Just another day, one more day of being bored at home. Of course, that also
meant that there was the necessity for some… stress relief. Hugh slowly pulled off his
pants, letting out a sigh as he sank into his bed, feeling the softness of his mattress
and sheets envelop him. He pulled out his phone from its charger on the bedside
table, opening up Instagram and scrolling to the page of one Lily Taylor, a girl who
took the same major as him - and Hugh’s secret crush. She had her profile set to
Public… which was convenient for someone like him, who didn’t exactly wish for his
admiration to be known.

There were a couple of new photos added to her story, and a new post too -
plenty of material for him to, um, appreciate. “God, she looks so good…” Hugh
murmured to himself as he began slowly running a hand over his rapidly hardening
member, eyes slowly drinking in every aspect of Lily he could see - her slightly
tussled, chin-length black hair, beautiful brown eyes sparkling with delight as she
posed for the camera with one of her friends, with a parfait she had gotten in a
dessert cafe somewhere. “Hah… hah…” Hugh started to take heavier, deeper breaths
as he stared at the delicate dip of her waist, the generous curves of her thighs, her
massive breasts that were barely contained by a struggling tank top, leaving plenty of
cleavage on view… His left hand shook for just a moment, tired from holding up his
phone, and Hugh’s finger brushed against the screen for just a moment- a red heart
lit up, indicating that he had liked Lily’s post. “Shit… shit…” Hugh quickly pressed
the heart again to unlike the post, desperately hoping that she wouldn’t see it - after
all, she might think he was a stalker or something…

Ding! A message popped up in the upper right corner of the screen, and Hugh
was suddenly struck by a sense of foreboding as he pressed on it, seeing that he had a
message from Lily. “Hiiii! I hope you’re having fun~! ;)” Hugh’s eyes widened, feeling
a chill run down his back. She had seen. She. Had. Seen. At least Lily didn’t seem
mad or anything… Hugh laid down his hands at his side as he thought of how to
respond to her without sounding like a creep, all libido drained, member quickly
becoming flaccid as it shrank. Not back to normal sizes, though - within moments it
had become smaller, smaller, a faint sucking sensation all Hugh felt as his penis was
replaced by a slit in between his legs, testes repurposed into ovaries that were quickly
beginning to pump female hormones throughout his body. Hugh immediately began
to feel something was off - his libido had suddenly returned with a vengeance,
emanating from in between his legs just begging to be satisfied… but he didn’t feel
the familiar sensation of his dick’s erection. “Wha…” For a moment, Hugh could only
stare in shock at the distinct lack of a dick in between her legs, mind struggling to
process what it was seeing. But that was not all - she heard the sound of soft
cracking, slight, subtle aches all over her body that came and went as her scrawny
limbs rounded out slightly with fat, gaining flexibility as they did so.

Ding! Another message, from Lily. "How are you feeling? A little weak
maybe~?" "Are you doing this??" Hugh typed furiously, blushing as she felt her
thighs expand, rubbing against each other and sending pleasant tingles throughout
her entire body. "If you are, stop it!! Please!" Lily's reply came just moments later.
"Don't think I will. :)" Hugh's eyes widened, the face framing them slimming down
and taking on a feminine appearance as a thin layer of makeup was applied. Ding!
“You look a little familiar… maybe I’ve seen you somewhere before.” Hugh stumbled
off her bed towards her bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror - a reflection
that she recognized very well, especially as her closely cropped brown hair began to
lengthen, darkening into black as it fell down to frame her face with chin-length
strands. “I’m… becoming…. Lily?” Her voice, too: though Hugh had only heard Lily
talk a few times before, mostly in passing as she chatted with her group of friends,
but the voice coming out of her mouth sounded very much like the voice Hugh had
heard back then. And his suspicion was only confirmed when another Ding!
sounded, signifying a new message. “Since you were enjoying yourself so much with
my photos, I figured I’d give you a shot at being me - get the most authentic
experience, just for a while~”

“Please, I didn’t mean to-” Hugh groaned, feeling heat in her chest as two
breasts appeared, growing larger and larger like twin mountains rising from the
plateau of her chest. She felt their weight, their bounce, their sensitivity all
combining to almost overload her already addled mind. As they grew out, finally
reaching Lily’s prodigious sizes, the changes finally subsided. And the phone went
silent, Lily unresponsive no matter how much Hugh pleaded with her to revert those
changes. All that was left was just a girl lying on the bathroom’s tiled floor, the
carbon copy of her crush - and the aching pleasure in between her legs, begging for
release. At least from what Lily had said, all this might be temporary… exhausted,
Hugh went back towards her room in a daze, collapsing onto the bed and closing her
eyes. It was a long time before she fell asleep, mind very much trying its best not to
focus on her aching pussy, and think of how good it would feel for it to be filled…
“Hugh?” The next morning, there was a knock at the door. “You’re not usually
this late when I come over to give you a ride- WHAT?” “U-um… hi…” Hugh was
dressed in one of his looser dress shirts, though it still fit tightly around her massive
breasts. And a skirt, one she had scrounged from her mother’s closet early in the
morning, when her parents were still asleep. “Wait… aren’t you in our class? Lily,
right?” “Well, it’s complicated… could we get in the car first?” Alex was deep in
thought as he drove, finding it difficult to believe “Lily’s” recounting of the night’s
events. And while his gaze drifted towards the side mirrors, Alex found his attention
caught by “Lily’s” assets, heaving up and down ever so slightly as she breathed in
deeply. Meanwhile, Hugh was feeling sensations more intense than she had ever
before, the barely suppressed libido from last night returning at a fever pitch. “Ugh…
I feel so hot…” She took a bottle of water from the glovebox and unscrewed it,
gulping down a few mouthfuls - but they did nothing to quench the thirst of her loins.

As she unbuttoned the front of her blouse, freeing her breasts and exposing the lacy
pink bra around her chest, Hugh instinctually placed the water bottle in between her
legs, thinking to find some relief there… but it didn’t work. The sense of desire was so
strong it almost clouded her mind, making it hazy - hadn’t she always been a girl?
Hugh… Lily… the names swam in her mind, overlapping with each other, fading in
and out of view, but they didn’t matter did they? The girl smiled teasingly, showing a
bit of tongue as she stared at Alex, and the tent in his legs. “Why don’t you pull over?”
she purred, “We’ve got plenty of time before class…” Whether this metamorphosis
would be reversed was a fact only the original Lily herself knew, but as “Lily”
practically ripped off Alex’s pants as he pulled into an abandoned parking lot,
lowering herself onto his erect member, she didn’t care much about that anymore.