Grace turned and saw Kelly, who looked more male than female now. The only thing keeping her transformation from being finished was the fact that her penis was still growing. Grace smiled at her, recognizing Kelly as her friend, although really neither of them had ever met.
"Hey, Kelly. What's up?" Grace asked. For the first time since leaving her house, she noticed that her voice seemed a lot deeper, but she just shrugged it off.
"Just heading to that new nightclub. Didn't Nadine call you about it?"
"Yeah, she did." Suddenly, Grace became confused. She remembered the call and even though she had a feeling that she was turned off by it, she clearly remembered being interested. But if she was so interested in going to the club, then why was she at the mall?
Suddenly, Kelly looked strangely at her. "Dude, are those capris?"
"What?" Grace asked, startled. She looked down and stared. Kelly was right. What the hell was she wearing capris for? Now she knew why she came to the mall. She came to get new clothes. No way could she go to the club dressed like this. It was a good way to scare chicks away. She just couldn't believe that she hadn't noticed it until Kelly pointed it out to her. Not once did she think that there was anything wrong with her FUCKIN' HOT BRUTHA shirt, though. And as she stood there talking to Kelly, her skin tone darkened even more and her age dropped again, this time from about 44 to 40.
A moment later, they parted ways. Grace headed to a clothing store and Kelly headed to the new nightclub. And as Kelly stepped outside, her penis reached its final size. Her transformation was now complete.
22-year old Kyle Robertson walked to his sports car, got inside, and headed to the new nightclub.
