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My room is silent as I lay on the bed, listening intently to the movements of my family. I knew that my parents planned to go to the cinema, having offered for me to go with them.

I declined the invitation. Little did they know that I already have evening plans.

Victoria, my sister, has just started her new job a Hooters. This means that she’s also going to be out of the house tonight.

That leaves just me here! Completely free to do what I want. Completely free to try on what I want! Having thought about nothing else all day, I had one outfit that I couldn’t get out of my head.

Since seeing Tori come home the other night in her uniform, I’ve been desperate to try it on! I couldn’t wait to slide on those tight orange short shorts!

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” I hear Mom shout from the foot of the staircase.

Quickly sitting up in my bed, I wonder if I should even bother answering. I’d already made my excuses and I didn’t want to have to lie to them again.

“Jake….?” My mom shouts again

Slowly moving towards my open door, I stick my head out into the hallway.

“Nah,” I yell down the hallway, towards the stairs. “Those weights aren’t going to lift themselves!”

Awaiting a response, I stare impatiently down the empty hallway.

That’s when Tori steps out of her room. She locks eyes with me and instantly shies away. Her face goes bright red!

Usually, my sister is full of confidence and sass. This is not like her at all! I’m almost a little worried.

“Tori….?” I question, as she shuts her door and folds her arms tight. “You ok?”

Quickly looking me in the eyes, then bashfully turning away, she huffs.

“Yeah…..,” she slowly replies. “Just feeling pretty nervous about tonight. I’ve heard the new girls on a Saturday night get a lot of attention.”

“Is that a bad thing..?” I ask, gushing at how good she looked in her skimpy uniform. I’m a little jealous it’s her wearing it and not me!

“No….I suppose not,” she answers, looking down at herself. “I think you’d understand more if you were a girl.”

We’d always kept it a secret from the world, but my sister is kinda…magical. She’s got abilities that allow her to change reality. Pretty fucking heavy stuff, but she manages to hide it well!

“Do you think I would?” I instantly reply, knowing that with a wave of her hands, she could alter my gender.

Secretly wishing she’d agreed and make it my reality, she just looks rushed and nervous.

“I dunno Jake…,” she mumbles, wafting towards the top of the stairs.

Feeling a little disappointed, I frown.

I hadn’t dared to tell anyone, but that time she’d transformed me into a younger female version of myself was incredible. The short dresses, the long hair, the budding curves…it was amazing!

I want to feel like that again! So much so, that I’m ashamed. What would they all think of me?

That’s why when it happened…I screamed my head off for her to change me back. I didn’t want them to see how much I was actually enjoying it!

Stopping at the top of the stairs, Tori turns to look down at her ass, then looks up at me worried.

“Jake…be honest,” she says. “I made my ass a little bigger to fill out the shorts. Do you think Mom will notice? I don’t want her to think I’m shallow….is all.”

I shake my head at her. “No, you look fine,” I then answer.

Still looking awfully worried for a girl that possesses the powers of a god, she trudges off down the stairs.

Sneaking out into the hallway, I look down at the front door and secretly wait for them all to leave. To my surprise, as they all walk out the front door, Mom does give Tori an odd look.

Smiling to myself, I listen to the sound of the car pulling out of the drive. My folks aren’t going to be back for hours and neither was Victoria.

“It’s Caitlyn time!” I cheer, turning three hundred and sixty degrees on the spot.

Knowing free time like this is gold dust, I stride toward Tori’s room and undress at the same time. Disregarding my shorts and top onto the hallway floor, I push open her bedroom door.

As the sweet smell of her room fills my nose, I wriggle free from my boxers and stand in only my birthday suit.

The excitement and thrill of having her entire wardrobe to play with made me shake with excitement. It’s making my chest feel tight and my breathing fast.

Pacing over to her drawers, I pull the top one open. Reaching in I grab the first pair of lacey underwear I find.

Clutching them tight, I look over at the spare Hooters uniform laying on her bed. Rushing over, I feel the bright white tank top with my fingers.

I’d overheard Victoria talking to Mom about how they’d ordered a set for her that was too tight. That was going to work in my favor. It was going to fit me….I’m sure of it!

Wasting no time, I slide the lacey underwear up my smooths legs and nestle the thin material between my cheeks. Adjusting my package, I then reach for the thick white shocks.

Having pulled them up, I awkwardly slide my body into the extremely tight bright orange shorts. Even for me, I could feel them pressing tightly against my behind.

“Tight…..,” I moan, having to again adjust my package.

Finally, I throw on the tank top. The soft material feels great against my skin! I loved having the logo blazed across my chest. So thrilling!

Grabbing for my phone, I spend a silly amount of time strutting around her room, taking pictures of myself. Posing in the mirror, selfies, and videos.

The uniform is just as fun as I hoped it would be. So fun, I completely lost track of time!

Almost jumping clean from my skin, I hear the front door slam closed. Instantly I start to panic!

“Biscuits….!” I huff, stressing my little socks off.

Pacing backward and forward in Victoria's room, I try to think my way out of this predicament. Eventually, someone will come up and see me in here!

Maybe I should lock myself in the toilet….? No…., I’d be stuck in there all night!

Maybe I’ve got time to strip off and put the uniform back…?

No…to late! Someone is coming upstairs!

Peeking through the crack in the door, I see my chance to escape Victoria's room. Maybe, if I change into my normal stuff, I’d have a chance to put them back later!

Running into the hallway, as if my life depended on it, I don’t look back to see if anyone saw me dashing for my room. Throwing open my bedroom door, I rush in and jump onto my bed.

Wrestling the sheets, I throw them over my body and sink down to my shoulders.

Staring at the white ceiling above me, I listen to the movements outside my room. Panting and huffing, I’m so scared to get caught wearing this stuff!

The tightness of the short shorts around my area only adds to my anxiety! It reminds me of what I’m actually wearing!

Step…step…step…..comes from the other side of my bedroom wall.

Someone is entering Victoria’s room. God, I hope I’ve left it somewhat normal!

Listening intently, I only hear the sound of my frantic breathing. Maybe I’ve got away with it!?

“JAKE!” Tori yells, stomping out of her room and towards mine.

Clutching the sheets tightly, I raise them up to my nose. I dare not answer her.

The door swings open and I close my eyes tight.

“Jake!” she squeals. “Why are your smelly disgusting boxers in my room!?”

Crap! I’d got undressed so quickly in my excitement, that I’d left them in her room!

I hold my breath and hold the sheets tighter. Maybe she would think I’m asleep!

“Oi….” She complains, clearly now standing next to my bed from the sound of it. “Why are these in my room!?”

Still holding my breath, I say nothing in response. That’s when I feel her grab the bedsheets! Terror fills my eyes as they burst wide open. There she is, standing right above me looking down at me in anger.

As my brain rattles around for a plausible reason, I feel her pulling at my bed sheets.

Then, in one quick powerful motion, she throws them off me. The cold air of the room falls onto my barely covered body and shame fills every inch of my being.

“JAKE!” she screams in horror, pointing down at what I’m wearing “What the hell!?”

My mouth is bone dry. My skin shivers. My heart races.  Victoria turns away from me with a flick of her hair. “Mom…!” she shouts.

Sitting up at the speed of sound, I reach to touch her.  “Tori Stop!” I plea, placing my hand on her shoulder.

About to shout out once more, her mouth is wide open as she turns to look at me. I can’t bring myself to look at her. I’d never felt so small.

“What do you mean….. stop?” she questions, now talking normally. “I think Mom should know about this!”

Still looking down at the floor, I furiously shake my head in disagreement. “Please……don’t…..,” I mumble, wiping my eyes.

Turning around to face me properly, I let go of her shoulder. Allowing my limp arms to fall to my side, I then fold my arms tight.

“I don’t understand Jake…,” Tori sighs. “Why have you got my stuff on? Why did you have it on in bed??”

I say nothing in response. I couldn’t even lie about this. She’d caught me red-handed.

Another long sigh and Tori sits on the edge of my bed. I look up at her and she’s absolutely rocking that uniform. I want to tell her how jealous I am of her. I want to tell her the truth!

“Would it be better if I didn’t tell anyone about this….?” She asks, turning to look at me with a gentle smile.

I nod my head at her, then look down at my barely covered smooth legs.

“So…what is it?” she asks. “Are you into wearing women’s uniforms…or clothes…or what?”

A huge lump forms in my throat as she asks. I feel the blood rushing to my face. Slowly look up at her and shake my head from side to side. Tori frowns at my reaction.

“Jake, don’t be like that.” She huffs, leaning towards me. “ I’ve clearly found you cross-dressing. Just tell me what the deal is.”

I shake my head again. I just can’t bring myself to say it. The thought of admitting it to her was making my hair stand up on ends.

“Ok….ay!” she grumbles, leaning in closer. “Let me ask you this then.”

She takes hold of my chin and raises my face so I’m looking at her directly. So close, I could smell how much she’d reeked of old beer and grease.

“Look me in the eyes,” she commands, staring at me as if she was looking into my soul.

I look up at her big green eyes and almost feel transfixed. I couldn’t look away, even if I tried.

“I can transform you into a girl…,” she gently whispers. “Would you like that?”

I can’t answer that! I desperately try and hide my emotions. I pull my best poker face. Would I want that? I’ve have often considered asking her.

“Oh…,” she smiles, letting go of my face and leaning back away from me. “That’s very interesting.”

“What's interesting!?” I ask, my voice cracking with nerves.

“You do want to be a girl….don’t you?” she asks with a big smirky grin.

“No, I don’t!” I hastily declare!

Tilting her head to one side, she continues to smirk. Lifting her right hand, she clicks her fingers. Her click makes me shiver with a cold chill. I look up at her worried.

“What did you do!?” I worry, knowing just quite what my sister is capable of.

“I made you a girl.” She replies, grinning from ear to ear.

Confused, I feel my flat chest and then my short hair.

“No, you haven’t..!” I answer, feeling annoyed that she’s mocking me.

With a twinkle In her eye, she signals me to look at the orange short-shorts wrapped around my body.

That’s when I notice a strange, foreign feeling between my legs! That’s when I notice the lack of pressure…the lack of substance…. the lack of my package! It’s like the entire sensation of my privates has shifted inside my body.

Reaching down there, I shriek as I confirm my fears. It’s gone!

I look up at her smug expression and I know she’s telling me the truth!

“Is it……”

“Gone?” she says, finishing my sentence.

“Is it now a…..”

“Yup!” she instantly answers, clapping her hands with a big smile. “As I said, you’re a girl now.”

I look down again at my body. She’s given me the parts but left me looking exactly the same. Is she trying to punish me? Should I be protesting more!?

Still looking down at my flat chest, barely covered by my Hooter's uniform, Victori stands up off the bed.

“Funny,” she giggles, adjusting the fit of her uniform around her bust. “I assumed that if I took it away, you’d explode in anger. You’ve lost your manhood, Jake! Does that not upset you?”

I didn’t know how to feel! I should be upset! That would be the normal reaction for something like this.

“I think I’ve got my answer.” She chuckles, flicking her long hair behind her shoulder. “You really do want to be a female…don’t you?”

I don’t even get a second to answer before Tori raises her hand once more.

Click.

My ass bubbles and grows. My hips flare out and the shorts struggle to contain me!

Click.

My waist shrinks and my curves form. I feel my bones shifting, creaking, and shrinking.

Click.

My chest itches and swells. It grows and grows and grows. The weight pulls me forward and I have to lean back to compensate.

Click.

My hair burst out with instantaneous growth. Long brown hair falls in front of my eyes and snakes down my back and shoulders.

Stunned and freaked out by how quickly my body transformed, I’m left hypnotized by the sight of large mounds filling my tank top to bursting point.

“It’s done,” Tori remarks.

Sliding gently off the bed, I stand next to Tori and marvel at my transformation. As I stand for the first time, I feel my ass cheeks bounce and my chest wobble. For the first time ever, I have to brush swathes of hair from my eyes.

Holding my long hair back, I slowly look up at Tori. That’s when I see that she is now taller than me!

“You deffo like being a girl,” Tori whispers, leaning slightly to look into my eyes. “You’d be screaming your head off like usual if you didn’t. I’ve turned you into things before and this is the first time you’ve been speechless!”

“Do……I…..,” I slowly mumble, hearing my feminine voice for the first time. “look good..?”

Victoria throws her head back and laughs out loud.

“Are you kidding me?” she gushes. “Just look at that uniform desperately trying to keep your curves in girl!”

Looking over my shoulder, down at my booty, I can’t believe what I’m seeing. The uniform is now fitting me just how I’d wanted it to. It clings to my every curve!

“Is this permanent?” I ask, gushing at the sight of my own body.

Tori grabs my narrow shoulders and ushers me over to my full-length mirror. Standing next to me, she pushes me in front of the reflection.

I see my new feminine face for the first time. I’ve got so much hair! I oddly look kinda like my sister!

“You want this…?” Tori asks, pointing at my feminine reflection.

I nod to answer yes and she smiles.

“Ok, let's give it a week, and then I will ask you again.” She continues, running her hand through my long straight hair.

“A week…?” I ask, still gawking at the curvy girl in the mirror.

“Yeah,” Tora answers. “It’s a massive step going from a boy's body to a mature-looking woman. People are going to react to you very differently. Mom, Dad, and your friends will have many questions I’m sure.”

Tori squeezes my butt and grins. “A week should give you enough time to experience life as a girl. That way you can be sure this is what you really want!”

“Just a week…?” I say, not feeling that’s enough time!

Tori giggles and puts her head close to mine. Now staring at me through the mirror she smiles.

“Oh a week is going to be plenty of time to experience being a girl!” she chuckles. “I’m going to fast-track you can actually give you a reason to wear that uniform. Would be a shame for you not to flaunt how sexy you look right now!”

“What!?” I shriek, putting my hands to my mouth in shock.

“That’s right Jake!” Tori says with excitement. “Now you’ll understand my worry earlier! It’s not easy being the new girl at Hooters! If you can deal with that kinda attention and come out with a smile on your face, I think it’s goodbye brother, and hello my new sister!”