I haven't had to wear a suit since before covid and now I'm invited to a wedding with events all weekend requiring a different outfit for every event. It's nice having rich friends when they're inviting you to their beach houses or their private ski cabins. But when you need to shell out a couple thousand for their California weddings it becomes almost impossible for a guy in a low-paying job like myself to afford.
Considering I put on a few pounds since I last had to wear a suit, I went to my local clothing store and looked in the clearance section and even there I was a bit over budget. I'm sure the store's saleswoman noticed how clearly distressed I was and showed me to a new, state of the art way of picking out an outfit. I was too embarassed to admit that it wasn't a matter of style, rather price, so I let her do what she needed.
She brought me over to a giant mirror with a camera and a giant touch screen. She made me download a whole app and sign up for a free trial after setting up my profile. She also explained that it was extremely glitchy before walking away and leaving me to figure it out for myself, and I had no choice to believe her because I could feel my phone lightly vibrating like I've never felt it before. Within two outfits it began acting up, and I saw the image myself in the virtual mirror wearing a woman's outfit.
"Excuse me, but I think something is wrong here," I explained to the saleswoman and she came clacking back in her high heels and began tapping on random spots on the screen until it went black. It must've still been connected to my phone because it began flashing and vibrating like crazy. I don't know how but it made my hand clench around it, and the shock spread up my arm and across my entire body. As it reached my head I lost my vision and woke up on the ground.
"Umm...miss?" I heard the saleswoman shouting above me as I opened my eyes. I was lying on the floor unaware of how I got there.
"Wh-what happened?" I asked, hearing a woman's voice instead of my own.
"Well we solved one problem," she optimistically shrugged, helping me onto my feet, feeling air on my now bare legs. "We got the mirror to show you in the right kind of clothes," she added as I stood on wobbly legs, seeing a pretty brunette woman looking back at me in the virtual mirror. "Ugh...they said this might happen..."
"Oh so now it's basically just a woman filter too?" I asked with frustration, throwing my hands on my hips. I was still hearing a woman's voice which was odd. I looked down and saw I was wearing a dress! I put my hands on my chest and felt breasts and went down between my legs where I was missing an important apendage. "What the fuck happened??"
It took a while (and a lot of tissues because I was crying for some reason), but the saleswoman finally calmed me down. The IT guy in charge of the mirror explained that it would take a few days to fix the bugs in its programming before they could change me back, and the company that made the mirror made an agreement to pay off all expenses that this hardship would cause and I got them to agree to pay for my entire wedding weekend to avoid a lawsuit.
But until they could fix the situation the saleswoman agreed to help me acclimate to this new body for the wedding. We toyed around with the mirror for a little longer and I got a whole free wardrobe that I could don directly through the app for the duration of my womanhood. After a few hours I was walking out of the store in high heels and a new outlook on how this whole wedding could go!
I explained my predicament to the bride, my friend Jennifer, before I flew out to California. We both agreed that it would be for the best that we keep my situation a secret from anyone outside our friend group to keep me from stealing the attention from her on her wedding day. I was fully on board because as I walked into the masquerade welcoming party I felt my confidence melt away. Luckily I found my friend group and we all had a good laugh over my predicament over a few flutes of champagne and hors d'oeuvres.
I hadn't gotten used to the feeling of wearing women's clothing in public, regardless of how much I fit into the beautiful garments. But the more I drank the more comfortable I got. I went from thinking the stares were because they knew my secret, but as the night went on I began to enjoy the attention!
That night we kept the party rolling and went to a local club, knowing that we couldn't let an opportunity like me being a woman go to waste. I was invited to the girl's hotel room to get dolled up for the night and I couldn't help but get into the moment. We posted all over social media and had plenty of laughs over the remarkable breasts hanging off my chest.
We danced and laughed all night. Unfortunately the booze had a greater effect on my petite new build and I woke up to the girls shaking me out of bed to get ready with them hours before I would have as a man.
I got to go to the salon with them and get my makeup done by professionals for the big ceremony. Jennifer even decided to make me a last minute bridesmaid for the ceremony, and I couldn't help but feel an attraction towards one of the groomsmen who wouldn't take his eyes off me from the moment I walked with him down the aisle until the dancing started at the reception.
The two of us danced together first as a joke, but then we began getting touchier as the day went on. Being it was an earlier wedding, we were off to the afterparty, and with my handy dandy app, I was dressed and ready to steal the show in a flash.
While the other girls got dressed for the after party, me and my new suitor made our way to my hotel room where he tore my new wardrobe off of me and let me take a tour of my new parts like I hadn't before. The feeling of his rock hard cock in me had me so wet between my legs I thought I could feel it dripping down my thighs. The bouncing of my breasts, the sweat in my long thick hair, and the uncontrollable moans I made had my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I rode him like bullrider.
I shook and my mind went numb as my entire body erupted with an orgasm. I felt him cum inside me and it only prolonged the quivers and sexual satisfaction. The two of us showered together before rejoining the party and I couldn't help but feel like I didn't want to go back to that store to get this gender change reversed. Maybe I could get this rich boy to give me the same dream wedding Jennifer had!