amateur hour

Kyle and I sat alone in the student council room. It was late, long after classes had ended—it was time to go home.
“Well, it’s Friday. Anything else that needs to be addressed before the weekend?” I asked.
“Well..” Kyle, the president of the council, replied in a sheepish tone.
“Well what? Spit it out. I want to get home and play the new Dark Souls DLC.”
“We have a small problem. You know how the basketball team is in the state championship game?” Kyle wouldn’t meet my eyes. Strange.
“Of course.” I replied, who wouldn’t know about that? It’s the first in our school’s history.
“Well, the administration decided to put together a cheerleading squad for the title game. As all of us know this school is a total sausage fest—we came up short with finding enough girls for the squad. We need to fill one more spot. They gave us until the end of the day today, since the game is tomorrow night.”
“What?! You’re telling me this now? We could have spent all day trying to find someone and you waited until the last minute?” I could hardly believe what Kyle was saying—how could you be so careless?
“I’ve already been trying all day, man. I skipped most of my classes asking any girl I could find. I even asked Ashley, but she’s got a family trip this weekend.” Ashley, our treasurer, is a total bitch. If he really did ask her, he must be telling the truth about this.
“So are you just bringing this to my attention for when we lose our positions next Monday, or is there a point to this conversation?” I don’t want to lose my spot as Vice President. I get a lot of benefits from being on the council.
“Well, no. You see, I talked with the administration about an hour ago—right before our meeting. They told me that we had their permission to find a chick from, uh,  o-outside the school.. and they would make sure the powers that be would let it slide. This is big for the town; they want to go all out.” I’m not sure where Kyle is going with this. As if some random chick is going to agree to something like this, or even believe two random guys on the street.
“S-so, um, I ended up figuring out a solution. Uh, we’ll have y-you fill in.”
…..
“What.”
“L-look, I know it sounds crazy bu-“
“If you think I’m dressing up in drag, even if it means losing my spot as VP, you’re fucking crazy, man. Forget that. Have you lost your damn mind?” Forget the fact I don’t even pass as a chick. Honestly, Kyle would have a way better shot at doing that.
“N-no, look, I mean you’d be a real chick for the game. No one would kn—d-don’t look at me like that!”
“So you have lost your mind. Have you been watching too much anime? Besides, if you actually could somehow change somebody’s gender, why not do it yourself?” What kind of crazy conversation is this? It’s almost as if I’m playing along with his insanity.
“No, seriously man, I can do this. Look, you can’t tell anybody this, but I come from a long line of alchemists. You know, water into wine. Transmutations. Potions. I can give you something that will actually turn you into a girl for a while.” He’s gotten a little more confident talking about this; could he actually be serious?
“So you are telling me to not only believe that something straight out of a video game is real, but to turn myself into a girl and pose as a cheerleader? You never answered my second question—why not do it your damn self?”
“I’m the President, man. I can’t not be there. People would notice. You, I can make an excuse for you. Tell people you had the shits or something. Look, just think about it and come over to my place tomorrow and I’ll prove to you we can do this.” Kyle is basically daring me to go through with this. Maybe he’s a little offended I don’t believe his story?
“First of all, you aren’t telling anyone I had the shits. And second, I’ll think about it. No promises.” I said with a bit of mirth in my voice, betraying my attempts to sound like I believed him.
“Just sleep on it, alright?”
“Sure dude, whatever.”
----------several hours of browsing unscrupulous websites and a fitful night of sleep later----------
“Alright, I’m in. But we’re establishing some things here. First, how long is this going to last. Second, you’re going to explain to me exactly what’s going to happen.” I exclaim, standing across from Kyle in his bedroom.
“I knew I could rely on you!” Kyle runs over to me and starts slapping me on the shoulder.
“Keep that up and I’m backing out. Now, like I was saying.” I reply in a fairly annoyed tone.
“Right, right. So, these two drinks you see on the table? The left one is the legendary panacea. Drink it and any illnesses you have will be instantly cured. Any physical ailments will vanish, and you’ll feel better than you have in years. Basically, it’s a senzu bean. The right one is the gender change potion. Drink the left one first.”
“Looks like grape juice. You know you aren’t getting any of my stuff if I die, right?”
“Just drink it.”
Taking the glass and drinking it, slowly at first, I’m surprised to notice it actually tastes—as my observations indicated—like grape juice. Enjoying the flavor, I finished it quickly.
To my shock, I begin to feel lighter as my nose opens up, my minor cold clearing up in seconds. My slightly stuffy head clears, and the scars on my hand from when I fell off my bike as a kid even disappeared.
“Holy shit. You weren’t kidding. I feel fantastic! Shouldn’t you guys be making billions of dollars off of this stuff?”
“No way man, the society would come after us if we brought this into the public eye. At least that’s what my parents have always told me.”
“The society?” I raise an eyebrow.
“The society.”
“…Right. Okay, so what’s going to happen when I drink the main event over there.” I’m beginning to get nervous, since this seems like it’s actually going to happen.
“Mm. So, that’s a gender reversal potion. Basically, it reverses everything, and I do mean everything, about your biological sex and gender. It’s comprehensive and also does have some mental effects—like orientation; a heterosexual guy is going to become a heterosexual girl, and so on. Your personality isn’t going to change, but you’ll probably develop some feminine traits as well. That’s about it.” Kyle explained with a slightly haughty air about him, seemingly enjoying lecturing a peon such as myself.
“And the timeframe?”
“It’s permanent. But all you have to do is drink another one and it’ll do the same thing it did in reverse, returning you to how you were originally. Gender change potions aren’t hard to make. I already have a second one prepared in storage for once we’re finished. You actually may end up more masculine than you are now after you reverse the process.” Kyle finished.
“I don’t like the permanent part, but if it is like you say, I could definitely go for being a little manlier. Alright, fine. Let’s get this over with. To be honest with you, I’m kind of excited to try this. This is uncharted territory. You’ve never done this?” If you put a gun to their head, most guys would probably admit they’d be interested in spending a day as a girl. Same for girls as guys. It’s just one of those things.
“Actually, this is considered a banned potion. I’m keeping this a secret from my parents. I wouldn’t get killed or anything like that but I’d be grounded for a while for sure. If anyone’s done it, they definitely haven’t talked about it. And that includes you, this is between you and me. Period.” Kyle explained, with a sense of finality in his tone.
“Hm. I see. Well, let’s get this show on the road.”
I walk over to the table, pick up the glass, and down it in a few short moments. Interesting. Tastes like strawberries.
Moments later, I was hit by an overwhelming feeling of what I can only describe as fuzzy arousal; an intense, growing heat radiating from the core of my being.
“A-ah.. wow. This… feels good. Feeling hot. Need to… take some clothes off.” I was having trouble forming coherent sentences as I was overcome by a mixture of euphoria and pleasure throughout my body. No longer caring about my friend’s presence I stripped down to my boxers and sat down on his bed.
“H-hey! What are—“
“Shut up.”
“Ah.. o-oh.. okay then.” He said, embarrassed, and looks away from his seat across the room. Hah. Is he a little submissive? Amusing.
Now seated, the fuzzy feeling goes away, leaving only the pleasure and arousal as my scalp begins to itch, slowly extending my hair all the way down to the midsection of my back. The feeling of hair swaying back and forth and touching the skin on my shoulders and back is a little ticklish and only furthers to increase my growing lust as “James Jr.” stands to attention in my shorts.
My face begins to feel strange next, muscles twitching and my tongue feeling briefly cramped as my teeth shift, my jawline smoothing and my cheekbones rising. I sneeze and quickly realize my nose has reshaped into a smaller form. I look across the room into a mirror and notice that my face has become undeniably feminine devoid of facial hair, and quite attractive. My eyebrows have also thinned out considerably and my limps are fuller, losing their dryness.
“Ah… w-wow.. that’s incred-g-ghk!” I found myself unable to finish my sentence as I begin coughing uncontrollably, noticing absentmindedly that my voice is rising with each cough as my adam’s apple shrinks to unnoticeable size, slimming my neck and altering my vocal cords.
“A-are you alright?” Kyle asks from across the room, still not looking at me but concern evident in his tone.
“I’m alri-wow! My voice.. It’s.. sexy.. I’m getting really sexy..” I reply, becoming less interested in answering Kyle and more aware of my still growing arousal.
The changes begin to dip lower, my shoulders slimming and pushing inward, reducing the size of my collar bone and aligning with my slimmer neck. My arms follow suit, losing muscle tone as the body hair along my arms and armpits disappears. My hands become smaller, less rough, but overall not very different. My nails change somewhat, imperfections and callouses from a nail biting habit repairing itself and becoming well-manicured.
I look fairly strange right now, but not for long, as my torso begins to lose its tone and hair, becoming featureless as my spine gains a slight arch, my stomach growing slim and tight.
My waist follows suit, collapsing inward and giving me a sexy, defined midriff.
“Mmm… I-I love this. Getting so sexy… With what’s next, can’t leave these on..”  I say in a slightly sultry tone, slipping off my boxers and kicking them across the floor with my foot, leaving me naked, “James Jr.” laid bare in all his glory.
“W-whoa! Dude! Wha-“
“I thought I told you to shut up? Let me enjoy this.” I cut off Kyle, wondering how he’ll reply.
“Y-yes…” He meekly replies. Hoh. His submissive nature is kind of cute. Wait, what?
I was snapped out of any confusion by an incredibly pleasurable feeling coming from my hips and rear.
“A-aahh. O-oh wow..” I begin to moan slightly as my hips press outward, beginning to give me an hourglass figure while at the same time my butt begins to puff up, expanding and cushioning me, giving me the seat of a sexy woman.
My legs the next to change, my thighs begin to lose their muscle tone and plump up with a small amount of fat, rounding and losing all their hair, complementing my hips and ass with a sexy tone, my calves and feet following suit, slimming and sculpting themselves into their new, sexy contours, My feet slim down several sizes, my toes and toenails undergoing similar changes as my fingers did.
“C-can’t help myself.. H-have to… feel better.. Feel sexier..” I say in between labored breaths, my hand being drawn to my ever patient first mate as I begin to caress it gently with hands that don’t match.
Before I can begin pleasuring myself further, I’m brought back into reality by one of the few remaining changes left to my body as I begin to feel intense pleasure from my chest.
“A-aahhh… W-was.. waiting for this to happen.. I-mm-hope they’re big—ah!” Quickly losing the ability to speak to the pleasure, I begin to circle my nipples with my fingers as they become erect and grow in size and sensitivity.  Tissue begins to build behind them, every labored moan increasing the size of my new breasts as my friend downstairs begins to throb in pleasure all on his own.
“Y-yes! More… M-more…!” Completely losing myself in the pleasure as my breasts continue to grow, now having reached at least C-cup size, my body can no longer hold in my arousal as I’m rocked with an orgasm, seemingly endless amounts of my male fluids drenching the floor beneath Kyle’s bed; he himself no longer looking away, now mesmerized at the sight unfolding in front of him.
“Ahh! Yes!” I reach the end of my male climax, my breasts settling at a moderate D-cup range. Coming down slightly from the surge of lust, I note the single remaining change yet to come.
“Hehe… you certainly don’t look like you belong, do you big guy? Mm… Ahh.. I think.. it’s starting.” Caressing my right-hand-man once again, I’m a little sad that he has to go, but at the same time, excited for what’s to come in his place.
My lust builds once again as I feel a pleasant sensation in my balls, the skin tightening and moving closer to my body as first one, and then the other disappears inside me, surely traveling upwards to their new location as my ovaries. A different feeling of arousal begins to build in me as my testosterone fueled lust becomes an estrogen fueled one, beginning my final transformation.
“Feels so good.. H-here we go.. I’m becoming.. a-a woman..” Embarassment and excitement fuel my thoughts as my friend begins to shrink, slowly receding in size as the tip of my shaft closes shut, my urethra beginning to form in its new location. Now nothing more than a larger clitoris, I begin to massage what’s left of my former partner in crime, sending waves of incredible unknown pleasure throughout my body as countless new nerve endings form beneath the smoothing skin.
“A-ahhhh!! More! Yes!” Losing myself once again to the arousal, my now flattened crotch begins to split apart, revealing my forming womanhood as my new urethra finishes forming, opening beneath my now completely formed clit. Using one hand to continue stimulating it, I take my other hand up to one of my breasts and move it to my mouth, beginning to suck on my nipple as I let myself to to the pleasure, my new feminine juices beginning to leak from my almost completed vagina.
“Mmm!! Yes! N-need release!!” My voice nearly reaching a scream, my head begins to feel fuzzy again as foreign thoughts enter my mind. My lust grows as I feel my attraction for women fading, replaced my a desire for men. I increase the pace of my ministrations as I visualize myself as a woman for the first time, my mental switch flipping from male to female at last as my womanhood reaches completion, my transformation finishing just in time for me to be rocked yet again by orgasm, this one an entirely different, far more sensual experience.
My mind nearly goes blank as I’m rocked by indescribable waves of pleasure, my body shaking uncontrollably as I bask in the afterglow of the entire experience. After what feels like an eternity, I finally begin to come down from the shock of the transformation.
“Ahh… Wow.. I feel… good. These new sensations and feelings.. I like this.” I gently purr, a grin on my face as I realize that while my lust has faded, I’ve now been left by a deep feminine desire.
I giggle as I set up and cross my legs in a feminine manner, relishing the sensation of how natural it feels, and look across the room at Kyle, now red as a tomato and little more than a quivering mess.
“Well Kyle, do you like what you see?” I say in a sultry tone, letting my hands feel my soft hairless skin and my curves.
“A-ah.. u-um.. w-wow… U-uh.. y-yes..” Lost in his embarrassment and barely able to form words, he tries to compose himself, only slightly able to succeed.
“I love my new body Kyle. I haven’t felt this good in my whole life. And it’s all thanks to you. I couldn’t thank you enough..” I purr, a devious smirk on my face as I eye the undeniable bulge in his pants.
“But.. you look like you would like more than a thank you, don’t you Kyle? And there’s something I’d like to try too.. What do you say?” I eye him with what I can only guess is a sultry, mischievous expression.
“W-wh-what would you l-like to do…?” Kyle stammers out.
“Hehe. Oh, you’ll see. Why don’t you come over here..” I beckon him towards me. He needs no further request, bolting from his chair and coming over to face me.
“You see.. I felt really good pleasuring myself, but.. my hands can only do so much.. I want.. more.. now. And I choose you for the task.” I give him a wink as I finish, my hands moving to gently touch the bulge in his pants, my arousal beginning to return.
“Eat me out, Kyle.” I say, my tone changing from sexy to level, giving him a grin.
“W-what? Huh?!” He sputters, clearly not expecting this turn of events.
“Well? Are you going to stand there looking like a dope or are you going to pleasure me? We don’t have all day.” I feign an annoyed tone, enjoying teasing the boy I now know as someone who enjoys being forced around.
“A-ah.. Uh.. o-okay..” He quietly answers, almost too quietly to hear.
“Huh? I can’t hear you, what was that?” I probe him further.
“Y-yes!” He stammers out, now loudly.
“Excuse me?” Just a little more..
“Yes!” He confidently exclaims.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?”  This should do it..
“Yes, ma’am!” He says with a bit of hesitation, if unsure.
“Fufu.. good boy. Now.. I hope you live up to my expectations. We’ve got a while before the game, after all.” I tease him further, uncrossing and spreading my legs, revealing my glistening womanhood to the world. This is going to be fun.