This is how I look now. And to think that just yesterday I was still a guy.
No I wasn't cursed or anything, nor did I make a wish or exchanged my soul for this body and it wasn't a fairy passing by either. But it must've been someone with magic powers, right?
It happened by mere coincidence, more like by accident! Just like bumping into someone my message made it to the right person and again, I didn't have anyone in mind. Actually I didn't think it'd reach anyone, but it did...
I was at the bar, having some drinks, making conversation with the bartender, Carly. She was very attractive and we've come to be good friends over the years. But it was only last night I felt comfortable enough to open up a little more, make it slightly personal but still I hadn't worked up the nerve to ask her out or something.
Unfortunately I never had the charm to pick up girls, to make conversation or at least the right kind of conversation so that they'd stay.
That's when I started explaining how I'd like to be able to make myself confident but also that I could change my body according to what I like about other people. At this point I felt like I was already losing it, mostly because I felt like Carly wouldn't understand by mainly because I couldn't put the thought to words. It certainly had been a thought that had been building up in the back in my mind ever since we got acquinted, so maybe she would understand after all?
I tried to get a grip on the situation, gathered all my courage and strength, built up my confidence, whatever. And so I spoke out directly these words with not even a shred of doubt on my mind and it wasn't just a thought anymore, it was more like saying what I'd do or rather, what I'd be.
I said that if I was given a day to change myself I'd be unafraid to take on the things I liked during that day. This mostly translated into not being afraid to try new things, not just to broaden the horizons, because I've already opened them last night at the bar. It'd be so much more, so different.
I may have given an entire speech but I can't remember... All that I remember is that I wanted to explain the idea of a feedback loop. I know, it's a difficult word or at least one that doesn't make a lot of sense. But let me explain, it's just that - roughly - whatever I like about someone is translated into my body. If I like someone's lips, I'll have the same lips. You may be able to tell but those lips were the first thing I changed about myself and maybe I went on half a day without noticing!
I woke up in the morning, still myself except for maybe my lips, who knows. I tried to remember what happened the night before, maybe figure out how I got to my appartment but I wouldn't figure it out. So I tried the only sensible thing that was left to try, see what the last thing was that I could remember.
When I got all confident and told Carly she waved at a woman across the bar who's also a regular, like me and she told her: "She's ready!". She wasn't talking about me, was she? I wouldn't figure it out for sure, even right now I have no idea but I'm sure I'll find my answers tonight when I go back to the bar. But for now I feel like my truth is that I have only until sunset until I lose this power.
And I have yet to figure out what size of boobs I want, help?!
Anyway, I somehow have a feeling Carly will like me better and if my appearance doesn't do it, maybe my personality will! Because I know I'll finally ask her out on a date!
I know I haven't told you how I became a girl, seems like a drastic change but it was just a simple thought. There was this girl passing me down the street and although her appearance didn't strike me as attractive, I tried to figure out how she felt. Whatever she felt was so strong it made me want to be like her. Confident in her gender, which I now realize I wasn't, that's why I only made a good friend to the opposite gender... But she was more than confident, she was happy and I wanted the same happiness. She had some sort of aura around her where her mood didn't change as she was confidenly strutting down the street in those heels, it was wonderful. I wanted to be wonderful and that's how I went all the way.
For the entire day all women were like eye candy to me, it's funny how I had to become a woman to finally act like a stereotypical man driven by testosterone - which I didn't have anymore.
It's only now, right before the sunset as I'm thinking about my boobs I realize I couldn't have been driven by testosterone. And yet I had been lusting after women but truth to be told I felt like I was cheating but at the other hand I wanted to make Carly happy. The sooner the sun goes down, the sooner I can go see her.
Now, about my boobs... I'm quite tall, so... 34DD?
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I hope you enjoyed this caption/story. I just wish I could show instead of tell. A part 2 is a possibility, maybe she'll come up with a girls' name and be granted permission to join their secret club...
Will Carly want to be with her as much as she wants to be with Carly? Will they be a couple? Only time will tell.
Right about now I've got this story and the 'Djinn World' series, which will get a part 3 (probably even more) and at least 10 more stories I haven't pasted onto the blog, just to keep you guys hyped.
I mean, seriously, releasing the story would give away too many spoilers, right?
Let me know what you think.
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