After Ellen helped Randy apply make-up to his face and nails, he felt much better. To think, he was actually going to go out in front of everyone without even the slightest of make-up. Wait a minute, he thought suddenly. Something isn't right here. Why would I want to wear make-up? Isn't that something that only girls do? But he shrugged it off anyway.
"You know, Randy? Without the make-up, you look good. But with it, you look spectacular. You're going to make quite an impression on people. Maybe even more than me."
Randy looked at his reflection in the vanity mirror and smiled. Apparently, he didn't notice, but his face was now that of a female version of himself. And his hair was now down past his shoulders and had turned a light brown color, almost a dirty blond.
"I do look pretty hot, don't I?" he said. Wait, what the hell? he thought. Why did I say that? I don't look hot ... I look like a freak. Right? Those feelings and thoughts quickly got pushed aside, though, as his new persona kept growing and taking a more dominant position within his mind.
"Yeah," Ellen agreed. "Except, I think we need to do something about those shoes."
Randy looked down and suddenly became puzzled. How did those shoes get on his feet? He could have sworn that he was wearing a pair of heels.
"Here you go," Ellen said, picking up a pair of 4-inch heels and giving them to him.
"Thanks, Elly," he said. Then he wondered where that name came from. Well, that's obviously what I call Ellen. We are close friends, after all, he thought. But then he paused. Were they best friends? Yeah. Yeah, they were best friends. They became best friends in the town that Randy had moved here from. Elly moved to Lake Point (the town they were in right now) almost two years ago. And Randy just moved there within the last month.
Wait a minute, Randy thought. I didn't just move here. Or did I?
He took off his shoes and socks and then put on the heels. They were very stylish and made him look extra sexy ... something he wanted very much. He wanted to be the center of attention during his party and these shoes would help make sure that he had all of the boys' attentions. This time, he didn't even flinch as he had that thought.
"Oops. Looks like you forgot to polish your toenails too," Elly said.
"I can't believe what a scatterbrain I've been today," Randy said, not noticing how much his voice had changed, now becoming the voice of a girl.
"It's okay. At least I noticed it before you left your room." Elly quickly, but carefully applied polish to Randy's toenails, then stood up. "All done."
Randy smiled, as he pulled his long dirty blond hair back into a ponytail. As he did, more changes occurred to his body. His butt expanded, making his miniskirt tighter, his body became very curvy and well-toned, his cock was now less than a quarter of its original size, and a pair of breasts began growing on his chest. Right now, they were an A-cup, but soon they would be a whole lot bigger. If he would have looked at the tag on the bra, he would have seen that it was a D-cup.
He stood up on his heels and walked to the door, as if he had been walking on heels for years. Then he opened the door and finally left the room with Elly.
Watch out, boys, he thought. The party girl is on his way!
