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Laid out across the grass, a thin picnic blanket on his back, Ryan let out a gentle sigh as he stared up into the starry night sky. Countless of others dotted the grassy field, family and friends muttering amongst themselves underneath the moonlight as they watched the sky attentively, watching for anything magical. Tonight was the night of a meteor shower, with the news spread across the town like wildfire to give the celestial event some publicity. It’s not every day the stars align in such a way, so Ryan had decided to make plans and go out, find a place to see the sky, preferably somewhere without a ton of light pollution.

Really, it was surprising how big of a turnout this had been. The town had really banded together to see this celestial shower, like it was a yearly, national show of fireworks. It kind of spoiled the mood, though. A gentle, serene moment with your eyes lost upon the sea of stars, the Milky Way stretched across the sky as twinkling streaks of light shot across the sky. That moment was lost when you had a crowd to dwell within, especially with small businesses capitalising on the event with stalls off to the side, the distant sizzle of a barbeque beginning to drift off as it got late, those impatient for dinner sated and just waiting for the show to begin.

But even the stars lost their lustre when waiting with a longing stare and Ryan’s gaze turned to the side, a gentle sigh letting loose form his lips as his cheek rested against the thin fabric of the picnic blanket. His eyes captured the sight of many people, families, friends, strangers and couples. Especially couples, a man and his girlfriend, dressed in smart, casual clothes as they laid back on pillows staring up to the sky. She was smaller than him, nestled close to his chest and lightly cuddling as they talked and laughed among themselves. She seemed cute, too; affectionate, caring and adorable. He couldn’t help himself but feel jealous. With a gentle sigh Ryan shook his head with a weak smile, thinking to himself. God, I wish I could have a girl to myself like that.

A streak of light flashed across the dark sky as the idle wish passed his mind, the crowd hushing in unison before they all looked up in awe. His gaze turned to follow the eyes of the couple he was staring at, looking up at the sky to catch the glimpse of yet another shining streak of light. The sky reflected in his eyes as he gave a smile, leaning back as the crowd began to clamour once more in excitement as the meteor shower happened overhead. Each passing shooting star sent mystical chills down his spine, a pleasurable tingling spreading across his scalp. Ryan simply rest across his picnic blanket and enjoy the show.

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With the show over after a few minutes of celestial enjoyment, the late night movie-goers watching the star-speckled screen began to pack up their blankets, walking back to their cars in the carparks, on the streets or even merely catching late night transportation home. As Ryan folded up his blanket, carrying it with him back to his small, modest car, he couldn’t shake that strange, magical feeling off his shoulders. It clung loosely, like gentle hands of a good friend as he rolled his shoulders, the strange warmth settling in his stomach.

He put the picnic blanket in the trunk of the car, closing the door firmly as he got into the driver’s seat, accidentally sitting on his DS in the process, groaning as he had to flick on the light and pull it out from under him, staring at it before placing it in the back seat without too much worry. It was late and he just wanted to get home. Thankfully a ten minute drive wasn’t too taxing on the mind and eyes.

Starting up the car, he let out a gentle sigh as he ruffled his hair, brushing it into place… shivering as he did so. Each strand sent the same strange shivers over his scalp and down his spine, almost feeling the hair itself be… silkier. He paused, his key in the ignition as he stared at his hand with a suspicious stare… before shrugging it off. Home, bed. Some sleep after such a relaxing evening would be great.

The engine revved and kicked into gear as the gentle hum of the car pulled out of the parking space and began to drive away, pulling onto the road and beginning his journey home. After Ryan was free of the traffic from all the people trying to leave at once, the drive home was an easy ride… if it weren’t for the quickly developing sensations that spread across his body. Every inch of his skin began to tingle, each hair standing on end underneath his clothing. A sinking, uncomfortable feeling dropped through his stomach as he began to sweat, finding it harder to concentrate on the road as his grip on the wheel loosened, finding it hard to clench his hands together. Was he suddenly ill? It… must’ve been the hot dog he bought from the stall vendor while waiting for the meteor shower.

Only a few minutes away from home, with his back muscles tensing up against the soft back seat of the car, the sensations getting more and more intense as his heart began to pound more in his chest. He turned the corner into the quiet, suburban streets leading towards his house, as his chest felt heavy, swallowing the saliva that had built up in his mouth. There was something very, very wrong. Had he been poisoned? Drugged? No one could get this ill this quick otherwise…

To make matters worse, as he rubbed his legs together, seeing his house in his headlights, he was getting… aroused. His face was beginning to become flushed, a boner rising in his jeans for no apparent reason as he finally pulled into the driveway, parking on a slight angle which he couldn’t give a fuck about right now. Turning off the engine, with a deep breath he opened his car door and almost collapsed on the concrete driveway, falling to his knees before getting to his weak legs, longer hair shaking itself loose from his shoulders… not like he knew at the moment.

Stumbling to his feet, closing the car door behind him, Ryan hobbled towards his front door, fumbling with his keys as he tried to let himself inside. His smooth and slender fingers betrayed him, too delirious and horny to really notice the changes at this time as he finally bested the lock, pushing the door open and immediately using the wall as an aid to keep him upright. Using the wall to guide him, he followed it to the nearby living room, flicking on the light and collapsing onto the couch, breathing heavily and frequently as he worked to get his looser jeans off his body, kicking off his shoes as he quickly stripped to satiate his sudden urges.

Only now, as he threw his shirt onto the floor to take off his undershirt did he notice something wrong. The growing, small, but growing contours of his chests, mere speed bumps at the moment… but he could see them, growing bit by bit, becoming firmer by the second. His already pounding heart began to feel like it could explode as confused panic began to set it, but what he so desperately needed beat it out, shoving a hand into his underpants as he began to strip his undershirt off, revealing the rising breasts and erect nipples underneath. His chest was hairless, body smooth, shoulders no longer square and rigid but instead soft, cuter… more effeminate.

But even his urge to masturbate was met with confused dread as he felt his dick, once proudly standing tall in his pants seem shrunken and puny now, the precum slick across his hands as he tried to pump as much as he could on his rapidly shrinking shaft. His brown hair flowed down around him, the silky smooth strands sticking to his slick and sweaty body as he cocked his head back, eyes shining a deep blue as panted in the blistering humid air. Even as his testes shrivelled away, being pulled inside him as the tiny nub that was her penis, she continued to try to masturbate, yet the motions were different. Moving her fingers in and out of her new, slick vagina, she blinded herself with a pleasure so intense that she couldn’t stop herself, thrusting her wider hips into the air as she tried to fuel her carnal urges. Her breasts bounced as they swelled with every motion, into firm D-cups as her thighs and ass plumped up, firm and soft and perfectly round.

Eventually, finally, her sex drive was satisfied and her stamina ran out, throwing her head back as her eyes dilated, a strangled, girly, high-pitched moan emanating from her vocal chords as she had the best orgasm she’s ever felt, spasming gently as her slick hand drew out from her slit, passing out on the couch with it stained with her juices.

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Groggy and still shaken from the ordeal of last night, the new girl woke up on the couch with morning sun streaming through the living room window. Her head throbbing like she had been afflicted with a terrible hangover, she rolled off the couch, her clothes strewn around her as she began to slowly journey to the bathroom. Her head was in disarray… and she was in no state of mind to feel panic or anything of the sort. Just… figuring this shit out would be a blessing.

Her naked body was strangely perfect in a way. Long, brown hair that gently brushed just above her above-average rear, with skin clean and smooth… well, at least when she had her eventual shower. Her breasts were large, yet perky, gently bouncing with each slow step. Her face… if it weren’t for the expressions of strain and regret, it would be a pretty sight to be, cute with its signs of youth and a smile to die for. Opening the door to the bathroom, she hobbled in, her head facing down as she rested her hands on the basin sink, giving herself a few moments to collect her sleepy self. Taking a deep breath… and letting it out.

Splashing some water on her face, she had enough of looking at her ample chest before looking up at the mirror, taking a second for them to go wide, showing the pretty, deep blue irises as she peered closer. Her fingers touched her cheeks, pulling the skin taut and taking in every aspect of this body. Something… seemed off, though. This body, the… person staring back at her seemed familiar… As a bit of experiment play, she began to style her hair. Her hands did the magic themselves; making curled buns of hair, twintails trailing off out of them as the realisation hit her, letting her hair drop as her eyes sparkled.

“No way…” Her voice, higher pitched yet sweet in tone spoke to the empty air. “I’m… Rosa?!”
A giddy smile crossed Rosa’s face, beginning to laugh and giggle at the revelation, hopping up and down with her unsupported chest bouncing around with her, before she spoke again, staring at herself in the mirror in adoration, beginning to feel herself up with deep fascination. “Oh my god, fuck yes!” She hefted her chest, squeezing the flesh as a slight blush came over her face. “I somehow really won the lottery here… but how?”

She began to think, letting go of her chest and putting her hand to her chin, pacing around on the tiled floor and thinking of any weird incidents that could’ve occurred for this to happen to her. Nothing absurd or outstanding happened over the last week… which only left the meteor shower. Rosa looked up as she thought about it, puzzling it out… thinking back to the wish she had made last night.

A great big grin crossed her face before she shook her head in resigned disbelief, laughing to herself quietly as she moved back in front of the mirror to look at her naked self. “I can’t believe my wish came true…” She mused to herself before beaming at her own reflection, beginning to play with herself once more.

“These are great!” She muttered to herself, giving her firm boobs and ass a firm squeeze and feeling their size and shape, working herself up once again. Life for Ryan, now Rosa, was about to get a hell of a lot more interesting...