I nearly screamed in sheer panic, “Are you fucking kidding me?”
The guy in front of me shushed me, “Calm down!”
This time I screamed, “I will not fucking calm down. You turned me into a fucking girl!!!”
The guy turned around and looked at some writing on the wall and I heard him mumble to himself, “Now where did I go wrong in my formula?”
I continued screaming, “Are you fucking paying attention? I’m a god damn girl because of you.”
He looked over at his shoulder, “Hey at least your skinny now.”
I huffed, “Fuck you. You still turned me into a fucking girl.”
He looked back at his notes, “A hot young girl at that.”
I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror.
This morning when I woke up I was a man. An overweight old man going by the name of James Harmon. I stood about 6’1″, weighed in the neighborhood of 320 lbs. I was 47 years old married with 3 children. I had balding grey hair. I had a decent career working with my brother as a chemical engineer for a pharmaceutical company.
My brother, who on most days was a chemical genius but at the moment I think he’s a moron who screwed up in OUR chemical workings, is Doug Harmon. He stood about 5’9″ weighed in the neighborhood of 200 lbs with grey hair and is 53 years old.
Now I’m a girl. I looked in the mirror and noticed I looked to be in my very early twenties. I had shrank to I think 5’4” but that’s just a guess. I knew I was now under 6’. And by guessing I looked like I weighed about 110 lbs at the most. I was very skinny. My balding head was replaced with a full head of brown hair that went to mid back. I turned to look at my ass and even I was impressed. Then I faced the mirror and put my hands to my breasts. I felt them and I’ll admit when I met my wife I always thought she had the perfect breasts when we first met her C cup was awesome but after three kids her cup has shrunk a little bit and they are drooping. My breasts were firm and felt like a large C small D.
I turned side to side checking myself out. Over the years I have always been over weight as a male. I think my lowest I had ever been was 220 but that was in high school. But in my adult years I’ve always fluctuated from 300 to 350lbs. I have tried everything from diet and exercise to surgery but nothing.
When I went into chemical engineering my brother and I kind of made a pact to use our knowledge to secretly create a functioning miracle diet pill that actually fucking worked during our off times.
After 20 years lots of study and even more time diligently testing each phase of our secret miracle diet formula. And our formula turned me into a female six hours after I took it.
One minute I was a fat old guy and I took the formula. After I drank it within 20 minutes I fainted, then five hours later I woke being a female. A skinny hot female. A skinny young hot female.
Ok in one aspect one would argue that the formula worked I went from being over weight to skinny. But the fact that it turned me from a guy to a girl wasn’t what we were exactly going for.
Maybe we should put that in the disclaimer if we decide to patent this.
I looked and looked and admitted out loud, “I have to admit for being a girl I am pretty hot.”
My brother spoke, “Well hopefully this formula is temporary or you will have to do a lot of explaining.”
I lightly chuckled, “Hey I was thinking the same thing. My wife won’t believe me and my oldest son will probably want to fuck me. And my oldest daughter will be jealous of my curves. Not to mention my youngest will not understand.”
My brother turned around to face me, “Well you can stay in my basement and I can tell your family you had to go on an unexpected trip for work.”
I scratched my head, “That’ll probably fool the wife and kids for a few days. What about my job?”
My brother scratched his head, “Well for the most part our boss won’t notice your coming and going for at least a month. Three months if you only work nights and do your work tops.”
I looked at him straight faced, “And what about Harvey our security guard. He’ll definitely notice.”
We spent the next two hours talking about how I can go about without getting noticed. My brother already made a call to my wife that me and a few other colleagues have to go to a conference I was a last minute addition. My wife was used to these types of calls and told my brother to tell me to let her know when I would land safely. Then we emailed my boss that I was going to be doing some late night testing with my brother on our current work project.
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I awoke on the cot my brother had laid out for me in his basement that he turned into his little hideaway from his family before his wife passed away and kids moved out to start on their own lives. I was awaken to a sudden need to pee a sensation I was accustomed to growing old but it was like every couple of hours I looked to the clock and realized I slept an incredible 10 hrs a feat I haven’t accomplished since I was in high school.
I didn’t know whether I should jump up and down for joy for sleeping so long or sleeping without having to pee at least two times throughout the night.
Still I bolted once my bladder told me I had to pee. And came my first realization what had happened the night before.
Let me tell you it was a surprise to remember I could no longer straddle the toilet and let her rip. I pissed all over myself and had to quickly turn around and plop down on the toilet to finish peeing.
Hahaha yourself it wasn’t funny at the moment. And it sure as fuck wasn’t funny cleaning up my pee.
Granted in my haste when I reached down to grab my dick to guide the oncoming stream into the toilet should have been my first indication to turn around and sit but I simply straddled the toilet because I didn’t feel the usual morning wood that associated with sleeping so long without having to pee.
And yes I had completely forgotten that I had changed from a guy to a girl. And no I didn’t notice I now had female tits I was used to my fat man boobs.
I need coffee.
I walked up to see my brother had already gotten up before me and had already had his coffee, his usual oatmeal, and was already gone. When I got up to his kitchen there was a note on his counter next to the coffee pot.
I unfolded the note.
‘Went to run some errands before work tonight. We need to take same sample before we go back to work. I left some oatmeal in the microwave and there’s coffee in the pot. I should be back shortly.’
I crumbled the note and went over to the coffee pot where my brother had nicely left a mug out. I quickly poured a cup and took my first sip.
The moment the coffee hit my lips I quickly ran over to the sink and spit out the coffee.
Strange. Normally when my brother brewed coffee I enjoyed whatever he brewed. But strangely this pot was particularly disgusting.
So either my taste buds changed when my body changed or this particular pot of coffee didn’t come out normal like my brother has brewed a million times in the past.
I shrugged and went over to the microwave and typed in 1:00 to reheat the oatmeal. After it beeped that it was ready I pulled it out and once the aroma hit my nostrils my stomach growled in agony realizing I hadn’t eaten anything since a couple of hours before my sex changing elixir hit my body.
I took one mouth full and slowly chewed on the warm mush. Then something odd happened after I swallowed the urge to continue eating evaporated and my stomach rolled making me instantly putting the bowl down and running back to the bathroom.
I did a flying kick through my brother’s bathroom and rushed to hug the toilet and introduce it with my female face.
After a few heaves of whatever was in my stomach which wasn’t much.
Once I was done I felt completely light headed and passed out.
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