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I was glad to be finishing high school. I’d gotten into a good university but unfortunately hadn’t managed to escape the main reason why my high school experience was so miserable – my bully, Clint. Clint would frequently harass me for my effeminate appearance and voice, frequently making homophobic remarks towards me, calling me a sissy.
However, I have come up with a plan at how to get back at Clint. It’s well known in the town that Clint’s dad is very much a player. Despite having to look after a teenage son, Clint’s dad – Graeme – somehow manages to pull every night he goes out. It was obvious why; despite being middle-aged, Graeme has a rugged handsomeness to him that meant he could have his choice of just about any woman he met.
I knew that the way to enact my revenge on Clint was through Graeme, and the most effective way to do that was by transforming myself into a woman. Not only was I aware of the irony given Clint’s mockery of my effeminate form, but he wasn’t wrong when it came to my sexuality. To put it plainly, managing to make it home with Graeme would tick two boxes.
I went shopping to get the outfit required to enact the plan. I bought a pair of fishnet leggings, a black leotard (I already had a matching corset) as well as some white cuffs, a collar, and a pair of bunny ears. Given that it was the Easter season, I figured a theme would increase my chances of success. Once I’d gotten the stripper boots that I kept under my bed, my outfit was ready. All that was left to do was start the transformation.
That evening before the plan was set to start, I took a TG needle, and – after withdrawing the correct dosage – injected it in my upper arm. I could feel the serum starting to work as I slowly began to feel drowsier and drowsier. As my eyes slowly fluttered shut, I could feel all my body hair begin to recede and my skin smooth.
Stuck in a state of half-sleep, I could feel my whole body begin to bubble. I could feel my relatively feeble legs begin to become voluptuous as my calves and thighs grew, with a growing ass to compliment it. As my waist cracked inwards, my ass grew to such an extent I felt my pelvis move up a few inches. As the changes moved up my torso, I felt my shoulders begin to lose what little broadness they had. I could feel my armpit hair slowly recede, as my arms lost mass, mass that made its way into my chest. By far the most pleasurable sensation so far was feeling breasts begin to grow out of my chest. As my alveoli became larger, my nipples became erect. My breathing became heavier as the fabric of my duvet rubbed against them. I began to fall more and more to sleep, I could feel my penis begin to shrink, as my hips started pushing outwards.

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Full story on my Patreon - www.patreon.com/posts/reinvent…

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I was glad to be finishing high school. I’d gotten into a good university but unfortunately hadn’t managed to escape the main reason why my high school experience was so miserable – my bully, Clint. Clint would frequently harass me for my effeminate appearance and voice, frequently making homophobic remarks towards me, calling me a sissy.
However, I have come up with a plan at how to get back at Clint. It’s well known in the town that Clint’s dad is very much a player. Despite having to look after a teenage son, Clint’s dad – Graeme – somehow manages to pull every night he goes out. It was obvious why; despite being middle-aged, Graeme has a rugged handsomeness to him that meant he could have his choice of just about any woman he met.
I knew that the way to enact my revenge on Clint was through Graeme, and the most effective way to do that was by transforming myself into a woman. Not only was I aware of the irony given Clint’s mockery of my effeminate form, but he wasn’t wrong when it came to my sexuality. To put it plainly, managing to make it home with Graeme would tick two boxes.
I went shopping to get the outfit required to enact the plan. I bought a pair of fishnet leggings, a black leotard (I already had a matching corset) as well as some white cuffs, a collar, and a pair of bunny ears. Given that it was the Easter season, I figured a theme would increase my chances of success. Once I’d gotten the stripper boots that I kept under my bed, my outfit was ready. All that was left to do was start the transformation.
That evening before the plan was set to start, I took a TG needle, and – after withdrawing the correct dosage – injected it in my upper arm. I could feel the serum starting to work as I slowly began to feel drowsier and drowsier. As my eyes slowly fluttered shut, I could feel all my body hair begin to recede and my skin smooth.
Stuck in a state of half-sleep, I could feel my whole body begin to bubble. I could feel my relatively feeble legs begin to become voluptuous as my calves and thighs grew, with a growing ass to compliment it. As my waist cracked inwards, my ass grew to such an extent I felt my pelvis move up a few inches. As the changes moved up my torso, I felt my shoulders begin to lose what little broadness they had. I could feel my armpit hair slowly recede, as my arms lost mass, mass that made its way into my chest. By far the most pleasurable sensation so far was feeling breasts begin to grow out of my chest. As my alveoli became larger, my nipples became erect. My breathing became heavier as the fabric of my duvet rubbed against them. I began to fall more and more to sleep, I could feel my penis begin to shrink, as my hips started pushing outwards.