Forever Magic

Chapter 4
A Strange Change Completed

So it was, with butterflies in his stomach, that Ethan took the kitchen scissors from the drawer. He proceeded to chop the panties into tiny pieces, thinking despite what he’d witnessed that every cut could mean his adventure could be over. But there was no other choice. He couldn’t live with just the bottom half, simply the face, merely the pretty little chest, he wanted it all, the thought had possessed him, he had to be the whole little girl, more than anything in the world.

He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. He took a piece of the cotton material and placed it on his tongue then took a gulp of water. He didn’t feel anything, but this he expected; he hadn’t felt anything when putting on the panties, he’d only ever felt anything when he noticed the changes. He took a few more pieces. At least they were going down easy, he thought.

After another gulp he finally noticed something. His feet were no longer touching the floor. He stood up and chuckled at his diminished height, and then chuckled again at the sound of the first chuckle. It wasn’t quite the angelic tone he’d heard moments before, but it was certainly happening. He looked down his pants and saw that his penis was ridiculously small, barely baby-sized, shrinking back and back toward his pelvis like a dying erection only much, much smaller. Looking at it he could actually feel himself becoming hard, but this made no difference to the fact that his penis would soon be no more. He grabbed the remaining pieces of material and stuffed them in his mouth, almost frantic, gulping them down with water.

It was done. He walked through to the hall - kicking the last of his oversized clothes off - and stood in front of the mirror, not believing what he saw. No, actually he could believe. He could feel that what he saw was true. He - she - could feel the vacancy between his legs, could feel the last change happening while silken blonde hair fell down the back of his neck. He was beautiful. His skin was soft, his chest, though still flat as a board, was soft and a little chubby.

’Emily,’ he thought.

"My name is Emily," she told the mirror, with the vastest smile on her face that Ethan could never have dreamed.