Never Say Never (Again)

by Jennifer White

 

Unfortunately for Rick, his girlfriend Avery had unusual tastes in bed. At first, he thought it was really hot that the chick he was going with also slept with other chicks. A few times, she even allowed a threesome. But she always wanted to go back to being with other women. Yet he, like all men, wanted to possess her, and have her all for himself. It was okay for him to be with another chick, but not her. And this led to arguments.

Eventually, they settled on a truce: both of them agreed to stop seeing other women. Yet in the back of Avery's mind, she wanted to be with a woman. She *needed* it. She tried to tell it to Rick, but he made her swear that she would only be with him, and nobody else.

It was tolerable for a while, until he stopped treating her as kindly as he did at first. As with most men, once they get what they want, they stop doing the little things that attracted their women in the first place. And so, Avery was getting more and more upset with him. Yet you just cannot reason with a man. They don't listen, and it is like talking to a wall when you are discussing something emotional with them!

 

Avery was now considering a halt to their relationship. She was thinking of leaving him, but she knew it would break his heart. He told her over and over, that she was his dream girl, and that she was everything to him.

What a dilemma! She didn't want to leave him, but she had to. He was a man, and she was feeling more and more her need to be with a woman. But she had sworn not to see anyone other than him. She was really stuck.

 

Until she came across something unusual. Something powerful. Something ancient. A good friend of hers was into magic, and what most people would call 'the occult'. She gave Avery a spell to use, and helped her put into place a plan which would fix her life. She would be able to keep her promise to Rick, fulfill her needs, and mend their relationship, all in one simple step!

She set it up to see Rick the next day, to put this plan into action.

* * *

 

Rick arrived at Avery's apartment, fifteen minutes late, as usual these days. She had cooked a wonderful meal for him, and now it was getting cold because of his tardiness. But she kept a sympathetic smile on her face, and ignored her inner anger.

When supper was over, she invited Rick to see something in her bedroom. He followed in her in, not knowing that his entire world was about to change. She kissed him, and very soon, he was aroused, and they started stripping down nude. Now, they were naked.

"You know how I'm into women" she said in the sexiest voice she could muster.

"Yes, you've told me. Again and again" he said, letting his frustration with her slip. He was tired of how she kept harassing him all the time.

Avery picked up a pair of pink lacy panties. They had been 'blessed' by Avery's friend, and endowed with special powers, along with other articles of clothing she had placed on her dresser in a neat pile.

"I think it would be really hot if you wore these" she said. "Put them on, and then it will be like I'm with another woman."

"No way!" said Rick. "I'd never be a woman for you. I'll never wear those!"

His inner male was hurt by the mere insinuation that he could even *pretend* to be a chick. No way was he putting those panties on!

 

"Here babe, just touch them, and feel how soft and silky they are" said Avery, as she tossed them to him.

Without thinking, Rick caught them, as almost all men do subconsciously when you throw anything to them. The moment the soft material touched his hand, the powers that the panties possessed started to kick in, even if he didn't yet realize it.

"Feel them" said Avery. "Feel how soft they are. So silky. Think how wonderful they would feel touching you all over, between your legs. You want to wear them, don't you?"

Rick did *not* want to wear them. More than anything, the thought of putting on women's clothes disgusted him. But even though his mind said 'no', something was horribly wrong. As if being physically forced by someone a hundred times his strength, his mouth started to form a word, and his breath hissed out of him.

"Yesss..." he said, as he struggled to keep quiet. How could he have said that?

"Wonderful!" replied Avery. "You want to wear them, so now put them on."

Again, it was as if a gigantic unseen hand was forcing Rick to move. He struggled with all his might against it, but the force made him reach down with the panties in hand. His left leg grudgingly lifted off the floor, and then back as his hand slid the panties over his left foot. He tried to scream 'no!', but his voice was frozen, as his other leg lifted up, and his own hand put the panties over his right foot.

He was straining so hard that he wasn't able to breath, and he had to let some of his strength go, so that he could get another breath of precious oxygen. With his concentration on his breathing, his hands began to pull the panties up his legs, and towards his center.

"Yes, babe" said Avery. "Put them on. I know you *want* to."

Again, Rick tried to scream. He tried to stop it. But the unseen force was too much, and he could only slow it's progress. The elastic in the waistband snapped as his hands let it go, and the panties were completely on.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it? You know, I think you'll make an excellent woman" said Avery, as she smiled. She was smiling, not just because Rick was now standing there wearing only the pink panties, but also because of what they were doing to him. He didn't yet realize it, but his body was now changing, reforming to the proper shape to fit the panties.

When the panties first when on, there was a 'tent pole' between his legs, making them poke out in the middle. Now that tent pole was getting smaller, smaller, and smaller. The bulge between his legs was being reduced, bit by bit. Even the bulge from the sack attached below his tent pole, started to shrink. By the time a full minute passed, there was no longer a bulge of any kind between his legs. Just a mound, that the lips of his new labia had formed.

Meanwhile, he hadn't noticed how he had changed in the rear. His tight muscles had softened, taking on a rounder shape. In fact, all of the area underneath the panties, Rick now looked like a woman, in every way. But he was so hung up on just having been *controlled*, that he didn't even sense the changes yet! The feeling of not being in control, for some unknown reason, really seems to upset a man more than almost anything else. It is hard to understand why they are such babies about something that silly, but like almost all of them, Rick was just enraged at having been controlled.

 

The next item that Avery took off the stack on her dresser was a cute little skirt. It was pink plaid, with a rough texture. She handed it to Rick, and his hand betrayed him by taking it from her, even though he didn't want to.

"You look so pretty in your panties my dear" she cooed. "Why don't you put your skirt on too?"

Rick immediately recoiled from how she said 'your panties' and 'your skirt'. These things weren't his! But even as he thought this, his own hands started to pull the skirt up his legs, and onto him. He was beside himself with rage, fear, and horror, as he reached behind himself, and zipped it up. It went on a *lot* easier than the panties had. In fact, he hadn't been able to fight it much at all, even though he was as adamant about not wanting to be in a skirt.

"There my dear, you look lovely!" said Avery. "A pretty skirt, for a pretty girl."

Now the skirt was starting to work on his body, effecting the area that it covered. It kept squeezing in at the top, pinching his tummy down smaller and smaller. But even as this happened, his hips were beginning to flare out wider and wider. As his hips continued to widen, and his tummy continued to pinch in, he was starting to show curves.

As he looked down at the skirt he was wearing, Rick felt completely powerless. He felt like he had just lost something inside, and it would be harder, if not impossible to continue fighting what was happening to him.

He couldn't help but to notice his curves now, and how they made the skirt look so good on him. He also started to realize that there should have been a bump in the skirt, from the things sticking out between his legs. Yet the skirt laid flat across his front. It was then that he realized that he was changing.

With the utmost possible horror, he looked down at himself, then back at Avery, who was standing there, holding a bra in her hand. She extended her arm, for him to take it. With a trembling hand, he did. Once again, he didn't *want* to. But he could not stop his body from doing what *she* wanted. He really was powerless to stop what was happening to him.

Rick put the bra on, with the expertise of a woman, even though he had never worn one before. His arms and hands knew just what to do, and it went onto him oh so easily. He could only look down at stare, as the empty cups of the bra started to fill out.

At first, they were just limp and empty. But bit by bit, his chest started to rise. Initially, it was just the area around his nipples. But soon, the growing area become wider and wider. The bra started to stand up, as the cups were filled with a growing amount of *female* flesh. He could see a darker space between his two enlarging breasts, which seemed to keep growing and growing.

"I bought you a D cup bra" said Avery, "because I like girls who are well endowed. You will fill it out wonderfully, once you're done."

Now Rick's boobs were large, round and full. And still growing. It was a fearful thing for him to behold, as they grew large enough to touch each other, leaving only a crack of space between them, as they now filled out his bra to capacity. With an almost involuntary action, his hands came up to his chest to cup them.

Rick could feel their weight in his hands. He could also feel how that weight in the bra cups made the straps going over his shoulders start to dig in. He could feel his new large breasts rubbing against the inside of his arms. No! This could not be real!

"Oh baby, you're so hot!" said Avery. "I can't wait to suckle your nipples, and go down on you so I can lick your clit and taste the juices from your pussy."

If Rick thought he felt powerless before, now that feeling was amplified a hundred times over. He was so weak! He was so passive! He couldn't do anything about his situation. He didn't like what was going on, and there was no way to stop it or effect it in any way! His mind was in chaos, as it tried to adjust to the fact that in medical terms, he was now fully female. But his changes were far from over.

 

Avery now handed him a top. It was also pink, soft, and skimpy. He took to from her, and put it on, even without being asked. He had not control over this; it was his body that did it, not him!

He looked down at the cute pink top he was now wearing. It was a cami style top, and it had thin straps that didn't even cover up his bra straps. At the V point in the low cut neckline, there was a little flower sewn into the material. His huge boobs took up a lot of the fabric, and the top just barely came down to where the top of his skirt was.

 

"Have a seat" said Avery, pointing to the white chair in front of her lighted makeup mirror. Rick took a few short tight steps, swinging his hips as he walked. He sat down in the chair, and crossed his legs at the knees. As he looked down at his legs, the hair on them disgusted him.

"I need to shave my legs" he announced in a voice that was quite a bit softer and higher in pitch than normal.

"Yes Jasmine, you do" replied Avery.

Jasmine? Why had she called him Jasmine? His name was Rick. Or was it? His mind was confused with all that was going on, and he wasn't too sure of *anything* at the moment.

Avery put a brush into his hands, and he instinctively started brushing his hair. With each stroke, his hair became fuller and longer. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Brush, brush, brush. Soon, long cascades of beautiful auburn hair came down from his head. He kept bruising it, making it thicker and wavier. It was so long and full now, down to almost the small of his back.

It was at that moment when Avery handed him the tube of lipstick, which he grabbed from her eagerly.

"I feel naked without makeup!" he announced, in a very girlish sounding voice.

As Rick applied the lipstick, then the mascara, eyeshadow, powders and the blush, his face changed radically. His hard chiseled features melted away, reforming to look pretty. With his pointy chin, high cheekbones, slender nose and alluring eyes, he now had a striking female face.

 

"You need to fix your nails, Jasmine" said Avery, as she handed him a nail file.

He started out on his nails, and it was strange: instead of the file rubbing down his nails, making them smaller, they seemed to get *longer* with each stroke. In no time, he had long beautiful nails!

This excited him, because now he could paint them. He put on a bright red color, somewhat leaning towards orange. After the second coat dried, he put on the rings which Avery offered him. He marveled at how slender and long his fingers looked.

Once he had the bracelets on his wrists, they responded by becoming tiny and delicate. The effect started to travel up his arm, which became small, thin, and pretty. His shoulders started to shrink down in size as well, and now he looked delicate, all the way around. The smaller shoulders caused his bra straps to become too loose, and he wanted to take off his top so he could adjust them, and make them smaller to fit his new sleeker body. In fact, with his more slender trunk, the band needed to be moved to a tighter setting as well.

Even his once-muscular legs were becoming thinner and smaller. When he looked at Avery, now he looked *up* at her, because he had lost a full seven inches of height. But when she offered him high heel shoes, he gladly took them and put them onto his feet, so that he could look her in the eye again. It was as if his feet melted as he put on the shoes. They became small enough that the shoes slipped right on.

The effects were happening so fast now, and all of the fight within him was gone. He couldn't fight what was happening to him. And more importantly, he didn't *want* to fight it. The part of his mind that had been struggling to maintain control was becoming smaller and smaller, in leaps and bounds. In it's place was a new personality. A feminine personality. Jasmine.

What was left of 'Rick' was quickly being crushed in his rapidly feminizing brain. Now his internal female orgasms were almost done forming, and the initial rush of estrogen was starting to hit him. This was the knockout blow which vanquished 'Rick' from Jasmine's mind, once and for all.

*She* smiled as she stood up. *She* looked Avery up and down, and took a deep breath.

"Hi Avery" she said. "I'm Jasmine."

"I know" replied Avery, taking a step towards the strikingly beautiful new woman who stood before her now. Avery took another step, and Jasmine could feel her body heat. And she felt a new sensation run through her; new thoughts and feelings that had been alien to the previous state of her body.

As if that wasn't enough, her emotional state was different as well. The way she *felt* inside had changed tremendously. When she had been Rick, she had been unable to verbally express her emotions. She had been unable to ask Avery in bed for what she wanted. It just hadn't been in Rick's nature. But now he was Jasmine, and everything was different.

"I want you" said Jasmine. "I want to feel you sucking my clit until it's red and raw. I want to feel your hands all over my breasts. I want you to suckle me. I want to kiss you all over, and I want to feel your mouth all over me."

Avery responded by reaching over, and pulling off Jasmine's cami top. Jasmine felt so turned on by Avery's naked body, that she was already getting wet. She kicked off her heels, and liked how it felt having a partner taller than herself. It made her feel more of a woman.

As Jasmine reached back to unzip her skirt, Avery walked behind her to gently remove her bra. This wasn't a mad rush to strip off her clothes, it was a gentle ballet, playful and joyful, with soft caresses to build anticipation. Rick's 'passionate' heated rush had been replaced with a slow graceful dance, where anticipation and tension was allowed to grow, and with each soft touch, both women become more and more turned on.

Jasmine was down to just her panties now, which Avery gently pulled off of her. Jasmine kicked them aside, and giggled at the pile of her nice clothes, which were all over the floor. It bothered her just a bit that they might get wrinkled like that, but she was too focused on Avery to get upset about it.

Now Avery stood up, and she was just millimeters away from Jasmine. They were almost touching, chest to chest. Again, Jasmine could feel Avery's body heat. She marveled at Avery's wonderful body, and at her own. Although she hadn't noticed it at the time, the hairs on her chest had been disappearing, becoming too fine to see unless you looked up close. And while she had been brushing the hair on her head to make it longer, the hairs on her legs and under her arms had disappeared. She was as smooth and hairless as Avery now.

"I love your soft skin" said Jasmine, as Avery moved even closer. The nipples on their breasts touched, sending electric shocks of pleasure through Avery. She got a chill that ran up and down her spine. So much pleasure, just from a light touch! She had never been this turned on in all her life.

Avery gently put her left hand onto the outside of Jasmine's right breast. Her thumb came to rest on the nipple, and she began to moving it in a soft circular motion. It was as if there was a direct connection from the nipple to a spot between Jasmine's legs. Her excitement suddenly shot up yet again, and she felt a *need* to feel something filling up the gap between her legs. She wanted something inside her.

"Ooh, that feels good. Mmmmm" she said.

Avery moved her head closer. Jasmine could feel her breath. Her eyebrows looked so pretty, plucked into such a thin fine line. Jasmine wanted to have hers look the same way. She also saw the pretty earrings in Avery's ears, and she wanted some just like those for herself. It was then that she realized: Avery was so perfect, that she actually wished she could be just like her, in every way.

Avery was this goddess on earth, this ideal of perfection. Jasmine was *so* fortunate to be with her. How could she every repay Avery for the privilege of not only being with her, but being her lover? Jasmine resolved to dedicate her life to Avery. Her needs would always come first. She was completely and madly in love with the beautiful woman in front of her.

Avery's mouth opened, and she tilted her head to the side, closing her eyes. Jasmine opened her mouth too, closed her eyes, and moved closer. First, the tips of their tongues met, then Jasmine's lips met Avery's.

What a kiss! As a man, Rick had kissed because he *had* to. It turned chicks on, so he did it to get them all fired up. But that was forgotten now, as he had become Jasmine, and now a kiss *meant* something. There was the physical part of it of course, the intimacy, tasting Avery, feeling her warmth. But there was an emotional component as well. The kiss was a promise of love to come, as well as an expression of her passion.

Jasmine could *feel* Avery's love for her, from their kiss. It just melted her inside. She leaned back against the wall, and let Avery press into her. Suddenly, she was overcome with a need to make Avery feel good. She lowered her head, and started to lick Avery's right nipple, in the small circles as Avery had done to *her* with her thumb.

"Mmmm" moaned Avery. "Harder. Suck me babe."

Jasmine put her mouth around Avery's nipple, and began to suck on it, harder and harder. Her hands wrapped around Avery now, and their legs intertwined. Avery kept touching her in new places, sending thrills of sensation through her. A long nail scratching the small of her back. Avery's hands touching her butt, and pulling her close. A kiss on the neck, just below the ear. Avery blowing gently *into* her ear. Avery running her hands through Jasmine's long soft hair, or touching her face gently with the back of her hand.

Jasmine could not believe that it was possible to feel so much pleasure, and they hadn't even made any contact in the genital region yet! Jasmine through her head back, and could feel her long hair tickling her back. She didn't realize what was going on at that moment, but it was something significant.

Just a short time ago, Jasmine's body had been male. But the powerful magic of the garments she had put on transformed her into what she was now. And then, it was her mind that had changed from masculine to feminine. Now, there was an equally powerful force at work: it was her very *soul* that was rapidly becoming female.

Jasmine's inner *needs* had changed now. What she felt, what she wanted from life, her goals, her ambitions, everything. Although it hadn't registered at a conscious level yet, she now had a maternal instinct, and soon she would long to have a baby. In the future, when she *saw* a baby, she would say "aw....", and want to hold it. It was in her genes now, as a woman, to feel this nurturing instinct.

As she continued to transform and evolve within, she felt more and more in love with Avery. Now she wanted something, and she wanted it bad. She ached to feel a stimulation between her legs. She wanted it more than anything!

But her inner self was now feminine, and she understood that Avery was feeling the same thing herself. Men think of themselves first, and they don't seem to care about the needs of others. But as women, we tend to do the opposite: we think of the needs of others, and we are willing to put our own needs 'on the back burner', and wait to have them fulfilled.

Overcome with this strong instinct to do for others before doing for yourself, Jasmine did the only thing that seemed appropriate with feminine logic: take care of Avery. She got down on her knees, and put her mouth onto the soft lips of Avery's labia. She licked it several times, making Avery shiver and giggle.

Jasmine worked her tongue in, at the top of Avery's wet slit, until she found her clitoris. There, she started working it gently with her tongue. She now understood that you didn't need to be rough and hard with it; just a gentle touch, with the right pressure was much better.

She worked on Avery until she sent her several times, and Avery rode the waves of pleasure gladly. She softly moaned, and put her hands on Jasmine's head, as she touched herself on the nipples, and threw her own head back.

Avery pushed Jasmine away gently, once she felt too tender between her legs. Now it was Jasmine's turn. Avery told her to lay down, and spread her legs wide open, which she gladly did. Avery moved her head into position, and for the first time, Jasmine felt the stimulation of having her pussy licked.

"Do I taste all right?" she asked, worried that her flowing juices wouldn't be to Avery's liking.

"You're just fine babe" replied Avery, much to her relief. "You taste wonderful to me."

Now Jasmine was able to relax, and enjoy things herself. As Avery worked on her clit and tweaked her nipples, she knew that she was now bound for bliss. Her head threw back, her mouth opened in a gasp, and she started to moan as the first waves of pleasure started to wash over her and around her. Soon, she was in the throes of a full on female orgasm for the first time, and it was quite addicting! Any latent remains of Rick were permanently washed out of her mind at that moment.

Any remembrances of growing up as a boy were gone now. Memories of doing things like secretly looking at pictures of naked women, or dating girls were still there, but in Jasmine's mind, she had been a *girl* at the time. Instead of remembering looking up to her dad as a role model, now she remembered wanting to be just like her mother.

As a child, Rick had wanted to be on the baseball team, and football. But in Jasmine's mind now, she had wanted to be a cheerleader, and try out for gymnastics. Every male aspect of her previous life was replaced now, with an equivalent *female* memory.

Jasmine shivered all over as the next orgasm hit her. She was elated beyond all description, but she still felt unfulfilled. There was one more thing she needed, and Avery knew exactly what it was.

Avery reached under the bed, and pulled out something she had kept hidden. It was shaped like a man's 'package', with veins and everything. And it was large. Really large. Jasmine felt a new need: she wanted to feel it up inside of her. She spread her legs wider, and relaxed her muscles so that Avery could work it in.

"That thing is a monster!" she said.

"Just wait until you feel it inside you" replied Avery.

"Mmm. I can't wait! Put it in me now!"

Avery had a huge smile on her face as she introduced Jasmine to her first vaginal stimulation. 'The monster' was so big, and Jasmine was amazed that she could have something that large filling her up! She covered her mouth with her hand, as she let loose with another giggle, and her head was thrown from side to side as the next round of orgasms started within her.

Avery worked 'the monster' with her hands, with an expert touch. She did to Jasmine the things she wanted to be done to herself. Jasmine screamed with pleasure, feeling like she was about to pass out. If all the female orgasms had felt addicting before, now it was even more so. She wanted to feel those sensations all the time. Every day. And with Avery.

 

After Jasmine took her turn stimulating Avery with 'the monster', both women were exhausted, spent, happy, and very much in love. They snuggled close together with each other, wrapping their arms and legs around each other as they laid in bed, telling each other their innermost feelings. They fell asleep in each others arms.

* * *

 

In the morning, Jasmine woke up, and she was 100% woman. There was no trace of Rick left in her at all. She had transformed to a much prettier, higher form of life. Almost like an ugly caterpillar changing to a delicate butterfly, she had gone from a man, to a *woman*.

She was completely in love with Avery, and in her heart, she knew that she would devote her entire life to her. Jasmine wanted to have a baby, so they could raise her together. Jasmine would be the mommy, so that Avery could continue have a career. Jasmine wanted to be the feminine one in the relationship.

There would be much work ahead for the two women. Avery had a whole wardrobe, but her clothes were too large for Jasmine. And there was a whole bunch of useless *male* clothes to get rid of. Jasmine would need a whole new wardrobe.

Avery would also have to get the paperwork for an official name change, so that Jasmine could get a new drivers license and so forth, reflecting her new name and gender. There would be a lot of issues to solve, but it was well worth it. They were two women in love, and they could conquer any obstacle in their way.

Jasmine touched Avery softly on the face, and kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you" she said.

"I love you too" replied Avery.

They locked lips in a deep passionate kiss, then rose to start the new day; Jasmine's first full day as a woman.

  

  

  

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