Date: Mon, 29 Apr 2002 19:40:09 -0700
From: illrepute@hushmail.com
Subject: Better Odds (TG)

Writers note:
This is my first story. I have not really been trained in writing at all
(unless you count high school!), So if my writing seems immature, thats
cause it is... I welcome criticism, so long as it is constructive.

This story may be copied in its entirety but must be free to access.


Chapter one: the party

I guess it all started when I was sitting around talking to my friend Alexa
before a party we were having at her boyfriends’ house. I had been
living at a ski resort for several years and the whole male/female ratio
thing was getting to me (it was about 10 to 1!). Of course Alexa had no
problems. Her boyfriend, Jeff, was cool, good-looking, and Alexa was doing
very well for herself. This isn't to say that Alexa was unattractive; she
was a very "cute", pert, little blonde. I had a crush on her from the first
time I saw her in high school, and we had moved out to be ski bums a few
months apart.

 Anyhow, I was sitting around complaining about the poor ratio up in the
mountain towns, and she was busting my chops that I hadn't been born
female, and how she had her pick of anyone she wanted. I started thinking
that it wouldn't be such a bad idea to be female, at least I could get laid
every now and then.

As the party progressed, I made sure I had my fill, drowning my sorrow at
the bottom of a big, plastic cup of beer. After a couple of hours, I
chanced to run into Alexa again. She started quizzing me on my concept of
the perfect woman. I happily obliged at this point, loosened up by the
alcohol. I went into great detail about my fantasy girl, a tall, athletic,
brunette... not overly endowed, but svelte and muscular.

"hmm, we shall have to see what we can do about that" Alexa commented (at
the time it all seemed very innocent to me) "what I wouldn't give to have
some close girlfriends up in the mountains", Alexa almost sounded more
bummed than I was that my dream girl wasn't standing nearby!

I proceeded to drink more than my fill, wandering around the party some
more. Of course there was only the usual bunch of testosterone filled guys
at the party with only the occasional girl (dating someone of course) to
liven things up. It was at this point that I noticed Alexa giving me funny
looks from across the room. I walked over her direction as she was pouring
a mixed drink of some sort. It was unlike any drink I had ever seen, as it
looked somewhat like pepto-bismal. She offered it to me and whispered in my
ear "here is something special, it is a reecipe that has run in family as
long as we can remember... just keep wishing of that dream girl!"

I was drunk enough to think she was just kidding around, and started
chuckling in her face. To which she responded "Come on Steve, i'm trying to
be serious... drink this and think of that beautiful brunette you telling
me about before. this pink stuff -might- just help you with that problem",
She looked at me as if she was going to scold me for not being serious
enough.

It was this point in the evening when I made the critical mistake. I
happened to glance across the room at one of the few females, and enviously
thought to myself, "If I only I could be my perfect girl... like the girl
over there, I would be surrounded by guys, more attention than I could
want", of course my thinking was clouded by all of the liquor. I glanced
down at the foamy pink in the glass. "screw it" I thought, "this pink stuff
looks like crap, but if it gets me drunker, who cares!" and with that, the
pink drink went down th hatch.

"now concentrate on the brunette", Alexa prodded me... "imagine her coming
through the door".

At this point my drinking was really starting to cloud my mind. The party
was starting to clear out, Alexa and Jeff went to the door to say goodbye
to some friends.  I just kind of sat down in a drunken stupor and started
to doze off in the way that only drunk people can... but I still had my
brunette on my mind! As my drunken thought swirled around, I also thought
of how great Alexa was and how I wanted to be -really- close friends

After a minute, she prodded me with her finger... "you must be doing
something wrong, she should be here by now, You are probably too drunk to
even think. You idiot...it'll never work now" at this point Alexa was
starting to get a little serious, like she was really pissed at me. I
wasn't going to have any of that. I grabbed a nearly full cup of beer off
the counter and left as fast as my drunken feet could carry me. I tried not
to spill as I headed for the door.

Chapter two: The Darkness

It was really cold. All I could think was that I must have passed out on a
snow bank. I vaguely recollected putting down a good percentage of the beer
left in the cup and stumbling away from Jeffs house. My eyes opened to the
bright lights of an SUV. I could hear what seemed like far away
sounds. Jeffs voice, "Thats not him, but we should really get her inside,
she'll freeze to death out here".

I awoke again Jeffs arms pulling me from the SUV. Somehow they seemed very
comforting, I snuggled up to him, giving him a little squeeze without even
thinking it, it all seemed very natural. I couldn't quite make it out, but
it seemed that Alexa was giving Jeff directions.

Alexa carefully removed my hat and jacket (even in my drunken stupor I
managed to get bundled up for the cold) I giggled as she inadvertently
tickled me. A down comforter was thrown across my body.  Jeff was about to
head out the door with a "well, I guess I'd better try and find him again"

As things got cloudy again, the last thing I heard was Alexas puzzled
voice, "oh my god... It is him".

Chapter three: The revival

I awoke with the bright lights of morning pounding into my skull. In the
other room I could hear Jeff and Alexa arguing about what to do with me. "
Change him back... didn't your grandma give you an antidote?", "haven't you
ever done this before?", Jeff seemed desperate.

"There is no Antidote. I didn't even know it could do this, its only
supposed to be a little love potion sort of thing. And since grandmas dead,
there is nothing we can do", Alexa also sounded very aggravated, "We will
just have to make do, it was his wish that made it happen anyway".

Still not realizing that I was the subject of there
argument. "Aspirin... get me some aspirin", my voice didn't seem quite the
same, dry from the hangover I assumed, it sounded funny. I rolled over to
greet them as they came in the room. That was when I realized.

Everything about moving seemed different. My breasts, constrained by my
t-shirt, were the most obvious. My hips, wider and softer than I remembered
provided a delicate center point of motion as I sat up. I looked down
across my body only to look up and see the looks of amazement of both Jeff
and Alexa as there eyes ran down my body. I could immediately tell that
they were both attracted to me, despite my hangover. I felt an erotic chill
run down my body.  My nipples stiffened as I felt myself becoming aroused

Alexa told Jeff to leave, as Alexa put it, "We have to have some girl
time... alone!... now!". Alexa caught me as I winked at Jeff while he was
walking out the door in a huff.

>From just outside the door I heard Jeff, "See you later 'Stef'!",
chuckling at the new name he had adopted for me.

As she took me upstairs for a shower, I felt other aspects of my new body,
my long legs, sensitive skin against my rough clothes, even the way I now
walked was exciting and different. At the same time I was incredibly
disoriented

When we got upstairs, Alexa explained to me about her grandmothers 'spell',
"It wasn't supposed to do anything major" she said, "just make the woman of
your dreams come in the door... or at least someone you might have been
attracted too".  She also proceeded to further explain that she knew of no
way to reverse the effects of the drink. I was stuck this way.

For some reason nothing really seemed to phase me, maybe it was the
hangover, maybe things just felt 'natural'. Either way, I finally had to
tell her to shut up. I needed a shower, and and she had best stop
apologizing and give me a hand setting up for my new life as a woman. I
told her to go pick out some clothes that I could wear out after my shower
and I headed into the bathroom.

I stripped down and stepped into the shower. Lathering up, I felt
sensations like I never had before, but before I had the chance to get too
caught up in them. Alexa came barging in. "Everything I have is going to be
tight on you. I think we'll have to do some shopping.

I managed to pull close to a thousand dollars from 'Steves' bank account
overdrawing a couple of my old ATM cards, "I'd like the banks to ID me now"
I thought to myself. Our first stop was a local dress shop where Alexa
persuaded me to by some more 'ladylike' clothes that would fit my new
body. Still not quite comfortable with my new body, I was opting for baggy
clothes every time I had the chance. In the end, Alexa won out and I went
home with a fairly sexy new wardrobe (though small) of a tight black skirt,
a tight pair of Jeans, a couple of blouses, small black shoes (I certainly
was not ready for high heels!).

Before I knew it we were dressed up and ready to go out. I ended up with a
western motif, with my black skirt, tight white t-shirt, and a large
belt. Alexa and Jeff topped of my outfit with a black pair of cowboy boots
(Alexas) and a too large black cowboy hat of Jeffs. Even if I still felt
awkward, one look in the mirror and I know for sure that I was
stunning. Much to Alexas annoyance and my delight, Jeff could not keep his
eyes off me.

It only took a few drinks before Alexa and I were on the dance floor. With
my long dark hair and long sexy body, I knew that the guys couldn't keep
their eyes off me. As Alexa and I danced together it soon became obvious
that neither could Alexa. The rest of the room seemed to disappear in a
throbbing haze as my eyes locked with Alexas. Soon she turned her back to
me and we were dancing in unison, my body felt her electric touch as I
grabbed her around the waist and we swayed to the music together. Soon
enough a tall handsome guy came up behind me. Yelling over the din, he
asked me to dance.

I squeezed Alexas hand as we separated on the dance floor and for the first
time I was face to face nearly perfect specimen of malehood. This was the
kind of guy I hated just a short time ago, tall (at least 6'3") handsome,
and muscular, but not too muscular, now he made me giggle with
nervousness. After a few energetic dances we all sat down together and he
introduced himself as Josh. We all ended up having a couple of shots of
tequila. Though my smaller body certainly had less capability to handle the
liquor, between the foreign excitement of being attracted to a guy, and all
of the changes I had gone through in the past day, I desperately needed the
relaxation.


Soon enough, we out sweating on the dance floor again. This time it wasn't
the fast beat that was making me sweat, it was the intimate slow dancing as
he pulled me tight to his chest. It was a feeling I never would have
imagined as a man, what I would have detested before now felt so warm and
secure. My breasts pressed against the thin fabric of my shirt against his
muscular body. I could have melted as his upper leg occasionally brushed
against inside of my thighs, pushing my skirt higher and higher, soon
enough I was rubbing my crotch as best as I could, fortunately the smoke,
crowds, and dark dance floor kept most people from noticing as my skirt
slipped higher and higher, and my thighs clenched tighter and tighter
around his leg. His hands squeezed my butt towards him as I felt his
erection start to grow.

It wasn't long before I had to beg off the dance floor, as I feared people
would start to notice. He suggested a walk outside to get some air (which I
most definitely needed). We barely had the chance to get around the corner
of the building before we were groping each other in the darkened confines
of the entranceway to an insurance company. There was something
tremendously erotic about the way he grabbed my back and gently lowered his
head to my waiting lips. Soon enough, even my intense lust could not hide
the fact that my sweaty body was now starting to get very chilly in the
20-degree mountain air. With a gentle squeeze of his crotch I suggested we
go back inside and get Alexa and Jeff and get a ride home (Jeff was the
only one in the shape to drive). Josh, knowing what was in store for him
later willingly obliged.

Minutes later Josh and I were in the back of Jeffs Durango furiously
rubbing against each other both in a desperate attempt too keep warm and a
mad lust. His cold hand was soon warming itself by slowly moving up my
shirt to my perky, and now very erect nipples. Giggling with a ticklish
anticipation, I rolled over on to his lap, Just spreading my legs apart
sent a warm spasm from my crotch all the way up through my chest. I
carefully kissed him and then mischievously shoved my cold hands down his
pants, Within seconds his erect member had shrunk to barely a handful.

The doors to the Durango opened and shut as I actually took the time to
look away from Josh to notice we were now in Jeffs garage, Alexa and Jeff
fondling each other as they walked up the steps, our heated show had
obviously inspired them to their own pursuits. I realized now that not only
was I incredibly horny, but that I desperately wanted this man whose lap I
was sitting on.

In order to make amends for the cold hand (and satisfy some curiosity of my
own!) I took my hand out of his pants rolled off of him. Kissing his neck,
I gently unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his fly one by one. I grabbed
his pants and lowered them enough to afford myself easy access. With my
back arched and my butt sticking high into the air, I cautiously explored
his slowly growing member. After a few tentative kisses, I took the whole
thing into my mouth and started moving up and down his thick shaft. Within
moments he was hard as a rock. His moans and my own intermingled as I
rubbed my clit and brought myself to an orgasm only moments after his
own. The taste of his cum, rather than disgusting me only seemed to
energize me in the most sexual of ways

"oh baby, that was incredible" he said to me in his cute western drawl.

I had to stop him as he made a move to button up his Jeans, "Oh no you
don’t, cowboy!" I said. "We've some cleaning up to do!" I proceeded
to lick up every little bit of cum, and then to suck on his limp member
until I was rewarded. After quickly removing my panties, I once again
stretched over him and slowly descended onto his throbbing penis. I winced
as my tight virgin pussy slowly wrapped around his manliness. It was a
feeling unlike I had ever known, I could feel every little ripple and vein
on him as we moved in unison in the back seat of the Durango. My shirt was
raised just high enough to expose my nipples which he tenderly sucked on,
every time his rough tongue crossed my nipple he sent even more erotic
thrills through my body. After only a few minutes of incredible pleasure
flowing through every pore in my body, I was rocked with an explosive
orgasm, followed quickly by another, then another, timed in step with each
thrust as he started to take control. I nearly passed out with pleasure
when he exploded inside me, everything a blur until I was resting limply on
his chest, depleted of energy.