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It had been thirty minutes since you had exited the Interstate and had gotten on this lonely stretch of country road. You had always enjoyed going off the beaten path to see new things but this time it had been boring with nothing but vast fields of crops, livestock, and the occasional farmhouse. Normally you would have had your wife with you to keep you company but she had already flown out ahead a couple of days ago with you driving out to meet her. Now all you had was your radio which wouldn't usually be that bad except now the only stations you could get without heavy static were Country music and some preacher delivering a fiery sermon. Not wanting to be preached to you settled on a Country music station even though you never really liked that genre of music.

As you made your way down the road you were surprised to find yourself tapping your foot to the beat and began to wonder why you ever had a dislike for this type of music. You began to really listen closely to the lyrics and found yourself captivated by the stories being told through the songs. You even caught yourself singing along to Shania Twain's “Man! I Feel like a Woman!” and “Any Man of Mine”. You began to wonder what the hell had gotten into you and were really relieved that nobody was around to hear you.

Suddenly you felt your car start to shudder and make some really strange noises. “Oh shit!” you exclaimed as you realized that it looked like you were about to break down in the middle of nowhere. You looked at your cell phone with dread as you noticed that you had no service out here and remembering how you hadn't seen any other vehicles on this road you knew if you broke down it could be hours before anybody came along to help you. You had slowed down considerably trying not to put too much stress on it but it didn't seem to be doing any good as the noises became louder and the shuddering more violent.

It was getting late in the day and you began to panic at the thought of being stuck out here all alone after dark. This caused you to question what was wrong with you as you had broken down before in far worse places than this and never were afraid. You were so concerned about your car that you just now noticed the song that was playing on the radio and thought how ironic as you heard the chorus of the Carrie Underwood song that was now playing on the radio.

“Jesus, take the wheel
Take it from my hands
'Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
Jesus, take the wheel”

You weren't normally very religious but something inside of you thought maybe this would be a good time to say a prayer. You prayed for help to get out of this difficult situation and promised that you would go to church more often. You saw steam coming from under the hood and knew it was only a matter of time before you be able to go no further. Just when it looked like there was no hope you saw a sign in the distance that lifted your spirits.
Middletown 5
I-40 75

Well, there was no way you were going to make it to the Interstate but you thought you had a chance to make it into town. You just hoped that they had a mechanic who could fix your vehicle when you got there.
It seemed like time was standing still as you slowly made your way closer to town. The car was now violently shuddering and the strange noises you heard coming from the car signaled that the farther you were going the costlier the repair was going to be. You knew that you should have pulled over to avoid damaging it further but some irrational fear was making you forge ahead to the town.

You saw a cluster of buildings in the distance which caused you to accelerate thinking you needed to get there as fast as you could before your car died. You knew this was the wrong thing to do, that you were only putting more stress on your vehicle but you were being controlled by your emotions now instead of logic. “Please, Please just a little farther.” You begged your car. Amazingly the car seemed to listen as the shuddering and noise started to lessen as you approached the welcome sign.

Welcome to Middletown
Population 989

You were hoping for a much bigger town. Now you were seriously worried about how long you would be stuck in this place before you could get your car fixed and whether there was a place in town you could stay while you were waiting. You were so busy looking ahead for a garage or motel that you didn't notice the number on the sign change to 990 as you passed.
You made your way down Main Street desperately searching for somebody who would be able to fix your car. The townsfolk on the street were watching you with amused looks on their faces. You figured they probably don't see outsiders too often while the loud noises and smoke billowing from under your hood must be quite the sight. You had just made it to the middle of town when your car decided to finally die.

You exited the vehicle and almost immediately were greeted by a motherly female voice. “Looks like you could really use some help.” Turning you noticed an elderly couple holding hands with friendly smiles. “Yes, Ma’am. Is there a mechanic in town? Do you know of a place I could stay for a couple of days?”

The elderly man spoke up. “Town only has one mechanic and he is away visiting family. Won't be back for another couple of weeks.” The thought of being stuck here for weeks made you visibly upset. The wife said, “Not to worry young man we have plenty of room at our place you are welcome to stay with us as long as you like. Ain't that right Pa?” The husband nodded in agreement. “Yes, it won't be no trouble at all. It has been kind of lonely out on the farm now that all the youngins got married and moved away.” You felt incredibly lucky to have met this nice couple “I would love to but are you sure I won't be imposing?”

“Trust us dear it will be like you are one of the family.” the wife said. How could you say no to that? “Ok, but I would like to give you some money to.....” The husband interrupted you. “We don't really need your money. If you feel the need to repay us you could give Ma a little hand around the farm. Nothing too strenuous just feeding the chickens, milking the cows, and some light chores around the house. Our youngest granddaughter Sarah used to take care of all that until she got married.” You thought it didn't sound too hard and it was the least you could do to repay the kindness they were showing you. “It would be my pleasure.”

You entered their old beat-up pickup truck and made the short drive to the farm on the edge of town. You were surprised at how big the farm was and wondered how the frail-looking couple could maintain such a big place without any help. The sun was setting and the couple led you into the farmhouse and to the dinner table where you and Pa sat talking while Ma finished preparing supper. You learned a lot about the area, the history of the town, and that their ancestors were among the first group to settle in the area.

After finishing the meal you felt the urge to help Ma clear the table and clean the dishes. Your wife would have been extremely jealous if she knew what you were doing since you never helped her at home. While you were washing the dishes she started telling you about the local gossip and you found yourself strangely interested in the goings-on around town and seemed to know the people she was talking about even though you had never met. After washing and drying the last dish you noticed how soft and smooth your hands felt. You shrugged it off thinking it must have something to do with the dishwashing soap.

You let out a huge yawn which Ma noticed “Oh you poor dear. You must be exhausted after such a long day. Why don't we get you to your room.” You grabbed your bags and followed her as she led you to a small bedroom at the end of the hallway that clearly used to be Sarah's. Pictures of horses covered the Lavender colored walls with matching curtains and bedding. In one corner of the room, there was a vanity with a large mirror. You were a little surprised to see that it was still covered in all sorts of beauty products and perfumes. “Better get some sleep, my dear. We usually get up really early.” The moment she left you quickly changed into your pajamas and were so exhausted that you fell asleep almost the minute your head hit the pillow. Soon you were dreaming of riding a horse at some type of arena full of people. Your horse was galloping behind a calf as you swung a rope over your head. As your horse closed the distance you heard shouts from all over the arena. “Come on Molly!” “Molly you got this!” “You can do it Molly!” You let loose the rope and once the loop was secure around the calf's neck you hopped off your horse in a flash, upended the calf, and expertly tied its legs together. The announcer called out “Ladies and Gentlemen you have just witnessed a new Clark County women's roping record! Congratulations Molly Harrison.” The arena erupted into cheers and some of the other competitors came over and easily lifted you up on their shoulders. Looking down you realized that not only were you a woman now but you were petite.

You awoke abruptly to the sound of a rooster crowing. Remembering what happened in your dream you quickly reached down and were relieved to discover after a quick check that you were still male where it mattered most. You thought to yourself that was the craziest dream ever. You hopped out of bed amazed at how energetic and good you were feeling. You looked at your reflection in the vanity mirror noticing that your face was smooth even though it had been a couple of days since you shaved and your hair was getting too long and you would need to see about finding a barber shop in town. As you were changing your clothes you found that they didn't seem to fit anymore and were a little baggy on you. You chalked it up to losing some weight from not eating properly and the stress over the last few days of traveling.

Ma tried to get you to eat some breakfast but you weren't really hungry and were eager to start helping around the farm. You found Pa over by the barn tossing hay bales and offered to help. You were stunned when you struggled and couldn't even lift one of the bales off the ground that the other man had been tossing effortlessly moments before. “That's okay I can handle this by myself. Why don't you go feed the animals and milk the cows.” As Pa approached you noticed that seemed to be taller than he was yesterday. You could have sworn that you were about the same height yesterday but now he appeared to be a couple of inches taller than you. No, that couldn't be right you thought as you slowly walked away. You glanced back one more time and watched as the elderly man lifted the bale that you had failed to budge with ease and tossed it on top of the pile. You just shook your head and thought what the hell is going on here?

As you started to feed the chickens you began to relax and feel good that you were actually being productive. As you made your way around the farm feeding the goats, pigs, and sheep you started to appreciate how much work and time it took to care for livestock. Finally, it was the horse's turn and as you approached you marveled at their beauty and had a deep desire to ride one. You thought better of it as you had never ridden in your life and would probably break your neck if you tried. After making sure they were fed and watered you found a horse brush and began to gently brush them while you spoke softly to them. After finishing taking care of the horses you headed over to the barn with the cows.

You had never milked a cow before and thought maybe this wasn't such a good idea as you looked at the large intimidating animal standing before you. Something clicked in your mind and you found yourself grabbing a nearby bucket and stool. You set up near the closest cow and took a pair of the teats and began to squeeze and pull down like you had been doing this your whole life. Soon the milk was flowing rapidly into the bucket and it wasn't long before you had milked all the cows and filled the bucket. Feeling proud of your accomplishment you carried the heavy bucket back to the house although much to your chagrin you had to set it down a couple of times to give your soft hands a break. You were tempted for a moment to ask Pa to give you a hand but your pride wouldn't let you.
You had worked up quite an appetite by the time you had finished all your chores and were glad when you saw that lunch was already on the table. After saying grace you started to dig in but you quickly found yourself feeling full. Looking down at the plate that was still half full of food and your ill-fitting clothes you couldn't deny anymore that something really weird was happening to you. Needing some time to figure things out you excused yourself and made your way to your room.

You paced back and forth trying to figure out what could be causing the changes to your personality and body. None of this was making any sense and you seriously started to wonder if you were going crazy. As you glanced into the mirror your reflection stopped you in your tracks. Your short brown hair had grown down to your shoulders and turned blonde while your brown eyes had turned a light blue color. “What is happening to me?” you exclaimed. As you looked down to see if there were any other changes something caught your eye hidden under the vanity. You quickly made your way over and snatched up the book.

As you opened it and began to read it your heart began to race and you were filled with despair “If you are reading this then I'm sure that you have many questions just like I did when I started to notice the changes that were occurring to me. I guess I should start by introducing myself, my name is Sarah Harrison but that is not my birth name. I was born Tommy Clark to middle-class parents and grew up as a normal red-blooded American male. I joined the Marines right out of high school, saw my fair share of combat, and was getting close to retirement. I was on leave when I made the mistake of my life when I took what I thought would be a shortcut and ended up in this infernal place. This place is an inescapable trap. I wasn't the first victim and I have seen many others since my transformation. This is a magical place that changes a person and alters reality to have them fit in perfectly with the town.

I have seen many escape attempts with them all ending futilely before the change is complete and they accept their fate.” You skipped to the end of the journal. “I never would have thought that I would be writing these words. Tomorrow is my wedding day and I will no longer be Sarah Harrison but Mrs. Sarah Meadows. Wayne is a good man and I know he will be an excellent husband and father but I do worry if Nana will be able to handle the extra burden when I'm no longer around to help her. I know I am being a silly girl and it is just pre-wedding jitters that are making me question my decision to marry Wayne. The one thing I learned is that this town has a way of providing for its citizen's needs and it won't be long before somebody replaces me as I did for the one who came before me. I leave you with this one piece of advice. The sooner you accept and embrace what is happening to you the happier you will be.”

No way am I going to give up and accept being transformed into a woman you thought. I have to find a way out of this town real quick. You remembered your hair and came up with what you thought was a foolproof plan. You left your room and found Ma and Pa still sitting at the table. “I noticed my hair is getting a little long and wondered if I could borrow the truck to head into town for a haircut.” You saw her give the husband a worried look but he just smiled and said “Sure I don't see a problem with that.” You couldn't believe it was going to be this easy as you took the keys from the old man. You quickly made your way to the truck and hopped in. As you turned on the engine and saw the fuel gauge almost on E you realized why he seemed so confident with allowing you to take the truck. No worries you will just have to fill up at the gas station in town.

As you pulled up to the pumps and saw the out-of-gas signs you realized that you were a fool to think it was going to be that easy. The attendant approached you from behind and said “What can I do for you ma'am? Oh, I'm very sorry I saw the long hair and assumed you were a woman.” You were a little annoyed being called ma-am but didn't have time to mess around “When do you get your next shipment of gas?” He rubbed his chin and said, “I'm sorry but probably not for another four or five days." Shit, you thought there is no way that you could take a chance on waiting that long. You were going to have to find another way to escape this town.

As you made your way around town desperately searching for a way to escape you began to recognize some of the townspeople even though you never met before. Oh no, you thought as a wave of mental changes began to flood your mind. You noticed an unfamiliar weight on your chest but refused to look down fearing what you would see. You felt a tickling on your back and knew that your hair had grown longer and was now hanging past your shoulders and then felt a ladies cowboy hat appear on your head. As you walked you felt the heavy weights on your chest cause your center of gravity to shift. You then felt your body adapt by sticking your ass out to compensate and noticed how your hips swayed more with every step you took.

Wherever you went people began to stop and talk to you. “Hey, Molly you were really amazing at the rodeo the other night.” Another asked, “How are your Grandma and Grandpa doing?” Further down the road, a young woman said “Are you crazy girl? I can't believe you declined Derrick's marriage proposal.” Suddenly an image of a tall, strong, and handsome man wearing cowboy boots and a hat appeared in your mind. You instantly remembered childhood memories of growing up together and as the two of you matured falling in love. Like you, he was also an excellent rider and rodeo star. You both belonged to the same roping team and everyone in town thought you made the sweetest couple. An answer popped into your head “I really want to marry him but I just feel like I'm too young and not ready for such a big commitment yet. Besides I worry what will become of my Grandma and Grandpa if I run off and get married. They are getting too old to take care of the farm by themselves.” The girl rolled her eyes at you and said “Girl, you better hope he doesn't get tired of waiting.” You knew deep in your heart that Derrick would make you very happy and she was right that he probably wouldn't wait around forever.

This new dilemma caused you to forget all about looking for a way to escape not that it really mattered as the change was almost complete. All that remained of your old male self was a little nub that would soon form into your clit and would be hidden behind the folds of your new pussy.

When you arrived home a short time later the changes were complete and you now possessed the fully functional body of a young and extremely attractive woman. Grandma was waiting on the porch and there was a look of relief when she saw you. As you walked towards the house she could sense something was wrong. “Dear, what is the matter?” You really didn't want to worry her with your problems but you felt like the weight of the world was on your shoulders. You explained the situation to her and you saw tears begin to form in her eyes. “Oh baby, just because you get married doesn't mean you have to move away and can't stay with us. We have plenty of room for the two of you at least until you start having a bunch of youngins of your own. Besides your grandpa has been talking for years about adding some rooms to this old house and having some great grandkids running around would be a great motivator.” Just then your Grandpa came out the door and stood beside your Grandma on the porch. You rushed up and gave each a big hug and kiss. “Woah what was that for?” your grandpa asked confused. “I will tell you later darling. Molly, I think you better hurry up and tell Derrick how you feel before he changes his mind.” The thought of losing him to another woman terrified you and you quickly saddled up your horse and galloped across the pasture that separated his family's farm from yours. You planned on pouring your heart out to him and were ready to show him just how much he means to you. The thought of him making love to you tonight made your new pussy wet and you coaxed your horse to go faster.

Your Grandparents stood there watching you rushing across the field. “She is my favorite Granddaughter so far. She is so kind, thoughtful, and helpful.” said your Grandmother. “She did turn out to be a real beauty inside and out.” your Grandfather agreed.

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It had been thirty minutes since you had exited the Interstate and had gotten on this lonely stretch of country road. You had always enjoyed going off the beaten path to see new things but this time it had been boring with nothing but vast fields of crops, livestock, and the occasional farmhouse. Normally you would have had your wife with you to keep you company but she had already flown out ahead a couple of days ago with you driving out to meet her. Now all you had was your radio which wouldn't usually be that bad except now the only stations you could get without heavy static were Country music and some preacher delivering a fiery sermon. Not wanting to be preached to you settled on a Country music station even though you never really liked that genre of music.

As you made your way down the road you were surprised to find yourself tapping your foot to the beat and began to wonder why you ever had a dislike for this type of music. You began to really listen closely to the lyrics and found yourself captivated by the stories being told through the songs. You even caught yourself singing along to Shania Twain's “Man! I Feel like a Woman!” and “Any Man of Mine”. You began to wonder what the hell had gotten into you and were really relieved that nobody was around to hear you.

Suddenly you felt your car start to shudder and make some really strange noises. “Oh shit!” you exclaimed as you realized that it looked like you were about to break down in the middle of nowhere. You looked at your cell phone with dread as you noticed that you had no service out here and remembering how you hadn't seen any other vehicles on this road you knew if you broke down it could be hours before anybody came along to help you. You had slowed down considerably trying not to put too much stress on it but it didn't seem to be doing any good as the noises became louder and the shuddering more violent.

It was getting late in the day and you began to panic at the thought of being stuck out here all alone after dark. This caused you to question what was wrong with you as you had broken down before in far worse places than this and never were afraid. You were so concerned about your car that you just now noticed the song that was playing on the radio and thought how ironic as you heard the chorus of the Carrie Underwood song that was now playing on the radio.

“Jesus, take the wheel
Take it from my hands
'Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
Jesus, take the wheel”

You weren't normally very religious but something inside of you thought maybe this would be a good time to say a prayer. You prayed for help to get out of this difficult situation and promised that you would go to church more often. You saw steam coming from under the hood and knew it was only a matter of time before you be able to go no further. Just when it looked like there was no hope you saw a sign in the distance that lifted your spirits.
Middletown 5
I-40 75

Well, there was no way you were going to make it to the Interstate but you thought you had a chance to make it into town. You just hoped that they had a mechanic who could fix your vehicle when you got there.
It seemed like time was standing still as you slowly made your way closer to town. The car was now violently shuddering and the strange noises you heard coming from the car signaled that the farther you were going the costlier the repair was going to be. You knew that you should have pulled over to avoid damaging it further but some irrational fear was making you forge ahead to the town.

You saw a cluster of buildings in the distance which caused you to accelerate thinking you needed to get there as fast as you could before your car died. You knew this was the wrong thing to do, that you were only putting more stress on your vehicle but you were being controlled by your emotions now instead of logic. “Please, Please just a little farther.” You begged your car. Amazingly the car seemed to listen as the shuddering and noise started to lessen as you approached the welcome sign.

Welcome to Middletown
Population 989

You were hoping for a much bigger town. Now you were seriously worried about how long you would be stuck in this place before you could get your car fixed and whether there was a place in town you could stay while you were waiting. You were so busy looking ahead for a garage or motel that you didn't notice the number on the sign change to 990 as you passed.
You made your way down Main Street desperately searching for somebody who would be able to fix your car. The townsfolk on the street were watching you with amused looks on their faces. You figured they probably don't see outsiders too often while the loud noises and smoke billowing from under your hood must be quite the sight. You had just made it to the middle of town when your car decided to finally die.

You exited the vehicle and almost immediately were greeted by a motherly female voice. “Looks like you could really use some help.” Turning you noticed an elderly couple holding hands with friendly smiles. “Yes, Ma’am. Is there a mechanic in town? Do you know of a place I could stay for a couple of days?”

The elderly man spoke up. “Town only has one mechanic and he is away visiting family. Won't be back for another couple of weeks.” The thought of being stuck here for weeks made you visibly upset. The wife said, “Not to worry young man we have plenty of room at our place you are welcome to stay with us as long as you like. Ain't that right Pa?” The husband nodded in agreement. “Yes, it won't be no trouble at all. It has been kind of lonely out on the farm now that all the youngins got married and moved away.” You felt incredibly lucky to have met this nice couple “I would love to but are you sure I won't be imposing?”

“Trust us dear it will be like you are one of the family.” the wife said. How could you say no to that? “Ok, but I would like to give you some money to.....” The husband interrupted you. “We don't really need your money. If you feel the need to repay us you could give Ma a little hand around the farm. Nothing too strenuous just feeding the chickens, milking the cows, and some light chores around the house. Our youngest granddaughter Sarah used to take care of all that until she got married.” You thought it didn't sound too hard and it was the least you could do to repay the kindness they were showing you. “It would be my pleasure.”

You entered their old beat-up pickup truck and made the short drive to the farm on the edge of town. You were surprised at how big the farm was and wondered how the frail-looking couple could maintain such a big place without any help. The sun was setting and the couple led you into the farmhouse and to the dinner table where you and Pa sat talking while Ma finished preparing supper. You learned a lot about the area, the history of the town, and that their ancestors were among the first group to settle in the area.

After finishing the meal you felt the urge to help Ma clear the table and clean the dishes. Your wife would have been extremely jealous if she knew what you were doing since you never helped her at home. While you were washing the dishes she started telling you about the local gossip and you found yourself strangely interested in the goings-on around town and seemed to know the people she was talking about even though you had never met. After washing and drying the last dish you noticed how soft and smooth your hands felt. You shrugged it off thinking it must have something to do with the dishwashing soap.

You let out a huge yawn which Ma noticed “Oh you poor dear. You must be exhausted after such a long day. Why don't we get you to your room.” You grabbed your bags and followed her as she led you to a small bedroom at the end of the hallway that clearly used to be Sarah's. Pictures of horses covered the Lavender colored walls with matching curtains and bedding. In one corner of the room, there was a vanity with a large mirror. You were a little surprised to see that it was still covered in all sorts of beauty products and perfumes. “Better get some sleep, my dear. We usually get up really early.” The moment she left you quickly changed into your pajamas and were so exhausted that you fell asleep almost the minute your head hit the pillow. Soon you were dreaming of riding a horse at some type of arena full of people. Your horse was galloping behind a calf as you swung a rope over your head. As your horse closed the distance you heard shouts from all over the arena. “Come on Molly!” “Molly you got this!” “You can do it Molly!” You let loose the rope and once the loop was secure around the calf's neck you hopped off your horse in a flash, upended the calf, and expertly tied its legs together. The announcer called out “Ladies and Gentlemen you have just witnessed a new Clark County women's roping record! Congratulations Molly Harrison.” The arena erupted into cheers and some of the other competitors came over and easily lifted you up on their shoulders. Looking down you realized that not only were you a woman now but you were petite.

You awoke abruptly to the sound of a rooster crowing. Remembering what happened in your dream you quickly reached down and were relieved to discover after a quick check that you were still male where it mattered most. You thought to yourself that was the craziest dream ever. You hopped out of bed amazed at how energetic and good you were feeling. You looked at your reflection in the vanity mirror noticing that your face was smooth even though it had been a couple of days since you shaved and your hair was getting too long and you would need to see about finding a barber shop in town. As you were changing your clothes you found that they didn't seem to fit anymore and were a little baggy on you. You chalked it up to losing some weight from not eating properly and the stress over the last few days of traveling.

Ma tried to get you to eat some breakfast but you weren't really hungry and were eager to start helping around the farm. You found Pa over by the barn tossing hay bales and offered to help. You were stunned when you struggled and couldn't even lift one of the bales off the ground that the other man had been tossing effortlessly moments before. “That's okay I can handle this by myself. Why don't you go feed the animals and milk the cows.” As Pa approached you noticed that seemed to be taller than he was yesterday. You could have sworn that you were about the same height yesterday but now he appeared to be a couple of inches taller than you. No, that couldn't be right you thought as you slowly walked away. You glanced back one more time and watched as the elderly man lifted the bale that you had failed to budge with ease and tossed it on top of the pile. You just shook your head and thought what the hell is going on here?

As you started to feed the chickens you began to relax and feel good that you were actually being productive. As you made your way around the farm feeding the goats, pigs, and sheep you started to appreciate how much work and time it took to care for livestock. Finally, it was the horse's turn and as you approached you marveled at their beauty and had a deep desire to ride one. You thought better of it as you had never ridden in your life and would probably break your neck if you tried. After making sure they were fed and watered you found a horse brush and began to gently brush them while you spoke softly to them. After finishing taking care of the horses you headed over to the barn with the cows.

You had never milked a cow before and thought maybe this wasn't such a good idea as you looked at the large intimidating animal standing before you. Something clicked in your mind and you found yourself grabbing a nearby bucket and stool. You set up near the closest cow and took a pair of the teats and began to squeeze and pull down like you had been doing this your whole life. Soon the milk was flowing rapidly into the bucket and it wasn't long before you had milked all the cows and filled the bucket. Feeling proud of your accomplishment you carried the heavy bucket back to the house although much to your chagrin you had to set it down a couple of times to give your soft hands a break. You were tempted for a moment to ask Pa to give you a hand but your pride wouldn't let you.
You had worked up quite an appetite by the time you had finished all your chores and were glad when you saw that lunch was already on the table. After saying grace you started to dig in but you quickly found yourself feeling full. Looking down at the plate that was still half full of food and your ill-fitting clothes you couldn't deny anymore that something really weird was happening to you. Needing some time to figure things out you excused yourself and made your way to your room.

You paced back and forth trying to figure out what could be causing the changes to your personality and body. None of this was making any sense and you seriously started to wonder if you were going crazy. As you glanced into the mirror your reflection stopped you in your tracks. Your short brown hair had grown down to your shoulders and turned blonde while your brown eyes had turned a light blue color. “What is happening to me?” you exclaimed. As you looked down to see if there were any other changes something caught your eye hidden under the vanity. You quickly made your way over and snatched up the book.

As you opened it and began to read it your heart began to race and you were filled with despair “If you are reading this then I'm sure that you have many questions just like I did when I started to notice the changes that were occurring to me. I guess I should start by introducing myself, my name is Sarah Harrison but that is not my birth name. I was born Tommy Clark to middle-class parents and grew up as a normal red-blooded American male. I joined the Marines right out of high school, saw my fair share of combat, and was getting close to retirement. I was on leave when I made the mistake of my life when I took what I thought would be a shortcut and ended up in this infernal place. This place is an inescapable trap. I wasn't the first victim and I have seen many others since my transformation. This is a magical place that changes a person and alters reality to have them fit in perfectly with the town.

I have seen many escape attempts with them all ending futilely before the change is complete and they accept their fate.” You skipped to the end of the journal. “I never would have thought that I would be writing these words. Tomorrow is my wedding day and I will no longer be Sarah Harrison but Mrs. Sarah Meadows. Wayne is a good man and I know he will be an excellent husband and father but I do worry if Nana will be able to handle the extra burden when I'm no longer around to help her. I know I am being a silly girl and it is just pre-wedding jitters that are making me question my decision to marry Wayne. The one thing I learned is that this town has a way of providing for its citizen's needs and it won't be long before somebody replaces me as I did for the one who came before me. I leave you with this one piece of advice. The sooner you accept and embrace what is happening to you the happier you will be.”

No way am I going to give up and accept being transformed into a woman you thought. I have to find a way out of this town real quick. You remembered your hair and came up with what you thought was a foolproof plan. You left your room and found Ma and Pa still sitting at the table. “I noticed my hair is getting a little long and wondered if I could borrow the truck to head into town for a haircut.” You saw her give the husband a worried look but he just smiled and said “Sure I don't see a problem with that.” You couldn't believe it was going to be this easy as you took the keys from the old man. You quickly made your way to the truck and hopped in. As you turned on the engine and saw the fuel gauge almost on E you realized why he seemed so confident with allowing you to take the truck. No worries you will just have to fill up at the gas station in town.

As you pulled up to the pumps and saw the out-of-gas signs you realized that you were a fool to think it was going to be that easy. The attendant approached you from behind and said “What can I do for you ma'am? Oh, I'm very sorry I saw the long hair and assumed you were a woman.” You were a little annoyed being called ma-am but didn't have time to mess around “When do you get your next shipment of gas?” He rubbed his chin and said, “I'm sorry but probably not for another four or five days." Shit, you thought there is no way that you could take a chance on waiting that long. You were going to have to find another way to escape this town.

As you made your way around town desperately searching for a way to escape you began to recognize some of the townspeople even though you never met before. Oh no, you thought as a wave of mental changes began to flood your mind. You noticed an unfamiliar weight on your chest but refused to look down fearing what you would see. You felt a tickling on your back and knew that your hair had grown longer and was now hanging past your shoulders and then felt a ladies cowboy hat appear on your head. As you walked you felt the heavy weights on your chest cause your center of gravity to shift. You then felt your body adapt by sticking your ass out to compensate and noticed how your hips swayed more with every step you took.

Wherever you went people began to stop and talk to you. “Hey, Molly you were really amazing at the rodeo the other night.” Another asked, “How are your Grandma and Grandpa doing?” Further down the road, a young woman said “Are you crazy girl? I can't believe you declined Derrick's marriage proposal.” Suddenly an image of a tall, strong, and handsome man wearing cowboy boots and a hat appeared in your mind. You instantly remembered childhood memories of growing up together and as the two of you matured falling in love. Like you, he was also an excellent rider and rodeo star. You both belonged to the same roping team and everyone in town thought you made the sweetest couple. An answer popped into your head “I really want to marry him but I just feel like I'm too young and not ready for such a big commitment yet. Besides I worry what will become of my Grandma and Grandpa if I run off and get married. They are getting too old to take care of the farm by themselves.” The girl rolled her eyes at you and said “Girl, you better hope he doesn't get tired of waiting.” You knew deep in your heart that Derrick would make you very happy and she was right that he probably wouldn't wait around forever.

This new dilemma caused you to forget all about looking for a way to escape not that it really mattered as the change was almost complete. All that remained of your old male self was a little nub that would soon form into your clit and would be hidden behind the folds of your new pussy.

When you arrived home a short time later the changes were complete and you now possessed the fully functional body of a young and extremely attractive woman. Grandma was waiting on the porch and there was a look of relief when she saw you. As you walked towards the house she could sense something was wrong. “Dear, what is the matter?” You really didn't want to worry her with your problems but you felt like the weight of the world was on your shoulders. You explained the situation to her and you saw tears begin to form in her eyes. “Oh baby, just because you get married doesn't mean you have to move away and can't stay with us. We have plenty of room for the two of you at least until you start having a bunch of youngins of your own. Besides your grandpa has been talking for years about adding some rooms to this old house and having some great grandkids running around would be a great motivator.” Just then your Grandpa came out the door and stood beside your Grandma on the porch. You rushed up and gave each a big hug and kiss. “Woah what was that for?” your grandpa asked confused. “I will tell you later darling. Molly, I think you better hurry up and tell Derrick how you feel before he changes his mind.” The thought of losing him to another woman terrified you and you quickly saddled up your horse and galloped across the pasture that separated his family's farm from yours. You planned on pouring your heart out to him and were ready to show him just how much he means to you. The thought of him making love to you tonight made your new pussy wet and you coaxed your horse to go faster.

Your Grandparents stood there watching you rushing across the field. “She is my favorite Granddaughter so far. She is so kind, thoughtful, and helpful.” said your Grandmother. “She did turn out to be a real beauty inside and out.” your Grandfather agreed.