Tarja Turunen TG

I was walking home from a superb performance from Nightwish on their final tour together. I had spent months saving up enough money, even finding random jobs that I could do just to get a little extra cash. It was so worth it. The band were excellent, easily my favourite gig of all time.

However, I was very disappointed with the seat that I got, I wish I'd saved up enough money for a standing seat near the front. My seat was quite far back so that I couldn't see my favourite singer, Tarja Turunen. Her voice was incredible but she was also incredibly good looking. She was one of those people who was just perfect in every way. She had looks, fame and fortune. Sometimes, even though I'm a guy,  wish I could be her, just to see what it's like.

So anyway, there I was, walking home from the gig. It was about seven by now. It was so dark, all the street lamps were on. I was walking down the street, when I saw something strange. Within all of the regular, yellow street lamps, there was one random one that shined a pink light. I walked over to look at it.

I looked at the top. It seemed no different to any of the others, it was just the colour of the light that was different. Obviously I found this weird but still I walked under the light, not knowing what the consequences would be.

All I could feel was intense pain throughout my whole body. Soft, black hair shot out from the top of my head. It grew and grew until it reached to halfway down my back. All I could hear was cracking under my skin as my skull began to morph. I didn't know it but my face became softer and all my facial feature changed too. My eyelashes grew while my nose shrank. My lips became much more pout. Then all of my body hair fell out and onto the steet.

The changes started to move down my body with huge amounts of pressure building up inside my chest. I watched my skin stretch underneath my shirt as I grew breasts. I saw them go through all the sizes until they stopped at a B cup. I felt my stomach harden as my hips grew outwards and my shoulders crashed inwards. I now had an incredible hourglass figure. Fat added to my butt, almost tearing my pants because they wouldn't fit anymore.

Then was the most important change. The bulge that had accumulated in my pants receded, becoming smaller and smaller until it was so small it was almost sucked into my body, leaving me with my new vagina.

When I thought it was all over, I watched my black Nightwish T-shirt transform. The material became a lot thinner than before, I could almost see through parts of it. It then grew so that it was a lot looser on my new body. The neck moved down until I could see some of my cleavage for the first time. The belt I was wearing moved itself up my body, morphing so that it was much wider and a black colour to match my new top. The buckle then changed to a sort of lower shape too. My jeans then shrank and moved around so that they now fit my new, sexy legs and butt. My trainers then transformed into a pair of black heels.

I fell to my knees, still under the street lamp. I wasn't fully aware of what had just happened, all I knew was that a street lamp had turned me into a girl.

I heard something behind me. I turned to see a big group of people wearing Nightwish shirts and holding banners. They must be coming back from the concert too.

Suddenly, one of them screamed and they all ran towards me, surrounding me.

They were all asking me to sign random stuff. Then it hit me.

"I'm Tarja Turunen," I thought to myself.

I started to grab their pens and sign their things.

"I could get used to this"