"Doesn't it look better on me?"

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There's this guy. Handsome, charming, confident, clever, generous, kind and frustratingly already in a relationship when I fell in love with him. Yuuki has been in a relationship with a colleague of mine for at least two years. They got together shortly after I started working in the same department as them and for some time I was fine with just being friends with both Yuuki and his girlfriend. After all, he is straight and I was a man.

But that equation changed when I got SP. I seemed to go through stages 1, 2 and 3 quicker than most but it wasn't the fastest change that the doctors had seen and I appeared to adjust to it remarkably well so they were not worried. I'd never imagined I'd ever become a woman, but I had often fallen for straight men so part of me was glad that I had gotten SP. And oh boy was SP generous. I'd changed from a kind of handsome but very plain man into an absolute bombshell of a woman with an almost impossible hourglass figure, long silky smooth hair, perfect soft skin and a gorgeous face. Sure, it took some practice to walk with that graceful seductive sway, especially in heels, but was it ever worth it. Every man, including Yuuki, can not keep their eyes off of me. Getting groped on the train every once in a while (maybe more often than that if I'm honest) is easily worth how easy it now is to seduce the men who never even looked at me a year ago.

Yuuki and his girlfriend had invited me to a party at their place. Other friends were coming, but I made sure I was early. His girlfriend who's name I 'somehow' keep forgetting and keep misspelling, offered to lend me a few of her dresses. A very kind offer. Especially because while we are the same height and have a similarly small waist, my curves are more impressive than hers. She's pretty but I'm scorching hot. And tonight I will make damn sure Yuuki knows that. So I called out to him, to get a man's opinion on my makeup and dress if you will.

"Yuuki, dear, how do I look? You love this dress don't you? Doesn't it look better on me?" I ask in the huskiest, most seductive voice I can manage as I bend over for him and make sure the thin fabric of this dress stretches taut across my bubble butt.