Boys Night Out

by Jennifer White

 

I was so excited. By buddy Rory had scored tickets for the heavyweight boxing championship. It was hard to get tickets to a prizefight! We were joined by our friends Anthony and Todd. First we hit the bar, and slammed some beers (as well as a few shots for good measure!). Then we ate a bite, followed by more beers.

We walked to the arena, and found our seats. Rory left for beers, while I checked the place out. The building was impressive, and the crowd was starting to fill in. There was excitement in the air, as everyone found their seats, and the noise level grew.

But my eyes stopped scanning the place when I saw something outstanding: this hot babe. You see, being a violent boxing match, I had to guess that 90% of the crowd was male (if not more). There were very few women around, and even at that, few that were hot. But not this one: she was tall, blonde, and quite a knockout.

She wore these tight jeans, which I couldn't take my eyes off of, as she turned to find her seat. Wow, what curves she had, what a nice round butt. Her front side was just was awesome: she had quite a rack, and her sweater seemed to strain as they pushed out in front. Her face looked like that of an angel. Her hair was perfect. I wanted her so bad! But so did every man in the place, I was sure. I was just an ordinary guy. She'd never notice me.

"Out of your league, dude" said Todd, as he caught sight of her too.

"A man can dream, can't he?" I replied.

"Dream on. You're not going to get her!" said Anthony, as Rory returned with four large beer carefully balanced on a flimsy cardboard tray. We each took our beers, being careful not to spill any.

"Check out the hottie that Dennis has his eyes on" said Todd, pointing out 'my' girl.

"Whoa!" said Rory. "I am afraid that she might be a little out of your league there, buddy."

Of course, that send Todd and Anthony into fits of laughter. I felt frustrated as I sat down to drink my beer. I tried not to think of the girl sitting a few rows behind me, but I found it impossible not to glance back now and then at her. The first fight on the undercard was starting, and I turned my attention to that for a while.

When the beer man came down the aisle, we ordered another round, just as the first warm-up fight of the night was completing. I slammed down my beer, as I thought of a plan: I'd try to keep my eye on 'my' girl. When she got up to leave, I'd find an excuse to leave too, so I could bump into her, and start talking to her. That sounded perfect!

I looked up at her again, but damn! She was out of her seat already! She had snuck out on me.

"I really gotta go" I said, standing up. "You know, all the beers."

"I know what you mean" said Todd. But at least I didn't have to worry about him tagging along with me; unlike chicks, guys just didn't go to the rest room in pairs! I hurried up the stairs, keeping my eye out for 'my' girl. I wondered what her name was. And I wondered what opening line I should use on her.

I found the men's room, but it was awful! There was this huge line to get it. But the women's rooms I had just passed in the hallway were empty. There were so many guys here, and almost no chicks, so this time it was our line that was way too long. I really had to go now! And I wanted to get back to where you walked down the stairs to my section, so I could hang out there and meet 'my' girl. I had to go quick.

I looked around at the lack of a line by the women's rest room. I took a gulp of air, and I acted: I ran back, and dashed into the door. I'd go really quickly, and get out of there before anyone knew what was going on. I guess that after all those beers I had had all day long, it seemed like a good plan!

I looked for the urinals so I could go, but then I realized this was the lady's room. None of them in here! I'd have to use a stall. I heard the door start to open behind me. I had to duck into a stall quickly! I ran in, and turned to lock the door behind me. But much to my horror, I saw the worst thing I could imagine: my girl. She had just walked into the bathroom, and she was glaring at me. I could tell she was upset that a man had invaded her private domain. What could I do now?

"I saw you there" she said, with malice in her voice. "If you're going to use the women's room, I think that you're going to need to use the toilet like a woman. Sit down to pee."

I found myself sitting down, before I could even think. I guess that I was so eager to make it up to her, that I was so quick to respond to her command. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I had to let it start flowing out of me. It felt so good to relieve myself, although I was dying of embarrassment at the same time. I didn't know how I could save face in this situation.

"Now that you're done, wipe yourself off down there, like a woman does."

I reached for some of the paper on the roll there, and I tore off a sheet. I reached down between myself, and I wiped off. But there was something very wrong in what I felt; as my hand wiped there, I couldn't feel my penis at all. I looked down, and I almost screamed. It was gone!

I was looking down between my legs, and all I could see now was a tuft of neatly trimmed pubic hair. And below it, nothing! No balls. No penis. Nothing. I gently touched myself down there. I could feel a raised area, with a slit down the middle, which my finger started to slide into.

No! This couldn't be! Somehow, I had transformed. Somehow, between my legs, I was like a girl now! I felt myself become overwhelmed with fear and shame, and I had to cover it up, so I wouldn't have to see it. But much to my continued horror, what I saw down on the floor wasn't right either. Instead of having a pair of boxers around my ankles, there was a pair of lacy pink panties! I pulled them up, and they fit perfectly.

I went to pull up my jeans, but they didn't just pull up easily as normal. They were tight. I buttoned them at the top, but then I noticed that the fly was different; it had buttons too instead of a zipper! And my belt was all different. Instead of a simple narrow black belt with a regular buckle, it was a very wide belt, with a huge oval buckle, and a dangling fringe across the front.

My hands trembled as I put it on, and notice that the shoes on my feet weren't the pair of brown men's dress shoes I had worn in to the arena; they were red, opened toe shoes, with two inch heels. My toenails were painted a matching color of red. No! I looked at my hands, and much to my horror, my fingernails were also painted red. They were much too long, shaped into perfect ovals. My hands themselves seemed so small. What had happened to me?

"Come out of your stall, Rhonda" said the woman. Rhonda? She had called me Rhonda! I didn't want to come out, but I felt compelled to open the door and exit the stall. I just couldn't help myself; my body just did what she told me to do.

"Look at yourself in the mirror as you wash your hands Rhonda. As you can see, you've become a woman now."

I washed my hands, and looked at myself in the mirror. I had red hair now, which came down to just about my shoulders. My face looked pretty, with all the makeup I had on. My eyes looked soft and alluring. I had lipstick on, rouge, mascara and more. I realized that I looked beautiful!

I was wearing a white tank top, with little thin straps over the shoulders. I had a pretty good rack myself now on my chest, and I could only stare at the reflection of my boobs in the mirror. The front of my tank top had pink embroidered flowers, right over the area that covered my boobs. But since I wasn't wearing a bra, I could easily see the outline of my nipples right through the shirt! I had the biggest circles of color around my huge nipples, and those showed through the white cotton fabric as well!

My jeans were tight, and they showed off the fact that I had curves now. My waist was so narrow, and my hips so wide! If I was still a guy, I'd have been hard, looking at a chick like what I had just become. Me! A chick! This was impossible!

"What did you do to me?"

"I turned you into a female" she replied in a matter-of-fact voice, as if she was telling me what time it was.

"How?" I said, feeling utterly confused and lost. "Why?"

"You know they why" she said. "As for the how, isn't it obvious? I'm what you humans call a 'witch'. I have many powers. And I used them on you, to turn you into a girl."

"Please" I begged, "Turn me back into myself! I'll do anything!"

"Not just yet. You need to learn your lesson."

"But..." I started, but she cut me off.

"Take your purse" she commanded, handing a black bag with a long thin strap over to me. I slung it over my shoulder, and tucked it in between my arm and my body.

"I don't even know your name..." I said, almost in a whisper. It was hard on me to speak and to hear a female voice coming out!

"I am Celeste" she said. "Return here in one hour, and I'll be waiting for you. Now go back to your friends. They are waiting for you."

The way she said it sent chills up and down my spine. I left the women's room, and headed back to my seat. I must have been blushing with embarrassment. How was I going to tell Rory, Todd and Anthony that I had been transformed into a chick? How would I ever lives this down?

To compound my embarrassment, as I walked down the steps towards my seat, I noticed my new image on the large screen in the center of the arena. They were projecting me for all the crowd to see! I hurried faster to duck into my seat, but it was difficult moving fast going down steps in heels for the first time.

I sat down next to Rory, and I was in for my next shock.

"Rhonda, I thought you were going to bring back beers for us" said Rory, as he put his arm around me!

Rory thought I was Rhonda! Somehow, the spell that Celeste had cast had changed him too, so that he thought of me as a girl! More than that, he seemed to think of me as his girlfriend, the way his arm was wrapped around me. I squirmed uncomfortable; I needed to get away from him! I didn't want to be in a guy's arms!

"Don't sweat it Rory" said Todd. "You know that chicks don't like standing in beer lines. I'll go get us some drinks."

Todd thought of me as a chick too. And Anthony as well, I guessed. I tried to watch the boxing match, but how could I, with my current situation? All I could do was watch the clock in the corner, as it slowly moved forward. I could not wait until my hour was up, and I could get back to being my true self!

"I'm too hot" I said to Rory, moving his arm off of me. It was a move that my former girlfriend Melissa had used one me. Now I put it to good use. He tried to hold my hand, but that was better then feeling his arm around me, pulling me in towards his body. I was revolted at all that. I wanted to scream, I was so upset and frustrated about the whole situation.

Todd returned with a tray of drinks for us. He handed a large beer to Rory, and then one to Anthony. He held a large beer for himself, and handed me a cup full of a cold pink liquid.

"What's this?" I asked, wondering where my beer was.

"Strawberry daquary" he replied.

I was about to say 'but that's a drink for a chick', when I realized: he thought of me as a chick now! He didn't remember that I was really his friend Dennis. He thought I had always been Rhonda! And so, he had brought me a girly drink. I sipped it through a straw, but it didn't contain enough alcohol to get me buzzed. And I needed to feel buzzed right now!

I tried stealing a sip of Rory's beer, but after the sweet icy drink, the beer tasted terrible. Rory laughed at me, making a comment on how beer was for men, and chicks should stick to their foo-foo drinks.

The next forty five minutes were sheer horror for me. Imagine how it feels to clap, and to feel the insides of your arms rubbing against boobs. Or to cross my legs, and to look down to see them cross like a girl's legs! To see painted toenails and high heels shoes on my feet! Or to move, and to have to brush the long hairs out of my eyes. Each breath, each movement brought on a new wave of embarrassment and humiliation for me.

I caught Todd staring at my boobs! This guy, who was a friend of mine, he was ogling me! In fact, I could tell that all three of the guys wanted me. They'd have all gladly fucked me if I would spread my legs for them. I can't begin to tell you how that made me feel, knowing that my friends now looked at me as a sexually desirable object! And Rory was the worst; he thought I was his girlfriend, so he seemed to believe that we had done it before! I'd never do it with a guy!

When at last the hour was up, I felt like I was going to throw up. The main match was just starting, for the heavyweight championship, but I didn't care. I stood up, and said that I needed to freshen myself up. Another old excuse that Melissa had given me way back when. They guys didn't even listen or care; they were focused on the game. It was as if I hadn't even spoken. Had I been like that when I was a guy? Maybe that was why Melissa had left me. And Angie. And Kathy. And....

I made my way up the stairs. It seemed easier walking up stairs in heels, than walking down! I hurried towards the bathroom. There was Celeste, waiting for me.

"Oh Celeste, I am so glad to see you" I started. "This last hour was so terrible! Sheer horror and humiliation for me. But I promise you, with all my heart, I have learned my lesson. I'll never do something like I did again. I can honestly say that in the hour that I've been Rhonda, I've learned a lot of things. I realize now some mistakes I made as a man, which hurt my relationship with my girlfriends. I'll remember what I've learned, and always treat my future girlfriends kindly."

"That's nice" she said. "But you're not ready to change back. Yet."

"What do you mean?" I replied. "You said to return here in an hour...."

"Yes I did. But I didn't promise to change you back, did I?"

"No" I had to admit.

"I wanted you to have an hour to get used to being a woman. If you are going to earn back your male form, you are going to have to accomplish three tasks for me. When you return to your seat, you will be able to hear my voice talking to you, right into your head. You will have to do exactly as I instruct. If you fail to completely obey my wishes, you will never return to your former self, and you'll be stuck in a female body for the rest of your life."

"No!" I said. "I'll do whatever it is you tell me! Please, give me a chance to become my true self!"

"Very well" she said. "Return to your friends. I will tell you your the first feat you must accomplish, as soon as you sit down. You must complete all three tasks before the boxing match ends. If it ends before you're done, then you will remain as Rhonda forever."

"Thank you so much, Celeste. Thank you for giving me a chance!" I said, as I hurried back to my seat, wondering what sort of things she would demand of me. I was really frightened, not knowing what to expect. And what if I messed up? Then I'd be stuck as Rhonda forever!

I sat down next to Rory, and clutched my purse as I waited for the first set of instructions from Celeste. True to her word, I suddenly heard her voice in my head.

"Rhonda" she said, "Only you can hear me now. In your purse, you will find a large dildo. It is shaped exactly like a penis. You are to go to the rest room, sit down, and use it on yourself. You must make yourself climax, before you can leave the stall. Go now!"

I excused myself again, which caused the guys to make remarks about chicks. I didn't care; I had to go do something truly awful. I had been doing my best not to think about the fact that I had a pussy between my legs. Now I was going to have to fact that fact head on, and put something into it, to make myself come!

I went into the lady's room, went into a stall, and opened up my purse. There it was: a large, ultra-realistic dildo. It glimmered, as if it was wet. I felt my heart leap as I saw it, and my pulse quicken. My body was having a female reaction to it, even as my mind was revolted by the disgusting sight.

I hung my purse on the door, and squirmed out of my jeans. I pulled down my panties, and I had a seat. I looked at the dildo again, and I could feel myself reacting down there between my legs. I was getting wet! This was going to be terrible. I was going to have to put it into me. And I couldn't wait; time was of the essence.

I worked the tip in slowly, and I gasped at what I felt. I started to work it in deeper, and I felt a warm glow starting deep within me. As I pulled the dildo gently in and out, I felt that glow start to build. I realized that I'd have to build up more and more, until it exploded inside me.

I started to push in and out hard, try to hurry, like I did when I masturbated myself as a man. But that was a big mistake; my female parts were far too sensitive, and going hard and fast actually lowered my arousal. I had to back off, and do it slow and gentle. Kind of like how my ex-girlfriends always wanted me to do it.

I kept going at it, but I couldn't get to the point of climax. Something was wrong. I didn't know how to work this thing between my legs. I had to think! What had helped my girlfriends to come? Annette and I had made love a lot of times. She had said something about how feeling my loving touch, feeling me on top, taking control of her, and letting her lose herself, how that made her feel so good that she'd have multiple orgasms.

I didn't like what that meant! I was going to have to try to imagine myself doing it with Rory, my 'boyfriend'. But I couldn't think of another way, and time was running out. I closed my eyes, and imagined that I was laying on my back, with him on top of me. My mind was reeling, grossed out and disgusted at the image. But it made my body start to melt.

I imagined him holding me by the wrists, not letting me move, making me give all of myself to him, as he thrust into my pussy again and again. I felt a low involuntary moan come out of my mouth, as I imagined Rory kissing me, holding me down, and sweeping me off my feet.

I suddenly lost it, as the orgasm that had been building up suddenly hit me. I had a sudden release of all that tension all at once, and my body was quivering all over, as the sensation of a female orgasm pulsed through me, again and again. I was so overwhelmed that I felt like a mass of jelly for a few moments. Even though I had an urgent situation, I couldn't even make myself move.

I pulled out the dildo, and I felt so sensitive down there now! I had to be extra gentle. I wrapped the dildo in toilet paper, since it was all wet from the juices in my pussy. I put it back into my purse, pulled up my panties and squirmed back into my jeans. I went to wash my hands off, before leaving there. I got some funny looks from a couple of other women. Had they heard me moaning with pleasure? I looked up and saw a smile on my face. D@mn, that felt so good!

I had completed Celete's first task. I returned to my seat as fast as I could, to await word on the next thing I needed to do. The boxing match was late in the fourth round. I still had time, as long as there wasn't a knockout! That would be very bad for me!

"Good girl Rhonda. Now you've come a as girl. For the rest of your life, you'll always remember your first orgasm as a woman. I know you liked it. They can be quite addicting! Why else do you think that we women would put up with men?

I couldn't answer her; I had no way to talk telepathically to her, as she was doing to me.

"Now it is time for your second task my dear. Here is what you must do. Remember that I'm sitting a few rows back from you, and I can see everything! I want you to follow my instructions for the next minute, and do exactly as I say. Lets get started. Put your arm around your boyfriend."

I hesitated, but I couldn't disobey her. Not with my life as a man on the line! I put my arm around Rory. His eyes were fixed on the boxing match.

"Tell him to kiss you, now" said Celeste, her thoughts going right into my mind. "And as he kisses you, put one hand on his chest. Put your other hand on his penis, so that he'll get hard."

"Rory, kiss me" I said, hoping that I sounded seductive. He turned his eyes from the boxing match, and put his lips onto mine. As Celeste had just demanded, I put one hand on his chest, and another on his crotch. He did indeed react to me by starting to get hard.

"See?" said Celeste, "Look at how men react to you. You excite them sexually. Every man in this building wants you in fact. But only one is your boyfriend. Tell him that you want him. Tell him that when you get home, you want for him to fuck your brains out. Tell him now."

"Oh Rory" I said, into his ear so that nobody else could hear! "I want you. I want you so much."

I could feel him getting even harder.

"When we get home, I want you to fuck my brains out, all night long."

"You can count on that, babe" he said, giving me another kiss, and touching me on my chest!

"Get a room you two!" said Todd, laughing.

I felt utterly humiliated for what I had just done. But I also felt quite a shock. Maybe it was what Celeste had just made me do with the dildo. But as Rory got hard, and as he had just kissed me, I felt my body reacting to him. I felt myself growing excited and aroused too! The though of feeling another one of those intense female orgasms was making me want him! No! That was disgusting! I was a woman on the outside now, but not on the inside!

"Now come sit next to me Rhonda" said Celeste. "Tell Todd that you're going to try and get a chick for him, so he can score tonight, like Rory is going to."

I stood up, and turned to the guys.

"See that girl up there?" I said. "I'm going to speak to her, and see if I can get her to agree to hand out with Todd tonight. Maybe then he can score, like Rory is going to tonight."

Rory and Anthony were laughing like crazy, while Todd blushed. I walked up ten rows, and sat next to Celeste.

"Hello Rhonda" she said out loud. "I'm glad that you've decided to join me."

"Hi Celeste. I've do what you've asked of me. Please, there's only one round left. What else do I need to do for you?"

"Just answer one simple question" she said. "Look down there at your three male friends. Over the years, you've seen all three of them in locker rooms, swimming, playing sports, and all. I'm going to ask you a question, and I want you to answer me in all honesty. Remember, I'll know if you lie to me. And if you do lie, then your life as Dennis will be forgotten by everybody but you. The whole world will remember you as Rhonda. You will be the only one that recalls the man who used to be Dennis. Do you understand? I'll erase your male life completely."

"Yes" I said. "I promise that I will be honest! What is the question?"

"You've seen all three of your male friends naked before. You know that Rory has the best body. You know that Todd is the most well endowed where it counts. And you know that Anthony is the smartest one, and has the best job."

I nodded. This was all true. But what was the question? I was dying to find out, but I didn't want to rush her. And I didn't want to miss anything she said! My life depended on it. I concentrated, as I waited for her to finish.

"So I have one simple question for you Rhonda. Who is it that you most want to go to bed with, and f*&k?"

The question took me aback a bit. How could she ask that? I turned inwards to think. None of the three guys were someone I wanted to make love with. I mean; I was a guy inside myself! That was gross. But I had to give an answer. Anthony was out. He was too fat, even though he was smart, and he had a good job. So it was Rory or Todd.

I knew that Todd was very well endowed. All the guys in the locker room were jealous (although nobody would ever admit to sneaking a look at his legendary 'equipment'. But that didn't turn me on. Even the dildo that had made me come was still disgusting to think about.

So that left Rory. And he had just made me feel a female desire for him somehow, when he had kissed me. There was only one real choice.

"Rory" I said.

"Rory what?" asked Celeste.

"He's the one I want to, um, f*$k the most. Rory."

 

She looked at me and smiled.

"I can't believe that you'd lie to me Rhonda" she said, shaking her head.

"I'm not lying!" I replied. "Out of the three guys, he is the one I want to f*&k the most!"

"But that's not what I asked you" said Celeste. "Yes, I talked about them first. But my question was "Who is it that you most want to go to bed with, and f*&k?". Not which of the three guys. Yes, of the three, you want Rory more than the others. But the person you really want to go to bed with an f*$k is me."

I looked at her, feeling all the blood flow out of my head, as I turned pale and began to feel dizzy. She had tricked me! No! This couldn't be happening!

"I could feel your thoughts all night long. I know how much you wanted me. Even as a woman, you'd have still preferred to go home with me, and have lesbian sex, rather than you letting Rory into your pussy. Isn't that true?"

"Yes" I had to admit. "But I thought when you asked me the question, you meant which of the guys. Please, don't make me stay in this body forever!"

"It is too late" said Celeste.

"Give me another chance! Give me another task! Anything!"

"I can't. The boxing match has ended. It is too late. For the rest of your life, you are going to remain as Rhonda. Even as we speak, all the world is forgetting about the man named Dennis that you used to be. Even your own parents now remember you as their daughter. Your family photos have all changed, showing you as a young girl. Soon, your mind will unlock these memories, and you'll remember everything as you grew up a girl."

"You'll remember the pretty dresses you wore as a flower girl at family weddings. You'll remember wearing your first bra, when your boobs started to grow. You'll remember learning how to put on makeup, how to do your hair. You'll remember your first period, your first boyfriend, and the first time you kissed a boy. You'll remember being a cheerleader in highschool, instead of being a football player. Yes, you'll remember your male life too, but that will seem like a dream. Your female life will be the one that is more real to you."

"As your female memories start to emerge, you'll also notice that your female desires will come out as well. You've already felt a hint of attraction to your boyfriend. Soon, it will be so overwhelming, that when he asks you to marry him, you will say yes. In fact, you are already in his power; you cannot say 'no' to anything he asks of you. You are his girl now. Now and forever. You are Rhonda, and nothing can ever change that."

"No...." I said, my voice a low whine, as I tied not to cry. I even though of going out on the balcony, and throwing myself off. I couldn't live like this.

"Oh, don't think that silly" said Celeste. "You're just not used to how deep you feel emotions as a girl. You'll get used to it. But for your own safety, I forbid you from harming yourself! And I command you to allow Rory to have his way with you tonight, so that you can become completely his. As soon as you see him, you will act like his long-time girlfriend. As soon as he touches you, you will become his."

She took my hand, and walked with me down the steps.

"Rhonda says that she's with some cute boys" said Celeste as we reached my friends. "I've been looking for a new boyfriend. She said you might be interested."

"Hi, I'm Todd"

"I'm Anthony."

"Hello gorgeous, I'm Rory."

 

I slapped him, playfully.

"Hey, you can't flirt with her! You're mine."

"Come on, lets go out for drinks" said Celeste.

As my hand made contact with Rory, something swept over me. A change in attitude. I looked at him, and I realized something. He was my boyfriend. And I was his girlfriend. I was his. I'd do anything for him. I wanted him so much! Looked at him with loving eyes, as he took my hand.

"Lets go dancing tonight!" I said.

The guys grumbled a bit. But Celeste and I could talk them into it. She leaned over, and whispered in my ear.

"From this moment on, you will forget that I am a witch. I am just a girl as far as you know now. I am just a girl. And so are you. Now giggle, and forget my powers."

I giggled.

"What was that all about?" said Anthony.

"Girl talk" said Celeste, giggling again.

"Yes" I said. "Just something between us girls."

 

I couldn't wait for the night to get over, so Rory could take me home and make love to me. I loved him so! I was dreaming of the day he'd ask me to marry him. I'd be Mrs. Rory Thompson. He'd be my husband, and I'd be his loving wife. I wanted to have his babies. As soon as he proposed, I'd go off my birth control pills, so I could get pregnant.

As I got into the car and he shut the door for, romantic visions of our future life together filled my head. We'd make love every day, and we'd be so happy together. Mrs. Rory Thompson. That was who I was going to be. I imagined us together in bed, as we drove on to the dance club. I put my hand over onto his knee as we drove. Tonight, he was going to get lucky. I was going to make sure of it.

The End

  

  

  

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