Andrew who has been single for too long.

Andrew had sought solace in the library. He had been heading to the beach, when the usual gang of bully punks had cornered him and started chasing him. Even though he was older than them, there was no way he could face down eight at once. It's always fun to bully the fat kid, or so Andrew had learned. But today he had shown them. He had outrun them. And sought solace inside the library, the last place those punks would think to look for him.

So now he was catching his breath, feeling pathetic for having to run in the first place, but proud that managed to outrun them without a scratch for once. Sweating heavily, though, but it was a hot day.

He had initially gone to the beach to look at some women in bikinis. Just looking, he knew he didn't have a chance with any of them. And Andrew had sort of accepted that at this point. He could still look even if he would never touch. Those plans were thrown out the window now, though. Now he just had to make it safely back to his lonesome apartment. But he didn't dare go outside until he knew the coast was clear. So for now, he just stayed put. He needed something to do while waiting.

So he took out his phone. But before he turned it on, he spotted a book. On the floor. Curious.

For the sake of good manners, he picked it up to put it back on the shelf. Until he spotted something perculiar about the book, and instead, put it on the table and started reading.

INSIDE THE STORY:

Cindy felt a weird thrumming in her ear. Was that music? She opened her eyes and saw that she was in a car. And yes, there were music being played outside the car. It seemed like a lot of ruckus was happening outside. What Cindy noticed mostly was how hot everyone look. Perfect bodies, the men were six packed muscular, the women busty and curvy supermodels, everyone's hair was perfect. Cindy couldn't stop staring.

That's when she noticed Dale who was **** next to her in the car. She hit him on the shoulder.

"Wake up, man!"

"Huh?" Dale moved before opening his eyes. "Cindy? Since when have you gotten a car? And since when did our neighbors get so hot?!"

"Something weird is going on. I'm gonna go out an explore."

"Is that wise? Maybe we should just drive away?"

"Oh you think the six-packs are dangerous, do you?"

"Well, no. But, do you remember getting here? Cause I don't. Weren't we at the library?"

Memories of her body twisting and turning to fit into a book surfaced inside Cindy's mind. Memories she quickly suppressed. It wasn't the time. "Anyway, we could talk to someone at the very least."

"Cindy, Cindy!"

But Cindy had already opened the door and was heading outside. "Hi, what are celebrating..." Someone threw a water balloon right into Cindy's face. "The fuck! Who Threw that?!"

"Cindy?"

"Who fucking threw that at me? Someone is going to die! Whoever threw that better come clean, now!"

"Cindy!"

"What?!" Cindy turned to Dale.

"Um, look down at yourself."

Cindy looked down. And yes, she was wet, but she was also wearing nothing but a bikini. "What the...?!" Not only that, but her breasts were much larger. And her figure. Oh boy, her figure. She moved to the car window to peak at her reflection. Her hair and face had also changed.

"Oh my god! I'm hot!"

"Yes, it's horrible, now get in...what did you say?" Dale stared at Cindy.

"Look at me! I'm hot!" Cindy seemed almost excited about this.

"Umm, I guess."

"No. No guessing. I'm hot now, its a fact! I mean, look at these! Look at this hair. Look at me!"

"Well, you were hot before too."

"Not like this." Cindy couldn't take her eyes of herself. "I bet I could get Fred to look at me now. And want me."

"OKay, that's it, we're getting out!" Dale moved to exit the car, but once he got close to the door, was bombarded with water balloons and drenched. "Oh my god."

"Dale?" Cindy quickly moved to help her friend, stoping up at the door, frozen and staring at Dale.

"What? How bad is it?" Dale's voice seems higher.

"Um, pretty bad. Or, pretty good, depending on who you are."

Dale leaned forward to look at himself in the rearmirror. But he was no longer a he.

Long blonde sexy hair, sexy face, sexy lips, sexy body, sexy breasts, sexy everything. Just not male!

"No no no no no no no no NO! This can't be! Cindy help me! This can't be!"

"You're guess is as good as mine. I have no idea what's going on."

"But I'm a women! This can't be!"

"Sorry dude."

Dale grabbed the keys in the car, attempting to start it. It made some valid sounds, but ultimately didn't start. Dale tried again. "Piece of shit, no no no!" Dale instead crawled out the car and started walking.

Cindy followed. "Where are you going?"

"I don't know. But I can't stand still. Have to move."

"Okay. Hey, for what's its worth, you look good."

Dale snapped around at Cindy. "Don't say that. This is wrong. This is...is so wrong. I mean look at me. This isn't me."

"I am looking at you." Cindy stared at Dale's new tits.

"But it isn't me! Stop staring!"

"I can't, baby." Some guy who had just walked past had spoken to them. He had short black hair, perfectly stylished, and were showcasing his annoyingly perfect sixpack and muscles. The sight made Dale feel weird.

"No one called you!" Snapped Dale.

"Oh, but why not, pretty face. A pair like you, no one wants to miss out on."

Cindy was biting her lips. Dale felt uncomfortable.

The guy continued: "As a matter of fact, since you're both pretty, why don't you guys kiss?"

"What?" Dale exclaimed.

"Okay" Cindy replied.

"What?" Dale exclamied at Cindy.

Cindy just shrugged. She kept looking up and down Dale's new face. "I mean, don't you want to?"

Dale gulped. "Well, maybe. But, this is still wrong."

"Then don't focus on that." Cindy was leaning closer. "In fact, why don't you just focus on me?" With that Cindy closed the gap and started kissing Dale.

Dale could smell Cindy. He could taste her and feel her close body presence. It had a strange effect on him. And the longer they kissed, the more he found himself enjoying it.

Their kissing earned them a cheer from the surrounding crowd.

"You're so hot right now." Cindy whispered to Dale.

"Really?"

"Oh yes. I could just take you!" Cindy pushed Dale onto the nearest car trunk.

"Cindy?"

But Cindy didn't replied. Instead she pushed Dale further unto the car and moved lower down Dale's body, toward his crotch.

"Cindy?"

"Shhhh, Dale, let this happen" Cindy started kissing Dale's crotch. The feeling was weird, he was not used to feeling this empty down there. But it wasn't an unwelcome feeling.

"Okay. But, be gentle. Please".

Cindy smiled up to him, as she removed his bikini bottom. "Of course."

Dale's world then exploded a third time this afternoon.