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At 10:00, Curt staggered in. Hung over as usual, and over an hour late. The boss shook his head, but knew that he had no power to fire him. Curt's father was the richest man in town, and had been able to get himself elected as county sheriff. That is why nobody could do anything about curt. They couldn't arrest him for domestic abuse; his father ran the police, and was the one who donated most of the money to they judge's campaign funds.

Even Eddie, the owner of the used car lot knew that he was better off not firing lazy old Curt. If he did, the Sheriff would have a crew there every day, tearing up cars, trying to verify that they weren't stolen. And who would shop when there is always a sheriff's car with the flashers on, going through cars on the lot? No, he had to play ball to keep the old man happy.

He looked over at Curt, and spat on the ground with disgust. He hated the guy, but Curt was too well connected politically. Damn.

At first, it was pretty much a typical day for them, hanging around, drinking coffee. Not many customers early. At this point, he was changing in subtle ways, but nothing that he would notice yet, nor anything that an observer would notice, unless she knew what to look for. Like a slight change of posture. Or a small change in the eyes. Or in the heart.

Finally, customers started to trickle in. As usual, Curt ignored the ones that looked like they didn't have much money, and spent his time going after the women, and the ones who drove up in nice cars. He tried to 'cherry pick' the easy customers, or the pretty ones.

At the end of an hour, I could see visible changes to him. His tone of voice was also just a little bit higher and softer than normal, but nobody noticed this yet either. It was almost time for me to move in. You see, I decided that I didn't want the good part to happen when he went on one of his three hour lunches, or in the privacy of an office. No, I needed to make sure that it was very public.

So I flew off my perch, circled around to make sure that there was nobody who could see me, and transformed again. Not into myself, but into someone that Curt would really be interested in. A very hot woman.

I made myself into a six foot blonde, with a more than ample bosom. D cups in fact. I had great curves, long legs, and showed them off with a tight black leather miniskirt. I decided on the 'Brittany Spears' look, with a mostly bare midriff that showed off my belly button in the front (an innie of course), and the top of the tattoo on the small of my back. It would make a man just want to peal off the skirt, just to see what the whole tattoo looked like!

My long blond hair came down to just below my shoulder. It was soft, wavy and full. I had the most gorgeous deep blue eyes too, and with the right makeup, my face would be enough to make any man fall head over heels for me. Not to mention when he looked down and saw my boobies. I wore a strapless demi bra to give me lift, and wore a white top that really showed off my 'assets'. It gave a look like I was going bra-less, but of course with ones this big, you really need something to support them!

I had on black heels, which showed off my painted red toenails (which of course matched my long fingernails on my hand). I had on a few rings (to make it look like I had money too), a necklace (drawing even more attention to my cleavage), dangling ear rings, and a cute little kate spade purse to round out the ensemble.

I strutted out to the road, then over to the used car lot. I smiled as Curt came running to me, like a child rushing to the door at Halloween. He was almost drooling.

"Well hello there, gorgeous. What can I do for you today?"

Always a leading remark with him! I decided to play along.

"Well tiger, I'm in the market for a car, but I don't want to waste money on a new, young one. I want one that is broken in a bit, with some experience. One that can take a pounding, if you know what I mean."

"Well I might have something just like that for you" he said with an evil grin.

"Ooh, that would be great. Perhaps I can take it for a test drive today. I hope it has a stick."

"Oh yes it does. I think you'll like it, uh..."

"Melissa" I said.

"I think you'll like it Melissa. In fact, I know you will."

"That's wonderful" I said, eyeing him over. The changes were accelerating now, but he was too distracted with me to even notice.

"Let me go grab the keys. I'll take you out, for a spin" he said. As he trotted off into the office, I couldn't help but notice the swing to his hips, which were wider then his waist now. His posture was definitely womanly now, the way he carried himself, the way he moved his hands.

He came back to me, and handed me the keys.

"So Melissa, lets hit the road, and get out of here!" He giggled, like a little girl as I took they keys, and slid into the front seat of the Camero, as he held the door open for me. As he walked around to the passenger seat, I couldn't help but noticing that his little budding breasts were beginning to swell up enough that I could see them jiggle as he walked.

"I'm sorry, but I have to use the little girls room" I said. "Can you show me where it is?"

"Sure thing darling" he replied, as we got out of the car. I followed him, and I wondered if anyone noticed that his walk was almost the same as mine now. Soon enough, I got the answer.

"Curt, are you OK?" asked Eddie, giving him a strange glare.

"Of course I am, sugar" he said. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, you're walking awfully funny. And what's with your face?"

"Why what do you mean?" he asked.

"Come look here, stupid" said Eddie, pointing to the wall mirror.

Curt strutted over, and gasped when he saw himself.

"I....I...."

"Your face looks different. And...oh my god! Look at your shirt. Are you wearing a bra?"

"Of course not!" said Curt defensively, but now he saw his chest in the mirror, and there was no doubt. He had a swelling in his chest, which had to be either a bra stuffed with falsies, or even worse...real breasts!

He lifted his shirt up, and almost passed out when he saw that he in fact did have real breasts. He cupped his hands over them, and he swore that he could feel them growing, swelling, filling in.

"No!" he yelled, as I came out of the ladies room.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Nothing!" he shrieked.

"I think he's turning into a girl" chuckled Eddie, who found it hilarious.

"What do you mean he? What do you mean 'turning into a girl'?" I asked innocently. "I thought she *was* a girl when I got here."

"No! I'm a man!" insisted Curt.

"Then why do you have titties?" asked Eddie.

By now, there were about ten people gathered around. All the shoppers and all of the employees were gaping at him, as he changed more and more before their very eyes.

"No! Stop!" he yelled, looking into the air.

"Stop what?" I asked.

"I'm becoming a girl! Help me!" he said.

"Look babe, lets take that test drive and get you out of here."

I led him by the hand to the Camero, got him into the passenger's seat, and drove out of there.

"Where do you live darling?" I asked.

"Main street, on the corner of 5th."

"By the dress boutique?"

"Yes, there."

"Oh, I love shopping there, don't you?" I said.

He gave me a blank look.

"Look honey, I don't know what the matter is, but you're acting funny. I came to you, because I preferred to buy a car from a woman, not one of those sleazy men. You dress like a man, but you're a woman, aren't you?"

Curt began to cry. When we got to his house, I helped him get inside.

"This looks like a man's house. You really are a man?" I asked.

He nodded, but by now, you would never know that he was male. His hair had grown to be almost as long as mine. It was dark brown, and it fell around his face, which now had a soft feminine shape to it. Smooth skin, deep eyes, nicely waxed eyebrows, light makeup. Glancing down to his chest, I guessed that he now had C cups, and they were still filling in. He had a curve to his waist, and a nice little butt that most of us women would love to have! Of course, in my present form, I looked even more voluptuous than Curt's new body, but he was catching up to me.

"Hold on, I'll be right back" I said, as I headed out of the door, and to the boutique. I bought a yellow sundress, a cute little hat, and a bra & panty set. I hurried back upstairs.

"I bought you some better clothes honey. You're just falling out of those. Let me put these on you."

He was too dazed to argue. Although I shouldn't really say 'he' anymore, because by now, Curt was definitely a 'she'. I helped her strip down naked, and she gasped as she felt herself between her legs.

"Its gone..." she moaned.

I helped her into her feminine attire. When she looked into the mirror, she started to cry again, seeing how pretty she looked.

"What's the matter honey?" I asked, giving her a hug.

"I'm a girl!" she sobbed.

"There there" I said, "There there."

* * *

After her tears had dried, she washed up her face. It looked like her body had stopped changing by now, and she had fully become a woman.

"You're too pretty to have a name like 'Curt'. We need something better for you. How about...Courtney? Yes, that's your name now."

"Courtney" she said dryly, as if starting to become resigned to her fate.

I smiled. Courtney was completely overwhelmed by the turn of events. She would go through the next few days, and really learn what it meant to be a woman. She was so hot that she would get hit on by men, wherever she went. She'd find out what it felt like to be treated like Curt had treated other people. A very fitting revenge.

But there was one strange thing I hadn't counted on. As I stood there, looking at her touch herself, feeling her new mounds of flesh on her chest, her new smooth long legs, her curved hips, and even her crotch, I felt strangely turned on. I had never been turned on by a woman before, but for some reason, Courtney was getting me wet, just looking at her.

I walked over, and held her hand. She stood up, and drew herself close to me. We kissed. Then we kissed again, a deep loving kiss. Much better than any kiss I had ever had from any man. Almost before I knew it, we were on the couch, feeling each other up, making out!

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