn machine did its stuff.

*

Melanie exited the machine and watched as the doorway vanished. She did a quick recon but couldn't see anything different about herself. Maybe Sean had chickened out?

Sean, on the other hand, was seeing everything different about himself. As he'd been half-expecting, Melanie had turned him into a girl. She'd done a nice job, he had to admit. No watermelon boobs, instead a nice handful of breasts. If I'd been born female, this is what I would have looked like, he thought.

Melanie examined her handiwork with approval. "You make a cute girl ... almost as cute as me."

Sean smiled. He'd looked down on Melanie previously, but now they were the same height, he could look straight into her eyes. "I like it!"

"So, what say we get our stuff and blow this joint?"

"So what do you want to do tonight, Ren?"

"What we do every night, Stimpy ..."

And together they shouted: "Shopping!"

*
She couldn't help but smile. Her boyfriend - now her girlfriend, she guessed - was doing a little fashion show for her in the changing
rooms.

"And now a little twirl! Ta-dah!" Sean showed off the hippie sundress she was wearing.

"Oh my God, you've got so much girlier tastes than me!" Melanie laughed.

She really did. Just a quick stop in the lingerie apartment had sent Sean into raptures of delight. "Ooh! Corsets! Stockings! Wow! Really expensive stockings!"

"Ever noticed how the less there is to underwear, the more they charge?"

"Having been male until now and being used to a pack of three briefs for ten bucks, no. Oh! Look at these!" Sean twirled a wispy piece of lace that was apparently a G-string on his finger. "Ever worn something like this?"

"Worn? Not worn, no."

Sean's jaw dropped. "You mean ..."

"Yeah, I've been a pair like that a couple of times."

"I think I'm even more in love with you."

"Then why don't we go back to my place?" Melanie suggested with a wicked grin. "My roommate will be out all night."

Well, kind of.

*
They were barely in the door before they were pawing at each other. Sean came up for air and gasped "Where's your bedroom?"

"Second door on the right." They burst into the room and threw themselves on the bed.

Sean allowed Melanie to pull off her T-shirt. Under it was a bra she'd never seen before, courtesy of the Venn machine. She wriggled out of her jeans, and took a moment to check out her new equipment. Her pubes were neatly trimmed, she noted with approval.

"Come on, stop checking yourself out and come check me out," Melanie complained.

"Your wish is my command." Sean soon had Melanie's shirt off. She paused a moment before unhooking her bra.

"Remember I said I had a cosmetic change for you? Go look in the mirror," she said with an evil grin.

Melanie gasped. There was definitely something different about her breasts ...

"You've given me heart-shaped nipples!" She admired her new look in the mirror. "They're so sweet! I love them!"

She kissed her girlfriend, and before long they were naked. Sean was soon laying on the bed with Melanie straddling him.

"So ... ready for a new experience?"

"Absolutely."

"Want to make it even more of a new experience?"

"What do you mean?"

And that's when Melanie reached over to the bedside table and removed the purple strap-on.

*
"I can't believe how good that felt."

They lay together on the bed, drenched in sweat.

"I mean, as a guy it's good but it's over in a moment, you know? But this ..."

"I know. It just goes on and on ..."

"I think I need to do that again."

"So," Melanie said, reaching down to her hips, "you wanna wear Ava this time?"

"Ava? You named your strap-on?"

"No," Melanie giggled. "I mean, that's literally Ava."

Sean stared at the purple object in its harness.

"Really? That's your roommate?"

"Uh-huh."

Sean broke out into a grin. "Hell yeah, I wanna wear her. Does that count as a threesome?"

*

When Ava returned to her human form, she found herself in a darkened room. By the light from the window, she could see two figures spooning on the bed, fast asleep.

Both of them were women.

She smiled. So he went for it. Oh, you crazy kids.

She wondered how Anna would feel about having another piece of clothing to wear.