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Jay looked around the vicinity, wondering where the note in front of him came from. He frowned. There were nothing but other students, heads low rummaging through thick textbooks and lax clicking on their brightly lit laptops. No one gave off any indication that they had just thrown the folded piece of paper at him. Sighing, Jay unfolded the neat square that he held in his hands, and was greeted by a lengthy message:

“Greetings, sir or madam. You’ve managed to come into possession of the wishing note! Consider yourself a lucky one, as it has now chosen you as its next wisher.”

Jay snorted. A magic wishing note. Right. That is just too elementary. His eyes continued reading,

“No doubt you do not believe what is being conveyed right now and thus if you choose not to, go ahead and toss this note away. It will simply move on to the next wayward soul in this universe. However, if you do choose to accept this gift, please follow the following instructions:

1) Think of your deepest desire, something that you’ve always wanted

2) Write it down on this note as detailed as possible, beginning with I wish…

3) Once you are done writing down the wish, the words that you write down will vanish. Do not panic, as it’s all a part of the magic

4) Be sure to dispose of the note after the wish has been fulfilled. The cosmic wheel continues to turn, and if the note is not passed on, dire consequences may follow.”

Jay blinked. He was considering at just rolling up this paper and tossing it into the trashcan next to him, but the instructions have caught his eye. The words that you write will vanish? He tapped his pen against his mouth, this I gotta see... He glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was getting late, and he had to head back to his house soon. But what is my deepest wish?

Money? Hell, wealth would almost grant him anything. A brand new gaming desktop, a new car… even pay off his goddamn student loans that he’s currently accumulating. But then again…

Money can’t buy friends. That was the moral that was always accompanied in silly fairytales. And as much as he hated it, Jay did believe that having too much wealth would only bring in trouble. Besides, with his major and the college he’s going to, he should be able to net a steady job and earn a decent living.

Naw, money’s too convenient. Good health? A bit lame, but pratical… Closing his eyes, he thought about what he’s always wanted…

Jay couldn’t help but blush.

No way. Jay felt a tinge of guilt and snuck some glances around him. He knows no one can read his thoughts but he had just thought of his deepest, most secretive desire.

To be a girl…

Jay always felt awkward. Quiet and reclusive, he often finds himself disgusted by loud and gung-ho type of people, which somehow often turns up to are the males that he often meets. Thus, having a small circle of female friends, Jay felt at home, often listening quietly to them and offering “guy advice,” even if he personally have never been in a relationship. He often silently wishes he could be one of them, thus to be closer and not have to be awkward when they hug him or get close to him.

Hell yeah he’s friend zoned, but he never really considered himself as “interested” in his female companions. Often times, he considered himself as just one of them.

With this note… Jay once again glanced down at the note in front of him. Steeling his confidence, he gripped his pen and began writing.

“I wish that over the next week, I would slowly transform into a girl. With that said, I wish to retain my current memories, but also gain feminine memories of how to perform basic female actions, such as doing hair, skin care, fashion sense, etc.

Along with that, I wish that as I slowly transition onto the other side, no one will find this odd, and will treat me normally as I am at that point.” Pausing, Jay leaned back. He couldn’t believe he’s actually doing this. Although a part of him tells himself to not get excited as this was just a stupid elementary prank, he couldn’t help but wish it was true. It feels good to let out his secret desires. He grinned and continued.

“Let’s do it like this. The first three and a half days I will go through “reverse puberty” of my male gender, with my penis slowly disappearing. During this period, people will treat me as a guy. At the midpoint, I will be genderless, with no genitals. During this time, I will not need to urinate, defecate, or eat. Fortunately, this midpoint will last only one hour. Once past the midpoint though, my female reproductive system will start developing, and female puberty begins. Reality will shift and I will be seen as a regular girl. This will progress until the end of the seventh day, where female puberty will complete and I will be a normal 21 year old girl in college. In the end, reality would be as if I was born as a girl, not a guy.”

“During the changes, please allow my lifestyle to change along with me, such as clothes fitting me perfectly, people treating me as such, etc.” Jay hummed to himself. He knew this should be part of the “reality change” that he mentioned earlier, but it doesn’t hurt to reemphasize… just in case if the note misinterprets something. He chuckled to himself. Since when did I begin believing this note as a magical entity? He shook his head, grinning. Well, might as well go the whole way and utilize it to the fullest… just in case if it is real.

His pen continued to scratch on the paper. “In the end, I will end up as a fit, modest girl with high intelligence studying for her EE degree. Essentially I will be the female version of myself, but always attractive, have good health, and respected.”

Well, Jay thought, that should cover everything. With that, he glanced down at the note. Nothing happened. Frowning, Jay quickly scribbled in, “That is my wish. Please make it come true.” Holding his breath, Jay waited for something, anything to happen. For a minute when nothing changed, he was about to trash the note until he felt a tingle. Eyes widening, he saw the ink on the note slowly sink into the paper, quickly leaving it as blank as it was before.

“Holy crap,” he uttered aloud, before realizing that a few glances were thrown at his direction due to his sudden outburst. Cheeks reddening, Jay quickly swept the note into his backpack along with his belongings and got up. Eagerly walking through the library to make way to his car, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of giddiness slowly creep up through his chest. If this really is real… If this is real… He kept repeating to himself in his mind, legs carrying him quickly to the parking structure.

He couldn’t help but grin widely as he started his car, backing out to head home.

The first thing Jay did when he arrived back to his apartment was rush into the bathroom. Quickly stripping naked, he turned and stared at the mirror, scrutinizing his form for any changes. He was only met with disappointment as his plain old self stared back at him in the mirror. Sadly, Jay was never really the athletic type, nor was he considered obese. Perhaps the best word to describe him was merely “average.” Placing a hand on his gut he sighed deeply. Of course nothing would have been different. I wished for a slow change. The thought only aroused him. Wonder what I would look like as a girl… smirking, he slowly slid into the shower and turned on the water.

After bathing himself, Jay slowly made his way to his desk and pulled out the note in his backpack. Unfolding it, he looked down at the blank page, reaffirming himself that what happened in the library really did happen. With nothing else to do, he clicked off the light and flopped down into his bed. Perhaps the next morning would bring more noticeable changes.

Jay was awoken to the blaring sound of his alarm. Groaning, he quickly hit the snooze button and pulled the sheets over his head. Laying still, he closed his eyes to try to sleep for another 10 minutes… until he suddenly recalled the events of last night. Eyes fluttering open, a renewed energy filled him as he quickly got up and looked down at himself. With the lights off, he couldn’t really see anything so he slid out of his bed and made his way to the bathroom. There he stood, still trying to make out if anything has changed.

Nothing caught his eye. Jay let out a snort of frustration. Figures. Should’ve never believed in such stupid fantasies.

Tinged with annoyance, Jay could only eat breakfast and get ready for his day of classes.

He first noticed it in the middle of the day, after a brain draining lecture. Feeling his bladder full, he made his way to the men’s restroom to relieve himself. As he fumbled around with his zipper, he reached in only to feel that something was… off. Frowning, he looked down at his shaft. He could swear that it was definitely larger before. A surge of excitement quickly followed. Was it happening? Looking around the restroom for signs of life, he gladly found that he was alone. After doing his business, he quickly moved to one of the stalls and clicked the lock behind him.

He gasped as he was greeted with what he saw. His pubic hair had thinned out, and his testicles were definitely smaller than before. At that thought, his rod surged to life, and he could only suppress a giddy giggle as the hope he felt in the morning came back into his mind. Noting to himself to rub one out later, he quickly pulled his pants back up and slinked out of the stall, hands in pocket to hide his boner. When he moved to the sink, he noticed that his hair was a bit shaggier, whereas his stubble around his mouth (he forgot to shave yesterday) seemed to be lighter.

I wonder what’s next, he thought to himself, now that it’s finally begun. Glancing down at his watch, he could only hope for the day to pass faster. Alas, he still had a few more classes to go before he can head back to the sanctuary of home.

Between each class, Jay made sure to go to the restroom to peak at the mirror and note if there were any other visible changes. By the end of the day, he could swear that he had gotten an inch or two shorter, as he started noticing people in class that were usually shorter than him starting to become almost eye level. When he got home, he stood in front of the mirror stark naked, looking down at his crotch. The pubic hair was almost gone now, and his cock was definitely shorter when erect. Reaching down, he started to slowly stroke his penis, rhythm slowly building as his hand went faster and faster. Oh god, just wait til’ I fuck myself as a girl… In his heated fervor, he imagined himself fingering feminine folds, in and out, in and out. With a spurt, Jay unleashed his load, tainting the bathroom counter with his seed. Panting, he quickly took out some tissues and cleaned up the mess. Grinning perversely, he wondered how an orgasm as a female would feel. He was taught in sex-ed that girls had multiple orgasms instead of having one massive one. Dear god, I can’t wait, he silently told himself.

Slipping into comfortable clothes after his shower, he sat down onto his desk to finish up his homework. Even with things swiftly changing around him, he told himself that school work still needs to be done.

After a couple of hours of homework and browsing the internet, Jay finally decided that it was time to call it a night. Turning off the light and heading to his bed, he could only fitfully lie there as he wondered what more changes the next day would bring.

It was definitely noticeable. Looking back at the mirror was an extremely feminine male, with narrow shoulders and thin, lanky arms. His shoulders were never too broad, but it was wide enough to be distinguishable to be a male torso. Not any more though. The hair around his groin region has disappeared, leaving behind smooth pale skin with almost prepubescent genitals. Jay was shocked at how much his package has shrunk over the period of just a day.

He was shorter now too, with the bathroom countertop reaching a little higher than his waist. One of the most pleasing changes was that his gut has shrunk, giving him a skinny lithe look. If he cross dressed, he could most definitely pass off as a girl. Satisfied, he quickly got dressed, noting that the clothes were now medium sized instead of XL.

So far, no one in class has given him a second glance, which was good in his book. He was a bit afraid that people will stare at him as he entered his classroom, but it seems like his fears were unwarranted. It was the second day and only now was his transformation noticeable, but it seems like the note did a good job adjusting reality for him. Sitting in the classroom, he couldn’t help but get annoyed at how he had to struggle to see the board, especially with an exceptionally tall group of frat boys sitting in front of him. Annoyed, Jay could only sit in silence as the professor droned on and on. Perhaps this was one of the drawbacks of being female; the height differences really weren’t brought to his attention until now. He briefly considered adding an addendum to his wish on the note, but after considering it, he decided to leave it be. You never know if something weird will happen if you change some magic note that’s already in action. Besides, he thought, I’m still considered a guy who’s effectively regressing… and I have absolutely no idea at how much growth spurt I’ll go through when going through female puberty.

After stopping by Chinese takeout to grab dinner, he unlocked his apartment door and plopped down on his couch. Tired from the whole day of lectures and labs, he was roughly considering to just sleep after dinner… partially to just see how much he’ll progress overnight. Walking back to the bathroom to glance at the mirror, he noticed that his changes seem to have slowed a bit during the day. The only difference from the morning was still his height. However, to his dismay, it did seem like he lost whatever little muscle mass he had. Giving an audible “huh,” he considered it as a fair tradeoff, as he had also lost majority of excess fat that he carried. Placing a hand to trace his cheeks, he realized that he had almost no trace of facial hair at all. Smiling, he looked down and also realized that his leg hair was also thinning out, giving more room to see his paling skin.

Chuckling to himself, he turned off the bathroom light and started on his dinner. Probably end up looking like a kid tomorrow, he told himself. Turning on his computer, he loaded up his favorite shows and proceeded to relax.

Groggily shifting in his sheets, Jay slowly awakened from his deep slumber. Sitting up, he groaned and looked around, only to be greeted by a child-like whine. Reaching his hand up and covering his mouth, he immediately snapped to attention.

“Hello, hello,” he tested aloud to himself. What he heard was a boy’s voice, almost barely reaching the edge of sexual development. Well, Jay thought to himself, this is certainly going to take some getting used to. Jumping out of bed, he suddenly realized at how much taller the bed was to him, making him almost stumble as he misjudged the distance. Quickly regaining balance and his composure, Jay quickly took a glance at his clock. 9:16. Damn, he definitely was late for class. Blinking, he suddenly remembered that he had a test in a couple of minutes.

“Shit!” he exclaimed, only to smile childishly at his outburst. Of all the nights spent online gaming, he sounded exactly like those 12 year old boys acting tough over Ventrilo and TeamSpeak. “Well, this should only last about a day,” he told himself, then hummed in amusement, until they all start hitting on me just because I’m a girl soon. He giggled to his own musings and quickly opened his closet. All of his clothes were strange looking. More fitting for a mature young adult, yet so small for an 11 year old child. To his amusement, it was basically his old clothes but shrunk down to extra small.

Quickly dressing himself and passing by the bathroom for a quick glance, he noted that he was definitely a spitting image of a young boy, not a college student. Stuffing an apple into his mouth and grabbing his keys and backpack, he quickly locked his apartment door and ran to his car.

Driving, surprisingly, wasn’t too bad of a challenge. Somehow it seemed that his car seat was elevated to fit his new height, and the pedals were easily reached. Hot damn, thank god for reality adjustments, Jay told himself, and smirked. The image of a kid taking a college level test was just too funny for him. Of course, if I didn’t write that part down today would’ve been a lot more interesting, he thought.

Other than the test, the day proceeded as usual. It was a good thing he had managed to cram a good amount of information before receiving the note, otherwise he would’ve been too excited about his changes to even remember anything. Although it was expected, Jay still couldn’t get over the fact that no one even batted an eye at the kid walking down the lecture hall aisle and sitting in the front row (mostly due to the fact that he was almost only 5’2” now). No, they didn’t even make a noise when he raised his hand and asked the professor questions in his high-pitched voice. Enjoying himself, Jay went to the restroom between each passing period to check up on his changes. Feeling his neck, his adam’s apple was completely gone. Figures, he told himself, and took down his pants in his stall. If the term “baby dick” meant anything, his current size probably would define it. His height seems to have reached a stopping point, as he hasn’t noticed any shrinking throughout the day. He did, however, notice that his voice did slowly get higher and higher, resulting in a very elementary sounding voice.

At the end of the day, Jay couldn’t really spot any other changes to his body, other than a very miniscule decrease in his genital size. He wasn’t even aware it can get that small. His bathroom sink counter came up to his stomach, which was a minor inconvenience when he was brushing his teeth. As he lay in his now too large bed, he pondered the next day, as it was going to be THE day where he makes the transition over into womanhood. Curling himself up into a fetal position, he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off into a dreamless slumber.

What sucked was that he didn’t even really notice the period when he crossed over. After a particularly interesting lab session, he absentmindedly headed towards the restroom, instinctively heading towards the door marked with the blue triangle. For a moment he couldn’t figure out why the people inside stared at him, wide eyed and puzzled. Stopping his steps when all heads turned to face him, he stared back, like a deer in headlights. His brain quickly processed the information.

Well, crap.

Blushing profusely, he quickly backed up and made a run into the girl’s restroom. Unable to make eye contact with anyone else, he quickly found an empty stall and locked himself in. Luckily for him, his wardrobe for the day was androgynous enough to be fit for both sexes, a foresight most definitely set up by the wishing note. The guys probably just thought of me as a weirdo girl, he told himself, and bit down on his lower lip without thinking. Blinking, he quickly caught himself doing such a feminine action and slowly peered down his pants. Pealing open his underwear, he could make out a smooth hairless crotch, accompanied by the faint outline of pink feminine folds near the bottom, albeit, a bit smaller than he expected. When…? He wondered to himself, as he realized that he had felt almost nothing change during his lab period. It was so subtle, but here he, no, “she” is now, sitting in the girl’s bathroom, prohibited by society to ever enter his previous gender’s restrooms. Hugging her arms around her legs while on the toilet, she waited for the other girls to leave the restroom so she can explore her body in peace. Nervously, Jay instinctively brushed a lock of her hair over her ear, listening intently at the other’s exits.

When she could no longer hear another soul in the room, she let out a sigh of relief and hopped back down onto the ground. Walking over to the mirror, she smiled brightly at what she saw.

Since this morning, her hair was growing at a rather rapid rate, getting more and more layered until it gave her an almost “shaggy” look. No doubt the hair is still short for a girl, but it’s long enough to still be a feminine cut. Although her face was still boyish, she expected it to change very soon. Instead of looking like a little boy now, she looked like… well, a little girl. With a boyish haircut. Well, it’ll be different very soon at this rate, she told herself. Reaching down into her pockets, she found her wallet, and looked at her ID. What she saw was a picture of how she looked like right now, with the only difference in her name being “Jaye” instead of “Jay.” Well, she thought, not very feminine, but at least I don’t have to respond to anything else. Her driver’s license just looked silly, with a little girl’s picture listed as “21 years old.” Smiling, she put her wallet back into her pocket and took one last look at herself in the mirror before letting out an excited squeal and heading back out.

By the time Jaye arrived home from the library (she tended to do homework on campus), her hair was already starting to almost touch the top of her back. She was also effectively taller than the morning, and somehow the clothes seemed to have adjusted to her height. No longer did the sink reach her stomach, but now at her waist. Looks like the growth spurt was the first thing to hit, she told herself, and smugly. Sliding her hands down the sides of her body, she noted that there were no curves. Yet. Perhaps tomorrow, she told herself. Her hands stopped at her waist, hovering above the enticing slit that she now has. She could feel herself getting aroused, the view of those folds right in front of her, part of her… She clenched her hands into a fist.

Not yet.

Hell, she doesn’t think she even really reached puberty yet. She wanted to save it for the special moment, when she is finally complete.

Stepping into the shower, she noticed that there were multiple body washes and other body care products now, half of which she didn’t even know existed. However, as if on autopilot, her body reached for a combination of different sweet smelling liquids and lathered her body in its soapy goodness. Never before has Jaye felt so good in a shower before, as the hot water trickled down her smooth skin. After drying up, Jaye realized that she had the towel wrapped up to her upper torso, rather than the usual “man skirt” style she used to do as a “he.” This is just weird, she told herself, it’s like muscle memory but more. Useful though. She grinned to herself as she found a large sleeping shirt and a pair of panties in her drawers. It turns out that all of her clothes have gone through a drastic change, loose jeans replaced by tight low cut jeans, shirts to blouses and female cut varieties, and boxers to panties. She even spotted a couple of dresses hanging in the corner of her closet. She was glad that she at least had a sense of fashion. Turning her attention back to the articles of sleepwear she placed on the bed, she quickly put on the shirt and slowly slid on the panties, the foreign feeling of the cotton tightly hugging her crotch sent shivers up her spine. Gotta get use to this now, she told herself, and curled up in the bed. The blankets felt cool against her smooth skin, and she conked out in a heartbeat.

During that night, she tossed and turned as her ovaries kicked into overdrive. Large amounts of estrogen released into her bloodstream, triggering the development of her secondary sex characteristics. She let out a small moan as her body steadily altered chemically. Beneath her rather flat chest, breast buds began to grow, developing steadily as she slept. It started as nothing at first, but slowly the area beneath her nipples began to perk up, with the areola expanding a bit in diameter. The steady rise and fall of Jaye’s chest is now accented by two small points jutting out from the rather large sleepwear that tented over her body. Groaning, she shuffled and wrapped herself up tight under the bed sheets, curling into a fetal position as the pale moon illuminated her developing figure.

When morning came, Jaye noticed that her chest was a bit tender, especially when she slid the shirt over her body. Smoothing it down, she realized that her chest has underwent a change overnight. Her nipples stuck out prominently under the shirt, creating two small nubs that protruded annoyingly out. The fabric’s constant rubbing wasn’t helping either, as the irritation over the points made Jaye rub her chest tenderly. Dull pain hit her as she pressed down, making her wince as she felt around, feeling the small mass under the nipples.

Never knowing that breasts were this sensitive during puberty, Jaye fumbled around the drawers to try to look for a bra to alleviate this discomfort. To her relief, behind her panties laid a pair of cotton bras. Taking it out, she frowned. It was extremely… underwhelming. But then again, it probably would fit like a glove. Sure enough, as she struggled briefly with the straps, she managed to get it on. Adjusting it a bit, she liked the feeling it gave, supportive and firm against her body, but soft enough to prevent the chafing of fabric against the sensitive nubs. Pulling on the rest of the ensemble of clothes, she noted that it was very different from her loose guy clothes she was so used to wearing. Tight, yet comfortable, the clothes fit her developing form well, tightly hugging the areas where her curves are to come in. Grinning to herself, she noted that she was still rather undeveloped, a comparable to a straight stick. Hopefully that’ll change soon, Jaye told herself.

As the day wore on, Jaye kept ducking into the women’s restroom to catch glimpses of her transformation. Her face has slowly become more and more feminine over the hours, as her cheek were more gently curved, lips a bit more full, accenting a female face over her old identity. Of course, it still did look like “him,” but a female version of it.

It was during late afternoon on one of her routine trips to check up when she noticed something… off. Most of the time she was staring at her own hair, at how it became finer and silkier, accompanying its growth down to her shoulders. This time however, there was something different, but she couldn’t put her finger on it… until she turned to the side. Jutting out a bit more precariously, her breasts have begun to get more pronounced against her previously flat figure. A gentle round protrusion stuck out of her profile.

Breasts. Jaye was actually quite surprised at how fast it was developing, and without her noticing too. Finding herself a stall, she quickly went in and unbuttoned the shirt and looked down. Sure enough, the breast buds she had this morning have quickly blossomed into a pert A cup, her nipples and areola grown in diameter to be better fit for a woman.

Sheepishly, she noted that the bra that she was wearing has silently adjusted to her growing orbs, supporting what little she had. Gently touching a nipple, an electric like sensation sped down her spine. Yep, still sensitive as hell. Buttoning herself up, she was still coming into terms to herself that just a few days ago, she was a guy. A guy, for god’s sake. Now here she was, growing boobs. She could not deny that she was thoroughly enjoying this. She did wish for it, after all.

Exiting the restroom, she walked down the hall with her arms crossed across her chest, feeling a bit shy at her new assets. They were actually still quite small when compared to the other girls in her class, so she secretly wished that it would advance faster.

She was much taller now. Oh yes, much taller. Overnight, it seems as if the expected growth spurt hit her like a truck, as Jaye had quickly gained a feet of growth from her starting height when she crossed over to the female side. Muttering to herself, Jaye could only estimate that she was probably now about 5’ 8”, a relatively comfortable height. Wonder if I’ll get any taller, she thought to herself as she stared back into the mirror, absentmindedly patting her hair dry from the morning shower. She somehow hoped that this was it, as she didn’t want to be a hulking woman but rather just of an average height. Humming to herself she quickly slid on her bra and panties effortlessly, along with the rest of her fashionable set that hugged closely to her developing figure. Smiling, Jaye enjoyed how the whole ensemble felt on her… everything just felt so… right. Today, she wore a deep blue tank top and beige capris as she had seen on the forecast that it was going to be a relatively hot day.

Perhaps… maybe the pool sometime? She asked herself and quickly decided to rummage through her drawers to find appropriate swimwear later that night. Huffing and blowing a couple of strands of hair away from her petite face, she quickly grabbed the messenger bag that hung on her computer chair, noting in the back of her head that it was a backpack the day before. Shrugging, she checked out how nice it looked on her and quickly headed out the door to her lab classes.

One thing Jaye did notice, was that girls tended to approach her a lot more to talk, while guys acted a bit more polite around her. She giggled to herself as the guy sitting across from her in her enzymology lab fumbled around his control samples awkwardly after she asked to borrow them. Her lab partner Kristen, who before when he was male treated him gingerly and a bit coldly, rolled her eyes and raised an eyebrow to Jaye. It felt like a whole new world had opened up to Jaye, as people have been treating her much more differently than before, often more warmly than when he was a guy. It was definitely something that she could get used to.

After lab, she ducked quickly into the restroom to take in any changes. Turning back onto her sides, she raised her hands up and cupped her breasts, staring down at them. It seems that she has been slowly growing into a B-cup, as the orbs were definitely much more noticeable than before, protruding out proudly through her tank top.

Suddenly, she heard voices approaching the door, so Jaye quickly dove into the nearest stall and sat down on the toilet. Deciding to might as well go while she’s here, she quickly undid her pants and pulled down her panties to relieve herself from the 2 whole bottle of waters she chugged during lunch. Looking down, she immediately noticed the presence of multiple strands of hair decorating her pubic region. They were a bit thin and soft, but knowing how puberty works, she expected them to quickly become course and curly, creating the “bush” that numerous girls have.

Wonder if I should shave, Jaye thought to herself as she sat there, but meh, maybe I’ll worry about it later after this whole thing is done. Nodding, she quickly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped her nether regions clean of any urine. That, was one thing she found annoying at being female. She did indeed miss pissing standing up and just zipping everything back in after a couple of shakes. It was so much more simpler and faster. But then again, it was just a minor thing she had to deal with to get her wish to come true…

Later that night, after scrutinizing her body in the bathroom mirror and deciding that no other really big changes have come about, Jaye lied there in bed, staring up at the ceiling. She wore only her lingerie, a cotton white bra and panties, as the night was still hot in the summer days. The AC was broken and the fan overhead was doing only minimal progress in cooling the place down. Jaye couldn’t help but be excited on the countdown of the days as the week’s end was quickly approaching.

To be a girl… that was her wish. Somehow, she had never expected something like this to go so smoothly. It was always going to be far off dream to her when she was still stuck in the male side, a secret shame that she would’ve never let out.

But now…

Earlier she had called her parents, and they seemed to have no surprise or question on their son’s sudden feminine, higher pitched voice. They also seemed to have taken a liking to calling her “sweetie,” or referring her to “dear.” The difference in how the genders were treated in society was seriously throwing her off. Her father has even fathomed to ask if she was dating any “boyfriends yet,” in which Jaye could only blush and mumble a “hell no” as her parents chuckled in unison. As a guy, everything seemed a bit more… crude and independent. Now as a female, everyone was gentler and “nicer.” Taking her slim hands and rubbing her eyes, Jaye decided to stop worrying about these things and just wait to see what tomorrow will bring.

Later that night, while Jaye slept, a slow trickle of menstrual fluid flowed forth, tainting her white cotton panties with a spot of red.

Jaye woke up feeling something wet between her legs. Panicking, she quickly tossed aside her bed sheets only to be greeted with the sight of… Blood?

Taking a finger and gingerly placing it over her panties, she quickly realized that it was infact not blood, but rather menstrual discharge.

Well, great, I don’t even know how to use a tampon or pad…

Suddenly, as if her body sensed her thoughts, she quickly got up and went straight to the bathroom, pulling open the lower drawer and opened a pack of tampons.

Jaye blinked. She noticed that as she was progressing along, sometimes her body would go onto autopilot to help her out with stuff she normally wouldn’t have knowledge of when she was male. At most, it was a bit unnerving, but she quickly shook it off as a beneficial necessity in getting adjusted to her new gender.

“Now to use this thing…” she mumbled to herself, and opened up the plastic package it was in. It was a foreign thing, a white long rod that seems highly absorbent. Looking over the box that it came from, Jaye scanned the instructions. After reading it over a few times, she frowned, and quickly tossed off the pair of underwear that was between her legs into the laundry basket. Staring at the tampon and turning it over, she held her breath and shakily slid it up her vagina. Wiggling it around, she finally got it into a position where it felt snug.

Looking back to the mirror, Jaye took in the view in front of her. Overnight, the pubic hair around her genitals have filled in quickly, leaving her with a neatly trimmed black bush. Her labial lips were a bit fuller too, looking more and more mature for a woman in college. Her breasts hung beautifully on her chest, as it seems to have stopped growing, reaching their final size of a C-cup. Reaching up and cupping them in her hands, Jaye relished the feeling of the soft orbs against her hands. It was perfect. Not to large nor small, she couldn’t help but feel proud of how well they’ve developed over the couple of days. Counting mentally, she realized that this day was to be the last day of the transformation, and that she was going to be complete.

Complete.

It was a sense of giddy joy that filled her. A deep, secretive dream that was going to be finally fulfilled. She noted that her belly has slimmed down, giving her whole body a lithe and slim look. Flexing, she realized that she in fact had a good amount of more muscles than she did as a male, but it wasn’t too prominent. She looked… fit.

She sighed, eager for the day to be quickly over so she can fully look at her finalized form. Dropping her slim arms down from her chest, she quickly got dressed to head out to her internship. This time, she felt a bit more… daring. Slipping on a simple dress, Jaye realized this was the first time that she’s truly worn anything completely feminine, and it felt good. The dress hugged her body nicely and shown off her body in a way that screams “beautiful.” It was going to be a good day.

At the end of the day, she stood in front of her bathroom mirror. She had already stripped off all clothing to take in the changes.

She looked like any other girl, albeit she did believe she was prettier than any other average girl. Her hair had developed slowly but surely, now reaching down to her mid back, bangs framing the rounded face nicely. Her cheekbones have elevated a bit, and her nose shrunk down to better fit the feminine developments. She looked like her old male self, but only if she was born as a girl. Tracing her hands down her sides, she noted that her curves were complete. Her hips were much wider now, and her waist slim to compliment the full bottom. Her breasts hung at a nice mid-ranged C-cup and were full yet naturally lifted, which would make any guy drool at the sight. Her limbs were slim yet packed its own muscles, clear indications that she was a being who kept fit and watched her weight. Lastly, her genitals. They have come to completion at the end of the day, with full labial lips that clearly marked her as a woman. The folds were delicate, almost inviting herself to test it out.

Slowly, Jaye’s hands slipped down into those folds, and the thrill and pleasure that quickly ran down her spine made her shudder and lean back. Starting slowly, she started fingering herself in and out, twirling and flicking the clit that she felt. Oh, it felt marvelous, something that the male organ could never compare to. Her whole body felt warm as the fingers moved dexterously, as she reached the point where she couldn’t stop. Warm slick juices started to drip out, encasing her hands in the mess. Arching her back, Jaye started moaning. It was the perfect welcome into womanhood, her first female orgasm about to come into fruition.

Panting, her hands sped up as one hand started to reach up and rub at her nipples. Each time the fingers passed over the dark nubs her mind sparked with electricity, amplifying the pleasurable session tenfold. She never knew that they were this sensitive. Panting, she couldn’t help herself as she started to buck against her own hands, eager to reach the peak of satisfaction. Soon, she arched her back and moaned loudly as she finally plateaued. It was bliss. Unlike the male orgasm, she felt the constant delight for a good period of time, her vaginal walls massaging her hands back and throbbing in eager pleasure. Screaming, Jaye collapsed onto her knees, spent and wet in her own juices.

Panting and smiling to herself, she slowly basked in the afterglow of the session. Oh yes, she thought, there is no way I’m going to want to be a guy again.

Jaye was fully dressed now, in a brisk blouse and just her own panties. Looking around the room, she took in the sight of a setting fitting for a normal college-aged girl. Feminine clothes hung in the closets, a purse hung on the side of her chair along with her messenger bag. All in all, she realized that she still held the same interests as she did as a male, but with a more feminine touch. She had also looked at her grades too. Apparently she’s doing a lot better academically too. Looking down at the note that she had stowed away in the corner of her desk, she unfolded and looked back down.

Gone was the wish that she had written for herself. Instead, there was a message:

“Mortal, your wish has come to its fruition. Hopefully it has a good resolution. Now in return for granting your wish, please follow the only one rule I possess. I can no longer be in your position as I have fulfilled my duty to you. A new candidate will now be selected. Scatter this note into the wind and you shall have peace.”

Blinking, Jaye read it again. Shrugging to herself, she opened the window and threw the note out into the night. A sudden gust conjured up and caught the slip of paper, and Jaye watched it flutter away, almost like a bird, disappearing under the moonlit night.