And the straps...they kept getting smaller and smaller, thinner and thinner. As they became smaller, the neckline kept getting lower and lower too. This was troubling, but became even more so, when the neckline became small enough to expose something in his chest. Cleavage.

Bill looked down his own shirt, and saw that it wasn't soft fabric which had bunched up at his chest, it was a pair of female breasts which were jutting out. They were soft and supple, yet firm, like in a teenage girl. But they were as big as those of a woman in her twenties. The fact that he was stacked now really hit him hard. The fact that he had cleavage was beyond comprehension.

There was the largest burst of pain yet, and Bill had to reach down to his crotch where the feeling was most intense. His hand hit the smooth fabric of his shorts, and brought an unfamiliar sensation to him.

Instead of his male apparatus jutting out, his hand found that it was pressed against something smooth. Something flat. He gasped. It was gone. Inconceivable! How could he not have his male parts anymore. And if he didn't have male parts anymore, that meant he was....female? No! It could not be true.

The pain suddenly stopped, as quickly as it had started. Bill stood up and looked in the mirror. He gasped at the sight. Instead of himself, he was staring at a hot chick, perhaps 18 years old. She had long straight hair, pink satin short-shorts which almost exposed her butt, a tiny top which barely covered her bra and left her midriff bare. In pink glitter, the top said "Girls Rule!" And this girl in the mirror, she had curves. She had huge breasts. She was pretty. She was a real hottie.

And the worst thing: she was him! Or better said, he was she now.

"Is everything all right in there?" said Aileen.

"You had better come in" said Bill in a voice befitting of his new body.

Aileen came in, and closed the door behind her.

"Yes?" she said.

"Look at me!" said Bill.

"And...?" said Aileen.

"Are you blind?"

"Oh I see. Yes, that top just isn't right for those pants. You had better go pick out another."

"No, I mean me!" said Bill.

"I don't get it" replied Aileen. "What's the problem?"

"The problem? The problem? The problem is that I'm a girl!!" said Bill, almost in tears.

"There there" said Aileen. "You're just going through a stage dear. Most girls are upset about their bodies at one point or another. You'll get over it in time though. Come on, lets get you back into your own clothes, and get you something to drink."

Bill looked at the wall where his own clothes were hanging on a hook. He picked them up and was dismayed to find that his pants had changed too, they were now a knee length skirt. And his T-shirt had changed; it was now a blouse with lacy on the cuffs and the neck. And his wallet had become a little black purse with a long thin strap. Even his shoes had changed from brown loafers to a pair of women's shoes with a 3 inch heel.

He took off the short-shorts, and found that his boxers were now a pair of red lacy panties. And his undershirt had transformed into a pushup bra. He put on the blouse and the skirt, stepped into the shoes, and slung the purse over his shoulder.

"Back in my own clothes" he thought, and suddenly felt more warm and comfortable. This made him shudder. These weren't *his* clothes. This wasn't right at all! How could it make him feel good to put that skirt on?

He didn't have time to think, he just followed Aileen as she exited the store, and went to the food court in the mall. It was just not possible that he was now a cute girl, shopping in the mall with Aileen. But every reflection in a store mirror proved otherwise.

And then there was the fact that he was awash in feelings he had never even dreamed of feeling before. For example, they passed a store which had the new fall line of clothes in the window. Bill's heart raced. He *wanted* to go try on the clothes, and see how they made him look. He *wanted* to look pretty in them.

Or the way he looked at girls now. They passed one blonde who was dressed like she was going out to party. Even a few minutes ago, if Bill had seen her, he would have though she was hot, and would have been staring at her tits. He would have been undressing her with his eyes, even though he was with his girlfriend.

But now, the sight of her brought a different feeling: jealousy. How dare she be cuter than him? It was obvious that no matter how she dressed, she would look wonderful. But he would have to work at it more than she did.

"At least I have bigger boobs than her" he thought. And of course, this made him scared right down to the bone. He wondered how in the world he could have feminine feelings going on inside his head. And if he thought of women this way now, that meant....

"Lets get a salad and sit down" said Aileen, interrupting his train of thought. They waited in line, got the salad, and sat down at a table in the food court. Aileen took extra napkins, and wiped off her seat before she sat down. Bill had always found this a silly behavior, but he didn't want to get dirt on his nice clean skirt, so he found himself doing it even before she did.

"So, how do you like being a girl?" asked Aileen.

"I don't know about this" he said. "I mean, this isn't me."

"It is now" replied Aileen, almost laughing. "And listen. As long as you're a girl, you need a girl's name. I can't go around calling you 'Bill'. That would be silly."

He had to agree. He wasn't Bill anymore, he wasn't even a 'he'!

"I think I will call you Caroline" said Aileen.

"Caroline" he replied slowly. "I don't know. It seems so..."

"So girly?"

"Yes!"

"Then it is the perfect name for you. You are completely 'girly' now, so you need a name that reflects that fact *Caroline*."

"I am Caroline" thought Bill. Having a girl's name had a major effect on his psyche. It was only a flash, and only took one or two ticks of the clock, but a major change happened in his mind.

Possessing a girl's name rather than a boy's name cut the final tie that 'he' had to 'his' former body. It allowed 'his' mind to fully connect with its new improved *female* body. The fact of being a girl truly sunk in to her mind at that moment.

And from that point forward, Caroline thought of herself as a girl. *She* ate her salad, with Aileen unaware of this major change that had just occurred.

"Hey, check that out" said Aileen, pointing two tables over to a pair of guys that just sat down. Caroline looked up.

"Yummy" she said, licking her lips.

"The salad?" asked Aileen.

"No. The one on the left" she said. "He's really cute. Do you think he'd like me? I mean, I'm not dressed as well as you, and..."

"We can fix that. Come on. Lets do some shopping, then we'll try to catch up with those two."

Caroline was eager to get something more fashionable, so she'd look more attractive to the guys. They tore off to the trendy clothes store.

Once inside, Caroline and Aileen went through the clothes racks. Right away, Caroline found a really cute top that she just had to buy. She held on to it, looking for a skirt to match. She found two really cute skirts that she wanted, but neither was quite right for the top. She held on to them though, and kept looking.

On the next aisle, she found a top that was *perfect* for the black skirt, so she grabbed that. Then near the back she found another top which would actually work with either skirt.

She went to the changing room, and tried all 5 pieces of clothes on. They all fit perfectly.

"So you're going to buy all of them?" asked Aileen.

"No, I'm going to put this top back" she replied.

"But you found that one first, and you thought it was the cutest thing."

"I know, but I changed my mind. It doesn't go with anything I have, and I don't know how often I'd really wear it. It is really cute, but I guess I'll just go with the two outfits I bought."

Aileen got a huge smile on her face.

"So, you finally understand."

"Understand what?" replied Caroline.

"When you were Bill, you used to get so mad at me for doing what *you* just did! You've been in this store for over an hour to pick out 4 pieces of clothes. And you've changed your mind. And you've gone over everything twice."

"So? You need to do that when you shop."

"Exactly!" said Aileen, clapping her hands. "So now you fully understand. You see, this morning I had you come shopping with me, because I played a trick on you."

She turned to make sure nobody was looking, then whispered: "I went to someone that you might call a 'witch'! She gave me a magic potion to use on you. It turned you into a girl, so you would learn what its like for us."

Caroline gave her a glare, which showed she was angry inside. But Aileen was her friend, and was only trying to help her. How could she be mad at her for that?

"So here is the antidote. It looks like a piece of gum, but if you chew it, you'll change back into who you were before. Go ahead, take it so you can change back."

"Why?" said Caroline.

"Why? So you can be a boy again."

"Why would I want to do that?" said Caroline. "I mean, do you realize how much better it is to be a girl? I wouldn't go back for *anything*."

"But you were so scared! You hated it, and were all freaked out. You wanted to be yourself again."

"I changed my mind. Its a woman's prerogative, you know" said Caroline with a giggle.

"Please Bill, I need you. I love you! Come back to me!"

"Bill is gone. I'm Caroline now." she said.

Aileen started to cry.

"There, there" said Caroline. "Don't cry dear. You'll always be like a sister to me. You're the one who freed me, the one who showed me the way! We can go out there and get you another boyfriend."

"I don't want another boyfriend, I want you Bill. I just wanted to change you, so that you'd understand me better. I didn't want it to be like this!"

"I'm sorry Aileen, but you did too good of a job. Now that I understand what it is like to be a girl, I just could never go back. It would be like living the rest of my life in prison, or moving to a world where everything is black and white. I am a girl now, and forever."

Aileen patted her eyes with a Kleenex, trying not to smear her makeup.

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