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"Babe, you promised!" Violet whined as she thrust the blue microbikini into your hands. You sighed because you did, in fact, promise you would do this for her. She had always wanted to go to one of those women-only beaches with you since they started popping up, but there was one problem: you. You kept insisting she should go alone, not thinking there would be another option until she asked if you truly meant you would go. She came to you one day, too excited for you not to be suspicious, and presented you with a box. You found the skimpiest women's swimsuit you'd ever seen and looked at it in confusion.

"Put it on!" She squealed with anticipation, giving you no other choice but to follow her request. Obviously, you weren't trained in putting on women's clothing, but as Violet helped you don it, you felt a strange sensation overtake your body. Sliding the bottom up your legs, you watched in shock as every inch of skin the clothing past became smooth and hairless, even taking on a tan that contrasted with your normally pale skin. The further it climbed, the thicker your legs became, inflating with flesh and wiggling with each shift of your weight until the article was finally in place. All the air was knocked out of you as you buckled over, feeling your sex get inverted by the briefs.

"I can't believe it's actually working!" Violet giggled, squeezing your huge ass, causing you to blush deeply. Now knowing the stakes, you were hesitant to try on the top, but she assured you this wasn't permanent. You affixed the bra to your chest, watching as your midsection caved in to contrast your wide hips. Your arms thinned out as you put on the straps, your shoulders crunching in to complete your frontal feminine silhouette. The click of the clasp caused you to jump as your chest began to change. Your nipples stiffened as fat began to collect behind them, thrusting your pecks into the so-called cups of the top. They didn't stop immediately, instead growing larger and larger until you were worried the fabric would snap. Your body, now mostly female, was finished off as your face became cute and pouty, even your hair changed, turning into an attractive bob cut.

"This is wei-" you started to say, but covered your mouth after hearing your new voice. Violet stared at you with elation, her eyes soaking in your body. You poked your boob, watching as the flesh yielded under your delicate finger. "They're so soft," you whispered primarily to yourself, observing as they jiggled under the finest of movements. Violet's hands snapped forward like a cobra, grabbing the pair and squishing them. "Bigger than mine," she cooed as she played with your breasts, your body trying not to collapse under the sensuality.

"Okay," she said, dropping her hands, "You can take it off now." Still not completely over your sex change, you just sat there as she undid the bra, your new breasts and thinner stature returning to their normally male counterparts. Once you were back to your usual self, she took the swimsuit and put it away, leaving you to think about what had happened, not noticing how much it had shaken you.

Now you sat in the changing room, the bikini in your hands, as Violet begged for you to come out. You promised that you would do this for her, but you weren't worried about becoming a woman again; you were worried you wouldn't want to go back afterwards.