"Yo, Alec," Evan nudges his friend, who has been eyeing some cute girls in swimsuits since they came here to the pool area, and points toward the isolated changing room designated for women. "Go inside there and bring whatever's the hottest thing you can find without getting caught. No balls." "Huh?!" Alec stared at him with wide eyes, straight-up stunned from the dare. "Nah, no way I am gonna go there. They gonna think of me as a weirdo" He shakes his head and just as he was about to oggle the girls some more, who are now giggling for whatever reason, Ethan lightly punches his arm in a friendly way with provocation and smirks. "Fucking pussy. I never saw you trying something risky once, ever. You always just back away like some bitch, especially with the entire cold approaching thing we had promised ourselves this vacation. And for what? To stare at those girls more?" Alec's face reddens like a tomato, easily embarrassed at his friend's comments, especially after attracting the girls' attention, them giggling even more now, and Evan's smirk grows wider at the fluster of Alec. "Yeah, I thought so. Come on, dude! Have some balls for once!" "F-fine! Okay, I'll do one of your dares, only this time though." He sighs with reluctance, sends a sharp glare toward Evan, who is chuckling to himself with those sunglasses of his and looks toward the girls with some kind of interest, and turns around, quickly walking toward the women's changing room.
Alec and Evan had decided to go on a beach vacation for an entire week to spend some fun time in the pool of their booked hotel and on the beach, as well as "cold approach girls" and test their game. Except that Evan did in fact cold approach a couple of girls, even if he was unsuccessful in all of the attempts, while Alec, like Evan mentioned, did not try a single time with any of the girls he found attractive, pussing every time and just watching from a distance like some kind of creep. Alec's just not the type to approach girls like that at heart, and his type intimidates him on top of that, so he's rightfully pissed off at Evan's performance. "I am gonna kick his ass for doing this to me once I finish." He thinks to himself as he stops in front of the door and carefully watches every individual present around the pool area; everybody is fortunately minding their own business, aside from Evan of course, which gives him the perfect opportunity to sneak in. He flips him off Evan briefly and, with a final glance behind himself, rushes inside the room and shuts the door behind himself.
Cold air hits the bare skin on his body clad in only black swimming trunks, and the stark contrast from the beating sun from the outside instantly exposes him how much of a coward he really is: sweating, heart racing and nervous. "Evan was right…" He shamefully mutters under his own breath and curses his friend for exposing his timidity before shaking away those thoughts and focusing on his task ahead: "bring whatever's the hottest thing you can find here".
In an instant, he's checking every locker in the room as fast as possible, most of which have been left unused. The clothing in the rest of the lockers is pretty mundane, to Alec's expectation and disappointment: mostly shirts, tops, shorts, jeans, socks and, of course, bras and panties. Obviously, he could just grab a pair of panties, stuff them in the pocket of his trunks and call it a day, but, given how Evan previously embarrassed him in front of other people, he doesn't doubt that his friend would do it again with extra loudness for simply bringing panties. That would cause him serious trouble. "Man… Fuck Evan! But… I gotta act quick. Someone might enter any minute now…" He starts to panic a bit as he goes through the lockers again with the hope that he finds something good while torn between fleeing empty handed or with a pair of panties, and neither are beneficial to him. He starts to look around frantically, his heart hammering against his chest, trying to find something that might save him from getting mocked and ridiculed as quick as possible.
And then he freezes, spotting something he quite didn't notice moments ago: a single yellow one-piece swimsuit that lies on one of the benches in the room. His eyes light up with relief at the sight of it - it is much "hotter" than the rest of the clothing here, it's something that Evan will surely approve of, and is quite small enough to fit in his pocket to avoid potential trouble. "Yes! Thank God… I'm saved!" He runs to the swimsuit and, without waiting any longer, picks it up from the bench. But as he goes to crumple it and shove it in his pocket, an intense electric sensation is shot from the swimsuit through his palms and he gasps, dropping it on the ground and instinctively rubbing his hands together. "W-what the hell was that? Ugh… and why are my hands tingling?" Indeed, the tingling sensation in his palms slowly begins to spread to his forearms, then his upper arms, until it has pervaded his entire body within seconds, making him fuzzy throughout his entire body. A painful jolt pierces through his head, making him feel dizzy and groan out of pain, and he grabs onto a nearby locker with blurred vision, disabled from seeing his surroundings and witnessing whatever's about to happen to him.
The tingling throughout his body turns into a hot, feverish warmth that might melt him into a puddle, and he can feel his inner being getting molded freely like clay. The regular blue eye color of his now wide, blurred eyes shifts to a bright yellow hue, his nose shrinks to a feminine size, his jawline softens and every other small part of his face gets changed in its own way to the point of leaving him with the face of a stranger. But he can't see it, and the headache that is pounding against the inner walls of his skull is making it hard for him to focus on his senses. "F-fuck… It… hurts…" Meanwhile, the color of his hair discolors into a bright blond hue, with his normally messy hairstyle lengthened and remodelled into a woman's bob cut, completing the feminine look he now possesses and framing his new gorgeous face.
The pace of the changes accelerates along with the intensity of the headache; while Alec completely loses himself and whimpers out of disorientation, his body begins to slowly change too, starting off with the entirety of the hair on himself falling out, leaving him with perfectly smooth skin. His hands and feet turn dainty and elegant and his overall muscle mass dwindles, leaving him with slender arms and legs that throw him off balance, now forced to fully lean against the locker beside him. "S-shit… W-what is happening… A-am I shrinking?" He mumbles weakly with a new voice, higher in pitch compared to his normal tone, which is proved further by the absence of his Adam's apple on his now slender neck. While his spine cracks with the slow decrease of his height, his shoulders narrow down in width, his waist cinches in, making him gasp sharply, and his hips widen to a childbearing proportion beneath his swimming trunks, which begin to slowly fade away until they completely vanish, leaving him stark naked in the cold room, trembling from the cold and from the overwhelming changes.
As he feels some kind of invisible, noxious finger press down on his mind, reorganizing him mentally, the crescendo of his body happens; most of the warmth firstly gathers around his chest area, where his flesh starts to swell, two mounds rising and growing into a complete pair of breasts which jiggle at every pant that he takes. Then, the warmth gets focused downward, putting pressure on the area around his hips and legs as the size and weight of his ass gets doubled, now bouncing at every little movement, and then follows the thickening of his thighs with newfound fat, them often being pressed against each other. And at last, the entire warmth compresses in his core into a sharp, inescapable sensation. His cock starts losing its inches one by one, getting pulled inward until it completely disappears into his body along with his balls. A little bit of tingly crawling and movement of his internal organs along with the birth of new ones makes him catch his breath, and then a painful slice happens between his legs, making him choke out a gasp as a fresh virgin pussy forms, aching and throbbing with some kind of newly need that he does not recognize as his own, making him press his thighs together.
"A-agh… W-what the hell…" She mutters under her own breath, unaware of what just has occurred within those few minutes. As the sensations begin to subside, the yellow swimsuit that she dropped on the floor earlier starts levitating before her through some kind of unforeseen force, and without warning, it instantly puts itself over her body within half a second, tightly hugging the curves of her body, outlining her ample chest and digging in between her ass cheeks. She slowly blinks away the blurriness from her vision, the dizziness fading away and the painful headache gets lifted off her, finally free to see what happened to her body… but… "W-where am I? W-what am I doing here…?"
Her memories have been completely wiped out during the transformation. No recallings of any friends, family, childhood and events - even the transformation sequence. Nothing has been left. The only thing she is certain of is her name: June. She runs her hands through her curves and squeezes her breasts and ass, gawking with confusion at the softness of her assets without realizing that they weren't there minutes ago. In the middle of her questioning, she now also finds a strange preference for summer activities: getting exposed to sunlight, playing volleyball on a beach and swimming race competitions with other people, and despite this being part of her, something is telling her that this hasn't always been like this, but she cannot prove it.
Suddenly, a group of girls walk into the room, making June jump from their unexpected appearance and interrupt her inner voice. She quickly gets nervous in their presence, expecting to get weird glances at, but they somehow don't notice her at all, instead chatting with each other and giggling over some hot but silly guy that tried to flirt with them. At first, she stands there, frozen in place and awkward, without a clue on what to do after being put in a changing room all of a sudden. But then her curiosity peaks for a moment as she continues to hear about the guy outside at the pool area and wonders. "Just who is this guy? Is he really hot like how they describe him? I… I am getting this sudden urge to check him out… He might even help me out." And with that, she starts moving toward the exit, still wobbling in her new body with the cold tiled floor biting into her soles, before opening the door and the sun blinding her eyes for a brief moment.
After June rubs her eyes, her curious look is immediately replaced with some kind of amazement and excitement - the bright shining sun in the clear blue sky, the faint smell of sea salt in the air and the abundance of people in the pool area just ahead of her. It all just feels amazing to her. She gets impatient and quickly walks to the edge of the pool, crouching down and dipping her hand into the clear cool water as she smiles with joy. Because she had sweated a lot in the changing room, her skin feels really itchy and sticky, and she feels this tugging urge to dive head straight into the pool and freshen herself up. "Okay… I got this…" She stands up from the edge and slowly steps backwards, preparing to take a dive into the pool~
She suddenly hits some kind of wall behind herself and she yelps from surprise, turning around and blushing at what she sees: a handsome tanned guy, with quite the ripped body under some red shorts that forces her face to mimic their color just by looking at them. No doubt this is the guy she heard about. "A-ah! Sorry… I-I didn't mean to." The guy finds her red face and nervous stuttering amusing and gives her an assuring smile. "Nah, don't worry, girl. It was my fault for sneaking up behind you. I didn't want to bother you, but… I saw that you just left the changing room, yeah?" "Yeah? Why are you asking" She raises her eyebrow in confusion. "It's cuz… uh, how do I put it simply… Have you seen a boy with dark hair there? I had dared him to enter as a joke and he hasn't come back for about 5 minutes."
Her brows rise as she listens to his question. She doesn't remember seeing any dark-haired boy there, and she would've known if there was one since those girls would've seen him already. She shakes her head slowly. "N-no… I didn't see any male there." "Fuck, is he hiding in the bathrooms or what?" He looks toward the changing room with a bit of concern, but then his vibe suddenly changes and he looks at her flirtatiously. "You do look… quite special." Her eyes widen as she hears the comment, not able to tell if it's a compliment or some kind of insult. "What do you mean by that?" "Well, you look gorgeous, of course, but you also match your swimsuit with your hair. I like it." She blushes and looks away, feeling her core warm up in his presence. "T-thank you… I'm June by the way." She reaches out for a greeting handshake, and he returns it, wrapping his big hand around her small one. "I'm Evan. Nice to meet someone as cute as you."
He grins as he sees her fluster more from his additional compliments, and he puts his hand on her shoulder, invading her private space. "You know, my friend can keep staying there if he wants. I got someone better to spend time with. Wanna take a swim?" She bites her lip under his touch and shivers before making eye contact with him and smiling at him. "Yeah, sure!" "Okay, great." He playfully slaps her butt, making her gasp with embarrassment, heat rushing to her face. But before she can protest, he whispers in her ear. "Get ready." "H-huh? Get ready for what-" And he suddenly pushes her into the pool, her screaming out of surprise and shock as she falls into the pool, and as she swims back to the surface, taking a sharp gasp of air, he takes a plunge beside her, making her yelp from his big splash. "Evan!" As he resurfaces, she pays him back by splashing water in his face, prompting him to do it too, and they share laughter in their friendly yet romantic game.
In a single moment, she thinks of the way she suddenly appeared in the changing room, lost and confused. But with Evan, she feels happy, great, and, most importantly, safe. Perhaps she will figure out her life with his help.