It was October 31st 2011.
Me and Craig were still deciding what to dress up as for the big halloween party down the street, when he, unfortunately, had what sounded like a good idea.
"Girls," he randomly exclaimed.
"Yeah, what about them?"
"No moron, we go to the party as girls. You know, in drag."
It was the best, and only idea either of us had so we ran up to my sister's bedroom. I knocked on the door, obviously I didn't want to walk in on my own sister whilst she was in the middle of getting her costime on. I kncoked once more and then she opened up.
"What do you want?"
"Can we borrow some of your clothes for the halloween party?"
She paused for a few seconds before she gave her response.
We walked in.
"You can take anything from that wardrobe over there, in the corner."
Very rarely did I get to enter my elder sister's room but I had been in there a few times when I was a youngster. The wardrobe in the corner had always amazed me simply because whenever I walked anywhere near it she immediately ushered me away and straight out of the room. I tried getting into her room when she was out once but she had locked her door.
It seemed strange that she let me into her room let alone open the wardrobe in the corner. I was amazed that she had even allowed Craig into her room, not even my parents were able to get in there.
But anyway, we were in and I was just a few moments away from opening the wardrobe that had amazed me for almost my entire life and all I had to do was ask for some of my sister's clothes.
So, I turned the key. I grabbed the handles and then, I pulled both doors apart.
Suddenly, the expression on my face dropped, going from exited to disappointed.
All that was in there were a couple of short dresses, skirts, t-shirts and even a few bras.
"There you go," my sister said, "Now take what you want and get out of here, yeah"
I grabbed a short blue dress while Craig went for a pink one, vertually the same as mine. We walked to my room across from my sister's to get changed.
"I can't believe we're actually doing this," I said, "We will look ridiculous."
"It's a halloween costume party, everyone will look stupid," Craig assured me.
I went with that and began to get changed.
When we were both in the dresses, there was a bit of time before the party. We decided to do the only thing we could do, strike random, stereotypical model poses infront of the mirror and laugh at ourselves.
I was in the middle of my third pose when Craig suddenly hit the floor. I immediately went to his aid but it wasn't long before I followed him onto the floor.
All I could feel was a mixture of intense pain and pleasure flooding through my body. All of my body hair forced itslef back into my skin as it got smoother and softer. Darkish, brown hair began firing out of my head until it recahed about half way down my back. It was so soft but still ot could not distract me from the pain.
My skull began to crack and change. It rounded, my nose becoming more petite and my eyebrows thinning. My eyes shifted to become smaller and my eyelashes grew longer, somehow already with mascara on them.
The transformation moved down my body, my adams apple disappearing from my throat. My shoulders then crashed inwards and I lost almost all of my muscle mass. My hands shrank until they were really petite and delicate and my finger nails grew long.
Next, the area surrounding my nipples became really sensitive. I touched it, letting out a small moan and finally noticing my much higher voice. Then, my skin started to stretch out, growing and growing until they reached about a small C- cup.
Down the changes went, my hips growing out and leaving me with a beautiful hourglass figure. My legs became a lot thinner han they once were but also became longer. They were incredible.
Then, the most important change of all. My penis shrank into my body leaving me with a slit and my new ovaries.
The pain was over but, as I looked down, my trainers were changing too. The became a pair of six inch high heels that fitted my new, smaller feet perfectly. And, for some reason, I found them quite cute.
I looked around, for Craig, but all I could see was another girl. She wore a pair of silver heels and had long blonde hair.
"Kate, get up," I said, "We need to get to the party."
"Ok Stephanie. I can't wait to meet the boys"
So off we went, walking down the street in our new heels and dresses, as my sister watched us from her window, a smirk on her face.