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“Yeah, no, I’m serious. Dude, I cannot come out tonight, I’m not feeling so good,” Ben said to his friend, Jake, over the phone. Minutes prior, Jake had called to ask if Ben was coming out for their usual drink at this local bar, but today Ben was not feeling like going out for a drink. Figured his friends could catch whatever virus had got him. “Yeah, I guess I’ll see ‘ya Monday. Ciao.” Ben hung up, stuffing the phone into his pants pocket, leaning back on the couch and groaning as his stomach ached again. It hit him in waves, but it seemed like those waves were becoming more frequent and painful. “Urgh, what is going on with me? I’ve been sick before, but this is…just bizarre. Usually when I get sick, I have to lay in bed for a day, but with this I’m actually able to sit in my freakin’ living room without any problems. What the hell have I caught?” he asked himself, staring down at his body. While staring, however, his eyes abruptly widened as he noticed two orbs press outwards against his t-shirt, hugging the two growing globes as it grew to full size. “What the-… WHAT THE-?!” Ben exclaimed as he noticed other changes occurring simultaneously throughout his body…

“No, for fucking real, I am not kidding around here. I literally transformed into a girl right in front of my own fucking eyes!” Ben nearly screamed into the phone, getting more concerned every other second she heard her new higher pitched female voice come out her mouth. Ben immediately furrowed her brows as she heard her friend’s response. “NO, I’m still not going drinking with you guys. I mean, what if you guys catch what I’ve got?” she asked. Her friend, seemingly, did not have a problem with becoming a woman. “Well, you can stop by tomorrow if you want tits so bad, but not tonight. Oh, and Jake; don’t fucking tell anyone about this! I am only telling you because your friend, and doing it tomorrow you probably wouldn’t believe me, so please keep a lid on it… Okay, bye.” With a simple click of a button the man and former-man’s conversation ended, leaving Ben sitting alone on her couch. She looked down at her body, considering herself fortunate now that her sister always left a spare change of clothes for whenever she visited her bro-er-sister now.
Minutes earlier, following her transformation, Ben had rushed to the bathroom where she checked herself out; discovering that her originally short and black hair was no longer. At first, she did not notice, but her hair was a shade of dark-red. Her face was obviously feminine, sporting new female features such a chiseled chin, plumper lips, and longer lashes. In all honesty, she was very attractive. If she had not been that exact same woman, she would not have hesitated to ask out. Her waist was flat and toned, with a caved-in waist that actually helped emphasize her new wide hips and the two softly padded cheeks behind her. Her own little cushion to sit on. Arms and legs were slender, though, her thighs had thickened, further adding to her overall female appearance. Her breasts were nice and big, coming in at B-cups-
GROWL GURGLE
Suddenly, before Ben could continue thinking about the first few minutes after her transformation, her attention was abruptly drawn back down towards her stomach as it made loud rumbling noises. Groaning through gritted teeth, and with her eyes clenched, she reached down and grabbed her belly, holding it as the aching returned with a triple vengeance. “Ohhh, what now?” she asked, groaning in discomfort. The pain intensified, before immediately culminating in her belly pushing outwards, denting her sister’s blouse as her tummy distended bigger and rounder. “Ah, what’s happening?! Why is my belly now suddenly getting bigger?” she exclaimed, reaching down and grabbing her stomach, holding it as the mound inflated bigger and bigger. It easily surpassed a muffin top and a chubby belly, causing the buttons to strain as blouse tightly hugged her belly, forcing a moaning Ben to quickly undo the buttons on her blouse, before grabbing her belly as it lurched forward, now free from its constraints. The shirt underneath the blouse’s waistband steadily rode up along her growing gut, exposing ever more flesh with every inch added. Holding her belly’s underside, her eyes continually widened again and again as her stomach swelled outwards in her hand, with faint bits of skin spilling out between her fingers, adding further stress to her ever-expanding gut. If she did not already feel like a pig, she most certainly felt like a cow now due to his heavily inflated “udder” protruding from her originally svelte waist. “God, look at me. I’m so big I look pregnant,” Ben sobbed, only to abruptly gasp as a thought popped into her head, “Oh my god, what if that is what’s happening to me!” she exclaimed. “What if me passing on beautiful, fertile women means that I am now being punished by being turned into a woman and then impregnated with the children I could have had?!” she asked herself, her jaw hanging wide open at the thought that this might be what is going on with her turning into a woman and suddenly growing a huge belly. “Man, if the universe wants me to settle down there are easier ways of doing that beside turning me into a chick and then filling me belly with babies,” she complained now furrowing her brows as she glared blankly and confusedly at her enormous belly.
GLOOORRP RUMBLE
Suddenly, after asking herself that particular question aloud, she abruptly groaned as her belly began rumbling and gurgling uncomfortably once again. “Oh come on, not my boobs too! I’m already huge as is!” she whined, watching her B-cups begin stretching outwards, steadily growing bigger, yet remaining perky…
“Okay, this…could actually be kinda interesting,” she remarked, a smile forming on her face as her breasts continued growing.

*The next morning*
“Yeah, I’m not kidding. I’m no longer fat and my tits are huge,” Ben said, sitting on the couch with her friend, Jake, on the phone, her friend’s shocked response blaring on the other end which made her giggle, humored by his jealous tone. She giggled again as Jake asked the one obvious question that she was waiting for. “No, I don’t know how it works. Remember, I got ill and then just suddenly turned into this, well, first I got really fat but now I’m like really busty. Like, I thought your sister’s boobs were big, but these put your sister’s to shame. Sorry,” she apologized after bringing her friend’s sister into all of this. “Aaanyway, get your fat ass on down here and I’ll give you something to be really proud of,” she said, before hanging up the call, stuffing the phone into her bra. The breast spot for someone to keep their phone, although, that probably applies more to girls than it does to guys. Sighing happily, she smacked her arms down on her legs, staring down at her beautifully bulbous chest, her hands gravitating up towards the ample bosom, squeezing it in an arousing manner that made her bite her lip. Standing up from the couch, she walked over towards the nearby full-length mirror in the living room and smiled at her reflection as she began posing in it. Bending forward, her big breasts drooped downwards, resembling large pendulums as she gripped the bloated globes. Standing back up, she turned around, bending forwards slightly as she presented her ass to the mirror, shaking it, giggling as her soft backside jiggled. “Damn, and I thought I was big before with that belly, but I honestly prefer the big boobs over being fat, or, hell, even just pregnant.” Sitting there on the couch, Ben froze, her smile deteriorating slightly. “Yeeeah, now that I’m hearing that out loud it does seem pretty ridiculous to think that I was actually getting pregnant rather than just plain fat,” she thought aloud. “Still, I look forward to taking these moneymakers out for a test run, after I’ve…done whatever the it was that did this to me in the first place to Jake. Get him started on his own path to womanhood.” Her smile returned, spreading from ear-to-ear as she groped her boobs. “Man, it’s a good thing my sister is so lazy with leaving her clothes over here whenever she’s by, otherwise I’d probably have to meet Jake wearing nothing but my biggest shirt. Fortunately, I had some skirts and one of my sis’s sweaters, so that will not be happening.”
While posing for herself in the mirror, a sudden thought immediately made her freeze in her tracks, eyes widening as something dawned on her;
How am I going to turn Jake into a woman?
While, yes, she had been feeling ill when she changed, she had not been with anyone that day…or had she?
“Wait a minute, I do remember being at the store earlier that day when I spotted a woman with, well, these-or no, I actually think her boobs were smaller than these, geez,” she said, holding her hands out, then close against her chest, mimicking this woman that she is suddenly remembering, “Anyway, I was thinking to himself how much of a cow she looked like with those boobs. I think I even thought that they looked more like udders than boobs,” she reminisced, looking down at her own breasts, her eyes widening, and mouth hanging slightly slack. “Yeah, well, I’ve certainly got her beat in terms of which one of our bosoms are bigger,” she remarked to herself, shifting her hands to the center of her chest and squeezed down against her nipple, earning a sudden moan and jolt from her. “Geez, maybe I wasn’t too far on me turning into a cow. Meh, still better having giant tits than a huge unattractive gut.”

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“Yeah, no, I’m serious. Dude, I cannot come out tonight, I’m not feeling so good,” Ben said to his friend, Jake, over the phone. Minutes prior, Jake had called to ask if Ben was coming out for their usual drink at this local bar, but today Ben was not feeling like going out for a drink. Figured his friends could catch whatever virus had got him. “Yeah, I guess I’ll see ‘ya Monday. Ciao.” Ben hung up, stuffing the phone into his pants pocket, leaning back on the couch and groaning as his stomach ached again. It hit him in waves, but it seemed like those waves were becoming more frequent and painful. “Urgh, what is going on with me? I’ve been sick before, but this is…just bizarre. Usually when I get sick, I have to lay in bed for a day, but with this I’m actually able to sit in my freakin’ living room without any problems. What the hell have I caught?” he asked himself, staring down at his body. While staring, however, his eyes abruptly widened as he noticed two orbs press outwards against his t-shirt, hugging the two growing globes as it grew to full size. “What the-… WHAT THE-?!” Ben exclaimed as he noticed other changes occurring simultaneously throughout his body…

“No, for fucking real, I am not kidding around here. I literally transformed into a girl right in front of my own fucking eyes!” Ben nearly screamed into the phone, getting more concerned every other second she heard her new higher pitched female voice come out her mouth. Ben immediately furrowed her brows as she heard her friend’s response. “NO, I’m still not going drinking with you guys. I mean, what if you guys catch what I’ve got?” she asked. Her friend, seemingly, did not have a problem with becoming a woman. “Well, you can stop by tomorrow if you want tits so bad, but not tonight. Oh, and Jake; don’t fucking tell anyone about this! I am only telling you because your friend, and doing it tomorrow you probably wouldn’t believe me, so please keep a lid on it… Okay, bye.” With a simple click of a button the man and former-man’s conversation ended, leaving Ben sitting alone on her couch. She looked down at her body, considering herself fortunate now that her sister always left a spare change of clothes for whenever she visited her bro-er-sister now.
Minutes earlier, following her transformation, Ben had rushed to the bathroom where she checked herself out; discovering that her originally short and black hair was no longer. At first, she did not notice, but her hair was a shade of dark-red. Her face was obviously feminine, sporting new female features such a chiseled chin, plumper lips, and longer lashes. In all honesty, she was very attractive. If she had not been that exact same woman, she would not have hesitated to ask out. Her waist was flat and toned, with a caved-in waist that actually helped emphasize her new wide hips and the two softly padded cheeks behind her. Her own little cushion to sit on. Arms and legs were slender, though, her thighs had thickened, further adding to her overall female appearance. Her breasts were nice and big, coming in at B-cups-
GROWL GURGLE
Suddenly, before Ben could continue thinking about the first few minutes after her transformation, her attention was abruptly drawn back down towards her stomach as it made loud rumbling noises. Groaning through gritted teeth, and with her eyes clenched, she reached down and grabbed her belly, holding it as the aching returned with a triple vengeance. “Ohhh, what now?” she asked, groaning in discomfort. The pain intensified, before immediately culminating in her belly pushing outwards, denting her sister’s blouse as her tummy distended bigger and rounder. “Ah, what’s happening?! Why is my belly now suddenly getting bigger?” she exclaimed, reaching down and grabbing her stomach, holding it as the mound inflated bigger and bigger. It easily surpassed a muffin top and a chubby belly, causing the buttons to strain as blouse tightly hugged her belly, forcing a moaning Ben to quickly undo the buttons on her blouse, before grabbing her belly as it lurched forward, now free from its constraints. The shirt underneath the blouse’s waistband steadily rode up along her growing gut, exposing ever more flesh with every inch added. Holding her belly’s underside, her eyes continually widened again and again as her stomach swelled outwards in her hand, with faint bits of skin spilling out between her fingers, adding further stress to her ever-expanding gut. If she did not already feel like a pig, she most certainly felt like a cow now due to his heavily inflated “udder” protruding from her originally svelte waist. “God, look at me. I’m so big I look pregnant,” Ben sobbed, only to abruptly gasp as a thought popped into her head, “Oh my god, what if that is what’s happening to me!” she exclaimed. “What if me passing on beautiful, fertile women means that I am now being punished by being turned into a woman and then impregnated with the children I could have had?!” she asked herself, her jaw hanging wide open at the thought that this might be what is going on with her turning into a woman and suddenly growing a huge belly. “Man, if the universe wants me to settle down there are easier ways of doing that beside turning me into a chick and then filling me belly with babies,” she complained now furrowing her brows as she glared blankly and confusedly at her enormous belly.
GLOOORRP RUMBLE
Suddenly, after asking herself that particular question aloud, she abruptly groaned as her belly began rumbling and gurgling uncomfortably once again. “Oh come on, not my boobs too! I’m already huge as is!” she whined, watching her B-cups begin stretching outwards, steadily growing bigger, yet remaining perky…
“Okay, this…could actually be kinda interesting,” she remarked, a smile forming on her face as her breasts continued growing.

*The next morning*
“Yeah, I’m not kidding. I’m no longer fat and my tits are huge,” Ben said, sitting on the couch with her friend, Jake, on the phone, her friend’s shocked response blaring on the other end which made her giggle, humored by his jealous tone. She giggled again as Jake asked the one obvious question that she was waiting for. “No, I don’t know how it works. Remember, I got ill and then just suddenly turned into this, well, first I got really fat but now I’m like really busty. Like, I thought your sister’s boobs were big, but these put your sister’s to shame. Sorry,” she apologized after bringing her friend’s sister into all of this. “Aaanyway, get your fat ass on down here and I’ll give you something to be really proud of,” she said, before hanging up the call, stuffing the phone into her bra. The breast spot for someone to keep their phone, although, that probably applies more to girls than it does to guys. Sighing happily, she smacked her arms down on her legs, staring down at her beautifully bulbous chest, her hands gravitating up towards the ample bosom, squeezing it in an arousing manner that made her bite her lip. Standing up from the couch, she walked over towards the nearby full-length mirror in the living room and smiled at her reflection as she began posing in it. Bending forward, her big breasts drooped downwards, resembling large pendulums as she gripped the bloated globes. Standing back up, she turned around, bending forwards slightly as she presented her ass to the mirror, shaking it, giggling as her soft backside jiggled. “Damn, and I thought I was big before with that belly, but I honestly prefer the big boobs over being fat, or, hell, even just pregnant.” Sitting there on the couch, Ben froze, her smile deteriorating slightly. “Yeeeah, now that I’m hearing that out loud it does seem pretty ridiculous to think that I was actually getting pregnant rather than just plain fat,” she thought aloud. “Still, I look forward to taking these moneymakers out for a test run, after I’ve…done whatever the it was that did this to me in the first place to Jake. Get him started on his own path to womanhood.” Her smile returned, spreading from ear-to-ear as she groped her boobs. “Man, it’s a good thing my sister is so lazy with leaving her clothes over here whenever she’s by, otherwise I’d probably have to meet Jake wearing nothing but my biggest shirt. Fortunately, I had some skirts and one of my sis’s sweaters, so that will not be happening.”
While posing for herself in the mirror, a sudden thought immediately made her freeze in her tracks, eyes widening as something dawned on her;
How am I going to turn Jake into a woman?
While, yes, she had been feeling ill when she changed, she had not been with anyone that day…or had she?
“Wait a minute, I do remember being at the store earlier that day when I spotted a woman with, well, these-or no, I actually think her boobs were smaller than these, geez,” she said, holding her hands out, then close against her chest, mimicking this woman that she is suddenly remembering, “Anyway, I was thinking to himself how much of a cow she looked like with those boobs. I think I even thought that they looked more like udders than boobs,” she reminisced, looking down at her own breasts, her eyes widening, and mouth hanging slightly slack. “Yeah, well, I’ve certainly got her beat in terms of which one of our bosoms are bigger,” she remarked to herself, shifting her hands to the center of her chest and squeezed down against her nipple, earning a sudden moan and jolt from her. “Geez, maybe I wasn’t too far on me turning into a cow. Meh, still better having giant tits than a huge unattractive gut.”