True Friends

by J. R. Anthony

 

It was a normal day in Berrickton, the sun cast the shadows of trees and antique houses to waft across the cobblestone streets as the birds floated lazily across the sky. I made the usual walk to school, and was met at the corner by my best friend in the whole world, Josh. He looked nervous, and sad. I asked him what was so wrong that could possibly make him forget his care-free self.

"Vanessa dumped me. Last night, right at her door. Just like that!" he said, snapping his fingers to emphasize his statement. "I just don't understand why girls don't like me!" he whined, putting his face in his hands.

"Don't worry, man. You'll find the right girl. I'm sure of it. I'll even help you out. There's a lot of girls in my Science class this year." I explained. His face lit up like flourescent bulbs at Christmastime. He smiled and gave me a pat on the back.

"Thanks, Dan, I really appreciate it!" he bubbled, rushing off towards the High School.

 

I crossed the street and sat down on a bench in the front yard. A tall Oak tree nearby provided the perfect shade on this fine Spring day. I could see my girlfriend, Katelynn, walking towards me. I grinned as I looked over her sexy body; long, brown hair, amazingly blue eyes, a flawless, slightly freckled face, fair sized breasts, a slim stomach, wide hips, and a luscious round ass. She took a seat beside me and ran a hand through my hair as we exchanged a "Good morning" kiss.

"What was that all about?" she asked, her slight southern accent dripping slowly from her lips.

"Josh broke up with Vanessa last night. I told him I'd help him until he found another girlfriend." I replied, setting my books down beside me.

 

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I rushed upstairs to the Science lab as the bell rang. I made it in the door just in time, and took my usual seat between Jake and Ryan. Our teacher, Mr. Fettermain, was wearing his same old brown suit, as he scratched a tiny piece of chalk across the board spelling out the initials "D. N. A.".

"Good morning students. Today we are going to learn about what makes us, who we are, underneath all the cells and molecules and such. So, first off we'll start with-"

"-You forgot atoms." Ernie Manat piped up, pushing his glasses higher up his crooked nose. Mr. Fettermain just sighed.

"Yes, yes, but that just gets us into that Draconian right and wrong,...er...thing." he said, waving an impatient hand as if to swat a peck of dust. "Anyways, can anhyone tell me what D. N. A. stands for?" he asked, looking over the entire class througyh his soda-bottle glasses.

"Droning neurotical analysts, kinda like you." Ryan scoffed in the back row. Most people giggled at this, but Mr. Fettermain simply glared at him. I passed around notes to every girl in class when the teacher wasn't looking, asking if they would consider dating Josh Winters. Unfortunately, nobody agreed and they all gave me dirty looks for the rest of the lesson.

 

I finally gave up, burying my head in my book as Mr. Fettermain preached to us about how D. N. A. affected the entire structure of our body and mind, or something like that. I wasn't really paying attention. After Science, I had to down two floors for Business Tech, taught by my favourite teacher, Mr. Marlatt. He was hilarious, but he was also very strict, so I knew I wouldn't be able to pass any notes to the girls in that class. I asked a few of them after class, but all of them turned me down. One of them actually kicked me in the shin befoire turning and running off down the hall.

 

I walked, jelly legged and lead footed into the cafeteria for lunch. I took a seat beside Josh, and I instantly knew I was in trouble.

"Well," he asked eagerly ", did you get anything?"

"A whole bunch of nos and a kick in the shin." I replied groggily, sinking lower in my chair as my thoughts strayed to someplace else than here.

"Souns like fun." he said sarcastically. The rest of the day went pretty much the same. I couldn't bear to see my best friend suffer like that, so I had to make a choice. Unfortunately, though I didn't know it at the time, this choice would chnage my entire life. I met Josh after school and told him that a girl had said yes. He asked who it was, and I said I didn't know her name, but she was a student from Ridgetown. I told him that she would call him soon, possibly that day, and he left for home, leaving me shattered and confused. What the hell was I gonna do?

 

I called Katelynn as soon as I got home and asked her what I should do.

"There's only one thing you can do, Dan. You either have to find someone to pose as this girl, or you're going to have to become this girl." she explained, sounding disgusted and worried as she finished her sentence. My worst fear had been realized. I would have to dress as a girl, and go out with my own friend. I knew I had to do it for his sake, but I was still extremely creeped out at the fact that I might have to kiss my best friend, or even worse, cuddle with him. I paced my room, hoping something would come to me, I needed help if I was ever going to pull this off. Thankfully for me, the next day was Saturday, and Josh lived quite far from my house. I still had at least two days to figure this all out, and since my parents were on a business trip for the week, they couldn't help me at all.

 

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I walked uptown, and came across a strange shop titled: "Rene Remous' Costumes for All Occasions". I had never really noticed it there before. I figured it might hold a key to my predicament. I walked in and was instantly hit with the cold, dusty air of the shop. An aged woman at the counter looked at me from under long, silver spectacles. She glided over in a long, navy blue dress and adressed me kindly.

"Good day, sir. May I be of assistance?" she asked in a sweet voice, looking up at me with smokey green eyes. She was very short, with flyaway grey hair.

"Yes. I'm in a bit of a predicament, and I was wondering if you had any costumes capable of,...um....making me look like a...girl?" I asked slowly, trying to make my voice stop quivering as I trembled with every word.

"Ah, yes, yes. Come into my office, dear, and we'll help you out. James!" she called, and a slim, tanned boy walked out from behind a sparkled curtain, wearing a long white apron over a green sweater and blue jeans. His tall stature made him look like he was completely skin and bones.

"Yes Mrs. Remous?" he asked in a low, rasp of a voice that seemed very unlikely to come from his mouth.

"This boy is looking for female costumes,...it sounds as if he;s in a bit of a predicament the way he talks. Take him in the back to fit him, please." she called to him from behind the counter.

"No problem. Over here, sir." he said to me, motioning behind a curtain. I followed him and he had me stand on a three-legged, wooden stool as he pulled out a tape measure. He measured me from shoulder to foot, wrist to wrist, around my chest, waist, hips and head and then wrote down all the measurements on a little clipboard.

"So,...what do you need this costume for, sir?" he asked. I felt a bit uncomfortable as I began my aswer.

"Well,...I sort of told my friend I'd help him find a girlfriend, but nobody wants to go out with him, so-"

"-So you decided to dress as a girl so you don't hurt his feelings. It's not the first time this has happened. Don't worry about it,...all of out customer information is confidential." he said, leaving the room, no doubt giving my measurements to Mrs. Remous. It was only a couple of minutes before he returned.

"Thank you, sir. Now, as for the look of this costume. We've come up with a special, nano-technology that can reform you into a the woman you want to be. Now, hair colour?" he asked, taking out another clipboard.

"Brown." I replied.

"Eye colour?"

"Hazel."

"Cup size?"

"C"

"Waist?"

"Er,...22"

"Hips?"

"29"

"Good. Now, I must warn you, this is one of our special costumes,...bodysuits if you will. After an hour of wearing this suit, it will become you. The nano-technology re-arranges your cell tissue and stuff into the girl you look like. To get the suit off, soak in hot water for about three hours. Also be warned, that if you wear this suit for more than five days straight, the change will become permanent." he told me sternly. "It will take a bit of time to manufacture the suit with latex, so I'll call you on Monday to give you a prgoress report. You should have it by Tuesday at the earliest."

"So,...you mean to say, that I actually become a girl, in every way?" I choked, taking a seat beside a cluttered desk in the corner.

"Yes. The mood swings, the periods, the knowledge of make-up and movement, and flirting, it's all programmed right into the suit." he said.

 

I left with a reciept, and a sigh of relief. I now had my solution, but I still didn't know how I would pull this off. I didn't know how to be a girl. I'd been a man for fifteen years of my life. But, nevertheless, there was no way back now. I had already made my decision. I told Josh that Kelly (I named her after my childhood sweetheart) would call him on Wednesday to arrange a date on Thursday at the Venus De Milo restaurant. I got the call on Monday as expected, and I was told to pick up the suit at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I went uptown again to pick out some outfits, claiming that it was my girlfriend's birthday, as I bought a crop top, a t-shirt, two pairs of jeans, and a bra and panty set.

 

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I brought it home on Tuesday, wrapped in a box covered with what seemed to be blue crate paper. I snuck it up to my room and, after locking the door, stripped down, taking one last look at myself in the mirror. I unwrapped it slowly, lifting the lid to see a very fragile looking pile of skin-coloured latex. I pulled the suit up by the shoulders and unzipped the opening, running from the base of the neck to the lower back. I stepped one foot into it, feeling some restraint as my foot was so big. I finally slid my foot into the foot of the suit, and found that there were separate toes which slid right onto my corresponding ones. I waited until I had pulled the suit up to my calf before I put my other foot in, pulling it up much like girls put on pantyhose. I seated my penis into a tube that was fixated to the front of the suit, and carefully placed my balls into a small pouch, before pulling the suit up to my waist. I slid my arms into the sleeves, again finding that the suit had corresponding fingers to mine. Last, but not least, I pulled the mask over my head, adjusting it so that the nose and ears fit onto my head and face. I had some difficulty zipping it up, but I finally managed to get it halfway up my back so I could get it the rest of the way without having to change hands. As soon as I removed my hand from the zipper I was knocked to the floor, with the force equivalent to that of a Mack truck.

 

When I came to, I used the bedpost to help me to my feet. The weight of my long brown hair was awkward, as was the weight on my chest, and the missing feeling on my crotch. When I was standing without aid, I could tell I had shrunk. I turned to the mirror and looked in both awe and terror. Staring back at me, with Hazel eyes and all, was a gorgeous, Playboy quality woman.

"Oh,...my,...God!" I gasped, but my voice didn't come from my mouth, a woman's voice escaped from my lips instead. I looked at the clock. I had been a woman for twenty-three minutes. I walked into the bathroom for a moe thorough exploration of my new female body. I rubbed the nipples of my breasts (my breasts?), and slid my hads down to my pelvis, feeling my vagina. I felt an intense twinge of pleasure as my finger slid into the cleft, making me moan involuntarily. After some consideration, I figured it would be nice to wear my new body out. I pulled on the silk panties, which felt very erotic, the feel of that smooth fabric against my skin. I had a lot of trouble with the bra, but finally got it fastened. I pulled on the jeans and t-shirt, and headed out. Every guy on the street did a double take as I walked by, watching my ass as it swung sexily back and forth. Locomotion, as far as this body went, was out of control, my breasts bounced and jiggled from side to side with every step, and my feet always landed one in front of the other.

 

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The next morning I thought I had gone crazy, when I woke up I thought I had breasts. Then I realized that I was still a woman. There was really only one thing I needed to do that day; pick out a dress for my date with Josh the next day. I walked into "Serena's Petticoat Room" to look for a nice dress to wear out to dinner. Most of them were a bit forward for a first date, but then again, I was a sexy girl to begin with, and that in itself seemed a little forward for a first date. I met up with Katelynn that day as well. I told her to meet me at my house for a surprise. She almost fainted when I answered the door, saying:

"Hey, remember me? Dan?" I had to carry her in and get her a drink from the shock. I felt a lot more connected with her, ow that I had experienced what it was like to be a woman.

"It must really be a once in a lifetime experience!" she said, marvelling at my beautiful looks. "After all, what man gets to spend three days as a woman?"

"You're right. I'm learning quite a bit. When I get back to being myself, I think I'll better understand some of your problems. That could come in really useful with this relationship. Don't you think so, Katie?" I asked, taking her hand in mine.

"Yeah. But It's still awkward to know that my boyfriend is a girl now." she said, and it was disheartening to say that she sounded a bit worried.

 

It wasn't long before the day of my date with Josh. I woke early that morning and got dressed, putting on a slight amount of make-up and doing my hair in a bun with a few strands hanging down. This had become habit now. I didn't even notice as I went to the bathroom and automatically sat down to pee. It was kinda creepy if I thought about it. After living as a girl for the past two days, I had begun to use female mannurisms without thought. That night, I met Josh at the Venus De Milo restaurant, and he escorted me to a table by the window, overlooking South Bend River.

"Gosh, you're beautiful." he said, his hands twisted in his lap. The main sign that he was worried soemthing might go wrong.

"Oh, that is so sweet." I replied, batting my eyelashes slowly, looking right up into his brown eyes. I twisted a strand of my hair with my forefinger as the conversation turned to family and past experiences.. Most of it was just a longshot, but it all seemed to make sense if it was told in order. The food finally arrived, and we toasted with our glasses of water, wrapping out arms around the other's and sipping lightly. I broke into full character right then and there. I actually did enjoy being a woman, and Joh was a really nice guy. What am I saying!? Did I just say that my best friend is the best date I've ever had!? I think I'm going crazy!

 

After dinner, we took a long walk along the bridge over the river, chatting about how much we loved each other. I seemed to have forgotten all about my former self, and I was becoming more and more Kelly-ish by the second. He walked me to my "home", which turned out to be just a random house on the outskirts of Berrickton, and looked at me nervously.

"Could I,...could I kiss you?" he asked. The moment of truth. I had to do something. I gave in, and, feeling a bit dirty as my former self came back a bit to remind me that I was a guy kissing my best friend goodnight, gave him a long, Hollywood-style kiss. "I really hope you had a good time tonight, and that we can last forever." he said, before leaving. Reality set in, in that very moment. Another fork in the road. Should I permanently become a woman, and leave my girlfriend, or do I go back to being myself, and let my best friend down?

 

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I called Katelynn up that night and told her about the problem, stating that I actually was considering becoming a girl permanently. She seemed torn between the choices as well. She wasn't helping much in my decision. Finally she said, before hanging up:

"Do whatever you feel is right. Look into your heart." I sat down on the bed, and without warning, felt very sleepy, falling limp against the pillows. It was too late. When I wake up, I will be a permanent woman. My last comforting thought before I drifted into dream, was the thought that I would have been happy either way, whether growing old with Katelynn and raising a family, or staying a woman for the rest of my life, and being able to have babies of my own. And that's how it all happened. Eventually, me and Josh got married. We now have to children; Matt and Joshua Jr. Katelynn is now my best friend, and we usually get our hair or nails, or both done occasionally. My other friends, Ryan and Jake oggled me all through High School until learning that I was their former friend Dan. Now they own an apartment across from us, and babysit when we go out on the town.

  

  

  

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