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Paul was a young man living in South-Eastern London, working as a food examiner. He had never really had an actual girlfriend, but he had always had a crush on Pixie Lott.
She was born in Bromley, not to far from where he lived, and he absolutely adored her. He had listened to all of her songs at least 50 times each, and had all of her albums. He thought she had life so easy; calm and stress-free, without worry of losing her job.
"I wish I could be like Pixie Lott," Paul mumbled as he continued writing his boring report of some random Chinese takeaway for the Food Standards Agency.
10 minutes later, Paul was allowed a lunch break. As usual, he would go down the music shop down the road to see if there was anymore Pixie Lott memorabilia that he hadn't got. For once, there was. That hadn't been anything new for weeks, so he grabbed at the chance to get it. He ran up to the cashier in a hurry filled with anticipation.
"You're lucky!" the cashier exclaimed, "I only had one of them this morning! It's the only one I've ever had in stock!"
Paul wasn't really listening. He just wanted her new book. He didn't even read the title, he just saw it was Pixie's Autobiography.
Time flew after that. The working day finished really quickly, and Paul drove back to his house as quick as the law (and traffic lights) would allow. He didn't even bother getting changed, he just sat down to read straight away.
It was then he noticed the title: "Becoming Me: You can do it too". He opened the book, and rapidly a large flash of light shone out. It quickly started flicking through it's own pages, causing a draft of wind as it went, until it reached a page with the massive letters: "PAUL".
He began to go faint. He dropped to the floor and lay there, unconscious.
Then it began.
Paul's height decreased, to around 5"8': Pixie's height. His short brown hair grew, and turned a blonde colour, which would have reached down to his shoulders if he was standing up. His face became more rounded and feminine which was only improved by the introduction of eye, lips and skin make-up. His shoulders dropped, forming a very slim shoulder width and breadth. Next, a pair of D sized breasts erected from Paul's new chest, making him look very sexy and feminine. His body took the form of an hourglass figure, and his thighs widened while his ass grew out immensely, giving him a very sexy figure. Slowly, his testicles were forced back into his body, and his penis morphed into a tight slit. His wide, size 14 feet transformed into a more petite size 7 and 1/2. Fake-tan appeared all over his skin, which was now free from hair, except for his new luscious locks. His nails lengthened and were lavished with red nail polish.
His suit's arms and his trousers vanished. To compensate, his suit changed into a sexy latex dress which only reached to his large rump. Red decoration grew across it to "switch-up" it's style. His Y-fronts shrunk and formed a sexy black thong. A corset formed underneath the dress, showing of the hourglass figure even more than before. His black, smart shoes heightened, and formed a pair of red and black high-heel shoes.
As the book suggests, he really had "Become her"!
She was born in Bromley, not to far from where he lived, and he absolutely adored her. He had listened to all of her songs at least 50 times each, and had all of her albums. He thought she had life so easy; calm and stress-free, without worry of losing her job.
"I wish I could be like Pixie Lott," Paul mumbled as he continued writing his boring report of some random Chinese takeaway for the Food Standards Agency.
10 minutes later, Paul was allowed a lunch break. As usual, he would go down the music shop down the road to see if there was anymore Pixie Lott memorabilia that he hadn't got. For once, there was. That hadn't been anything new for weeks, so he grabbed at the chance to get it. He ran up to the cashier in a hurry filled with anticipation.
"You're lucky!" the cashier exclaimed, "I only had one of them this morning! It's the only one I've ever had in stock!"
Paul wasn't really listening. He just wanted her new book. He didn't even read the title, he just saw it was Pixie's Autobiography.
Time flew after that. The working day finished really quickly, and Paul drove back to his house as quick as the law (and traffic lights) would allow. He didn't even bother getting changed, he just sat down to read straight away.
It was then he noticed the title: "Becoming Me: You can do it too". He opened the book, and rapidly a large flash of light shone out. It quickly started flicking through it's own pages, causing a draft of wind as it went, until it reached a page with the massive letters: "PAUL".
He began to go faint. He dropped to the floor and lay there, unconscious.
Then it began.
Paul's height decreased, to around 5"8': Pixie's height. His short brown hair grew, and turned a blonde colour, which would have reached down to his shoulders if he was standing up. His face became more rounded and feminine which was only improved by the introduction of eye, lips and skin make-up. His shoulders dropped, forming a very slim shoulder width and breadth. Next, a pair of D sized breasts erected from Paul's new chest, making him look very sexy and feminine. His body took the form of an hourglass figure, and his thighs widened while his ass grew out immensely, giving him a very sexy figure. Slowly, his testicles were forced back into his body, and his penis morphed into a tight slit. His wide, size 14 feet transformed into a more petite size 7 and 1/2. Fake-tan appeared all over his skin, which was now free from hair, except for his new luscious locks. His nails lengthened and were lavished with red nail polish.
His suit's arms and his trousers vanished. To compensate, his suit changed into a sexy latex dress which only reached to his large rump. Red decoration grew across it to "switch-up" it's style. His Y-fronts shrunk and formed a sexy black thong. A corset formed underneath the dress, showing of the hourglass figure even more than before. His black, smart shoes heightened, and formed a pair of red and black high-heel shoes.
As the book suggests, he really had "Become her"!
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i loved the story i should be so lucky to have that happen