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“KEN! I need your help!” I could hear my roommate, Kristen, calling from upstairs. I stood up and walked up the stairs, my stomach jiggled slightly as I took my steps. I was about fifty pounds overweight and was losing my hair at twenty five. I passed myself in the mirror and saw my thin brown hair and brown eyes stand in great contrast to my pale skin.
I walked into Kristen’s room and looked at her, she was beautiful, blonde hair that fell to her shoulders and green eyes that looked like emeralds. I spoke, “What is it Kristen?”
“I need someone to go with me to the wedding tomorrow.” She stated.
“Aren’t you taking your girlfriend, Annabelle?” I asked.
“We broke up, remember?” She asked.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry. So, who are you going with then?” I asked.
“Well, I told everyone I would be bringing my girlfriend…” She started.
“But you two broke up, so what are you going to do?” I responded.
“Well, I was thinking, maybe you could come with me as my girlfriend…” She said.
“Wait, what? That doesn’t make any sense, I’m a guy!” I exclaimed.
“Ken, trust me. Tell you what. If you do it, I’ll make you lose weight too! You’ve been saying you want to do that for awhile.” She exclaimed.
“Kristen. How do you expect to do that? First, I’m a guy. Second, you aren’t a personal trainer.”
“Maybe not… but what if I could make you into a girl? Then would you believe me?”
“Sure. But I highly doubt this is going to work at all.” I stated matter of factly. Kristen rummaged around in her nightstand and handed me a small piece of candy. “What’s this?”
“Just eat it. Trust me.” She said.
I unwrapped it and popped it into my mouth, it tasted like bubble gum and when I swallowed it I felt an intense pain in my stomach. I fell over and shuddered in pain. My hair began to grow until it was at about the middle of my chest. I felt my face burning and it was as if I could feel my bones moving, shifting around. My whole face felt like it was on fire and it slowly became thinner as my fat was burned away. I felt my arms and legs lose fat and develop leaner muscles and I could feel my hips getting wider while my waist shrunk down. My butt ballooned suddenly and my chest did the same. All the excess fat on my body quickly burned away and I was left lying on the ground in baggy clothes and a woman’s body.
“Wow, that worked better than expected.” Kristen said.
“What did you do to me!?” I screamed, hearing my new voice for the first time.
“I made you lose weight, and made you my girlfriend for tomorrow. Now, go get dressed, and take a shower. We need to find you a nice dress for tomorrow.” Kristen responded.
I tried to stand up and almost fell over. I wasn’t used to the new weight on my chest or in my hips, but somehow I felt lighter. I walked to the bathroom and took off my clothes, admiring my new body, I had ample breasts, at least a C cup, and my hips were stunning. I stood in the shower and used Kristen’s shampoo and conditioner on my new hair, it felt good to have a full head of hair again. When I was using my soap I almost dropped it as I was lathering up my boobs. A surge of pleasure shot through me and I didn’t know what to do and so I let out a moan of pleasure. After I had finished I dried myself off and went to Kristen’s room, she had laid out some clothes for me. A bra that barely fit, a pair of white lacey panties, a pair of yoga pants that showed off almost too much, and a grey shirt that could barely contain my cleavage. Kristen then did my make up and we got in the car to go dress shopping. On the way I took a quick selfie and sent it to Kristen. This way she could always remember her handiwork.

After we had finished shopping we got home and I lied down in bed before dinner. We had gotten me a new bra that fit, my own pair of yoga pants, a shirt that fit me better, and a dress for the wedding tomorrow. Kristen assured me that we could change me back after the wedding. She was downstairs making dinner so I changed into my new clothes. Once I had done so I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still showing a great amount of cleavage, and I brought my hands up to adjust my breasts. It was almost instinctive, like I wanted them to look perkier. The sense of pleasure I felt when my hands touched my boobs was immense. I kept holding on for a while and fondled them for a bit. Then Kristen called my name and I ran downstairs to eat. My boobs jiggled with each step, that would be difficult to get used to.
Kristen had made Ramen and as we ate I accidentally spilled some, right between my cleavage. I quickly grabbed it and ate it and Kristen laughed. That night Kristen and I stayed up watching t.v. and talking about my new body.
“So, what’s it like to go from being an overweight guy to a stunning bombshell?” Kristen asked.
“It feels, weird. I don’t know how else to explain it. Also, why do I look like this? Why not make me have smaller boobs and a smaller ass? Wouldn’t that be easier for me to adjust to?” I asked.
“It might have been. But I’d rather look at my dream girl” Kristen said with a smile.
“Oh, so this is all for you then?” I said with a smirk.
“Well, kind of. I figured you’d have more fun like this, and I want my girlfriend to look good.” Kristen responded.
We both smiled at each other for a second, and I realized in that moment that I actually kind of liked this.

After the wedding, Kristen and I got into the house and I quickly took off my heels. I had a great time, but those heels were killing me. Kristen walked upstairs and came down with a piece of candy, one of the same ones I had eaten earlier.
“Here, you go. As promised.” Kristen said, slightly sad.
I looked at it for a second before asking, “What happens if I don’t eat it?”
“You stay this way until you do…” Kristen responded.
I tucked the candy inside my cleavage and smiled, “I kind of like this more. What do you say we get me some more clothes and then get some dinner?”
“I like the sound of that, you’re a pretty amazing girlfriend.” Kristen said with a smile.
“I think the same about you.” I responded.

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“KEN! I need your help!” I could hear my roommate, Kristen, calling from upstairs. I stood up and walked up the stairs, my stomach jiggled slightly as I took my steps. I was about fifty pounds overweight and was losing my hair at twenty five. I passed myself in the mirror and saw my thin brown hair and brown eyes stand in great contrast to my pale skin.
I walked into Kristen’s room and looked at her, she was beautiful, blonde hair that fell to her shoulders and green eyes that looked like emeralds. I spoke, “What is it Kristen?”
“I need someone to go with me to the wedding tomorrow.” She stated.
“Aren’t you taking your girlfriend, Annabelle?” I asked.
“We broke up, remember?” She asked.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry. So, who are you going with then?” I asked.
“Well, I told everyone I would be bringing my girlfriend…” She started.
“But you two broke up, so what are you going to do?” I responded.
“Well, I was thinking, maybe you could come with me as my girlfriend…” She said.
“Wait, what? That doesn’t make any sense, I’m a guy!” I exclaimed.
“Ken, trust me. Tell you what. If you do it, I’ll make you lose weight too! You’ve been saying you want to do that for awhile.” She exclaimed.
“Kristen. How do you expect to do that? First, I’m a guy. Second, you aren’t a personal trainer.”
“Maybe not… but what if I could make you into a girl? Then would you believe me?”
“Sure. But I highly doubt this is going to work at all.” I stated matter of factly. Kristen rummaged around in her nightstand and handed me a small piece of candy. “What’s this?”
“Just eat it. Trust me.” She said.
I unwrapped it and popped it into my mouth, it tasted like bubble gum and when I swallowed it I felt an intense pain in my stomach. I fell over and shuddered in pain. My hair began to grow until it was at about the middle of my chest. I felt my face burning and it was as if I could feel my bones moving, shifting around. My whole face felt like it was on fire and it slowly became thinner as my fat was burned away. I felt my arms and legs lose fat and develop leaner muscles and I could feel my hips getting wider while my waist shrunk down. My butt ballooned suddenly and my chest did the same. All the excess fat on my body quickly burned away and I was left lying on the ground in baggy clothes and a woman’s body.
“Wow, that worked better than expected.” Kristen said.
“What did you do to me!?” I screamed, hearing my new voice for the first time.
“I made you lose weight, and made you my girlfriend for tomorrow. Now, go get dressed, and take a shower. We need to find you a nice dress for tomorrow.” Kristen responded.
I tried to stand up and almost fell over. I wasn’t used to the new weight on my chest or in my hips, but somehow I felt lighter. I walked to the bathroom and took off my clothes, admiring my new body, I had ample breasts, at least a C cup, and my hips were stunning. I stood in the shower and used Kristen’s shampoo and conditioner on my new hair, it felt good to have a full head of hair again. When I was using my soap I almost dropped it as I was lathering up my boobs. A surge of pleasure shot through me and I didn’t know what to do and so I let out a moan of pleasure. After I had finished I dried myself off and went to Kristen’s room, she had laid out some clothes for me. A bra that barely fit, a pair of white lacey panties, a pair of yoga pants that showed off almost too much, and a grey shirt that could barely contain my cleavage. Kristen then did my make up and we got in the car to go dress shopping. On the way I took a quick selfie and sent it to Kristen. This way she could always remember her handiwork.

After we had finished shopping we got home and I lied down in bed before dinner. We had gotten me a new bra that fit, my own pair of yoga pants, a shirt that fit me better, and a dress for the wedding tomorrow. Kristen assured me that we could change me back after the wedding. She was downstairs making dinner so I changed into my new clothes. Once I had done so I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still showing a great amount of cleavage, and I brought my hands up to adjust my breasts. It was almost instinctive, like I wanted them to look perkier. The sense of pleasure I felt when my hands touched my boobs was immense. I kept holding on for a while and fondled them for a bit. Then Kristen called my name and I ran downstairs to eat. My boobs jiggled with each step, that would be difficult to get used to.
Kristen had made Ramen and as we ate I accidentally spilled some, right between my cleavage. I quickly grabbed it and ate it and Kristen laughed. That night Kristen and I stayed up watching t.v. and talking about my new body.
“So, what’s it like to go from being an overweight guy to a stunning bombshell?” Kristen asked.
“It feels, weird. I don’t know how else to explain it. Also, why do I look like this? Why not make me have smaller boobs and a smaller ass? Wouldn’t that be easier for me to adjust to?” I asked.
“It might have been. But I’d rather look at my dream girl” Kristen said with a smile.
“Oh, so this is all for you then?” I said with a smirk.
“Well, kind of. I figured you’d have more fun like this, and I want my girlfriend to look good.” Kristen responded.
We both smiled at each other for a second, and I realized in that moment that I actually kind of liked this.

After the wedding, Kristen and I got into the house and I quickly took off my heels. I had a great time, but those heels were killing me. Kristen walked upstairs and came down with a piece of candy, one of the same ones I had eaten earlier.
“Here, you go. As promised.” Kristen said, slightly sad.
I looked at it for a second before asking, “What happens if I don’t eat it?”
“You stay this way until you do…” Kristen responded.
I tucked the candy inside my cleavage and smiled, “I kind of like this more. What do you say we get me some more clothes and then get some dinner?”
“I like the sound of that, you’re a pretty amazing girlfriend.” Kristen said with a smile.
“I think the same about you.” I responded.