Tentacle_Lover
Supernova
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2009
For almost all of his life, everyone had always told Drake that he looked like a girl. His parents had said it a few times, everyone at school always picked on him because of it...both the boys and the girls...always picking on him...always teasing. He had learned to more or less tune it out by this point, just retreating into the little world of his mind, getting on with his school work and ignoring the taunts of his classmates until he could get home. This had been going on for near enough the entire 15 years of Drake's life. Now...he'd decided that he might as well at least try something. Having saved up his allowance, done odd jobs here and there, Drake had saved up money and gone to a part of town neither he or his parents ever went to. There, he had purchased a few things, a womans blouse, a skirt, a pair of black lacy panties and a matching bra.
When he got home, his parents had still been at work....perfect. With a slight grin, shaking a little from excitement, Drake had pulled on the clothes slowly. The panties first, then the bra...he'd had a little trouble with that one, fumbling behind him before being able to pull it on. The bra was made for a set of 38DD breasts, so there was plenty of loose fabric, though Drake intended to put some stuffing into them later on, although he didn't for now. Next came the blouse, it felt a lot like a normal shirt really. Then finally the skirt, a rather short one that showed off Drake's legs....even they looked feminine.
Slowly, Drake turned, looking at himself in the mirror, and unable to suppress a slight giggling noise. "Wow...I....like this I really do look like a girl don't I...? I bet anyone who didn't know me would really think I was a girl after all..." He grinned, so focused on his reflection that he didn't notice an odd light forming on the floor beneath him, the light snaking and twisting into an odd pattern, signs of old magic.
By the time Drake noticed, it was too late. The light suddenly shone and became blindingly bright, Drake feeling somewhat light for a moment, as if he was being lifted up from his feet for just a few seconds....and then suddenly he was back on the floor again. "Nnn..." Drake had his eyes closed tightly, stumbling slightly as he tried to clear his vision.
When he got home, his parents had still been at work....perfect. With a slight grin, shaking a little from excitement, Drake had pulled on the clothes slowly. The panties first, then the bra...he'd had a little trouble with that one, fumbling behind him before being able to pull it on. The bra was made for a set of 38DD breasts, so there was plenty of loose fabric, though Drake intended to put some stuffing into them later on, although he didn't for now. Next came the blouse, it felt a lot like a normal shirt really. Then finally the skirt, a rather short one that showed off Drake's legs....even they looked feminine.
Slowly, Drake turned, looking at himself in the mirror, and unable to suppress a slight giggling noise. "Wow...I....like this I really do look like a girl don't I...? I bet anyone who didn't know me would really think I was a girl after all..." He grinned, so focused on his reflection that he didn't notice an odd light forming on the floor beneath him, the light snaking and twisting into an odd pattern, signs of old magic.
By the time Drake noticed, it was too late. The light suddenly shone and became blindingly bright, Drake feeling somewhat light for a moment, as if he was being lifted up from his feet for just a few seconds....and then suddenly he was back on the floor again. "Nnn..." Drake had his eyes closed tightly, stumbling slightly as he tried to clear his vision.