I had to do something, I for sure, were to get fired. I stepped out of the building, and rode my bike back home. I couldn’t call my girlfriend, she would not believe me. So, I took a cab to her place. I knocked at her door. “Who are you? Are those? Are those my boyfriend’s clothes?” She asked. “Yes, it is me, I am your boyfriend, it happened again!” I said with tears in my eyes. She decided to humor me, and allowed me to get in.
We talked for a little while, she realized the way I talked, my mannerisms, there was no doubt, I was her boyfriend in girl form. She said I was about her size, so, she proposed I get dressed in some of her clothes. It was awkward as hell. But I have to admit, wearing a bra, panties, soft blouse, and short skirt felt somewhat good.
"You look so hot, men would want to date you” she laughed. “Haha very funny, if i am correct, I will be back to being a man at exactly 6pm” I told her.
She convinced me that to spend time, we should go out for coffee and for a walk. I agreed. However, it was the worst idea, men flirted with the both of us. And I hated that. “Lets fucking ho home” I told her. She laughed and said “you look so cute when your angry”.
Back at my place I took the girly outfit off. And just wondered around in a white shirt and boxers. Rachel and I decided to look around for my condition online, but found nothing.
At exactly 6pm, I transformed back. “Wow” Rachel said, “To tell you the truth, a few minutes ago, I still didn’t fully believe you. But after seeing you transform I can’t deny what I saw”.
Later that day I received an email where I was let go from my new job. “Well, that was expected” I told Rachel. “True, but I wonder now what kind of job you can get. Waitress, receptionist, burlesque dancer” she mocked me. “Haha very funny” I answered.
We slept together that night. In the morning I was preparing breakfast, when 9am hit. As expected, I transformed once again. My girlfriend saw the whole thing. She even recorded the transformation. She asked me to get naked, she inspected my whole body. “Remarkable” she said. “You have such a beautiful body” she said, and I blushed.
She handed me some of her clothes. It felt weird wearing long pink stockings, but Rachel seemed to enjoy seeing me dressed like that.
I sat on the couch, feeling weird. “Lets pretend you are a girl” she said. “No thank you” I responded. “Oh come on! Humor me!” She said. “Fine… let’s talk boys, and gossip” I said mocking her. She looked at me kinda upset. “That’s the sexiest comment you have ever made” she replied. “You are right. Sorry… but i just feel so vulnerable” I said as my eyes got teary. She sat by my side. “Come on sweetie, let it all out” she said. Something happened inside of me, as I cried, I started talking to Rachel like if I was really a woman, sharing my feelings, telling her how hard this has been, and that while I want to be a guy again, I actually feel somewhat curious about acting like a girl. “That’s my girl, lets go out together, pretend we are best friends, and flirt with guys, I want to see you loosen up” she proposed.