Mirror Makeover

I know Davis magically made us best friends so I don't hate him anymore, but he still needs to be taught a lesson! Sure, I love boys and can't wait to get a real, juicy cock in my hands, but I was straight, like, five minutes ago! It's so confusing! I'm mad, but I can't imagine ever being anything but a sweet, little femboy ever again! Oh! There's an idea! I'll give my BFF exactly what he gave me!

A second later, Davis gasped as he found himself in the nude. Kay-Kay still held his hard dick in one hand while the other one gripped the orb. But the emo twink still had several inches of reach and twice the strength of his femboy friend, so he immediately pressed his advantage to grab for the magic ball.

"Ah-ah!" chided Kay-Kay. "No touching!"

Davis froze. Kay-Kay giggled like a girl at a slumber party.

"Don't worry, bestie!" he chirped. "I'm not gonna hurt you! I'm just gonna make us even! Oh, but I got it backwards, didn't I? You made me a little shrimp before you took my clothes off. Okay, then..."

Still unable to move, Davis panicked as he looked down at the gay godling. An eyeblink later, he no longer had to.

"There!" declared Kay-Kay. "Now we're the same height. Well, almost. I made you five feet tall, so I guess I must be, like, five-two or something. Anyway, what's next? Oh, yeah! You're still way too buff! Boys don't want to see all that muscle!"

Davis would never have considered himself buff before. However, it was true that compared to Kay-Kay's pencil-thin arms and narrow shoulders he looked like a linebacker. That soon changed.

"Oh, sexy!" cheered Kay-Kay. "Nice flat tummy, skinny little waist, and no more muscles! I bet you weigh, like, way less than a hundred pounds! Oh, but you know what? Because you're my best friend in the whole world, I'm gonna give you a little something extra!"

The next moment, Davis felt a tug as his ass instantly expanded into two volleyball-sized globes. His new bubble butt looked massive on his tiny frame, and its weight almost made his knees buckle.

"Looking good, bestie!" said Kay-Kay. "Hey, wait a second...is that...?"

The little femboy craned his neck to take a look at his own, newly expanded ass. It perfectly matched his friend's.

"Wow, we're like twinsies! Gosh, this thing's heavy! I guess we could use a tiny bit of muscle, but only in our legs. And not too showy! There! Some thick, jiggly thighs to go with our big, round money-makers! Oh! But I see one big difference between us. Gotta change that!"

Davis whimpered as they both gazed down at his still erect dick. At a hard five-and-a-half inches, it never looked so impressive in all of the young twink's life.

"Okay, let's count this one down," chuckled Kay-Kay. "Five...four...three-and-a-half...three inches! Hmm, is that enough? I know mine's really tiny now, but I haven't gotten hard yet, so I don't know if we match. Well, let's make it an even two, just to be sure!"

With that, Davis' throbbing pecker shrunk to the size of a tube of lip balm. The balls beneath it looked huge by comparison, but Kay-Kay did not seem to notice.

"Is that it?" asked Kay-Kay. "Oh, silly me! You're hair! Well, I've got pink, soo...you can have blue! Hmm....maybe a little longer, too. Oh! And pigtails! And you have to have bangs, like me! And, of course, lots and lots of makeup! Oh, you can be an e-gurl! Do you want freckles? I think you need freckles! This is so much fun! I never played with dolls before -- because I was too tough and boyish, of course -- but this must be just like that. There! Now you're just as adorable as me!"

Davis stood like a statue, a monument to male femininity. Even in the waning light of the evening, his pale skin shone like a beacon, topped by his bright, powder blue hair that poked out at the sides of his head in two short tails. He might not have been very masculine before, but what stood in the empty field now had only one, very small trace of manhood left.

As Kay-Kay admired his work, the sound of a bus returning from an away game reminded him of where they were.

"Oh shit!" he gasped. "I better hurry up! Okay, clothes. We can go shopping or something later, but for now we'll do the basics. Frilly blue boy shorts. Stripey knee socks. Booty shorts for that awesome ass. Tank top? No, you need something really girly...like a floral blouse with puffy sleeves. And since I like my sneakers so much you can have a matching pair! Good! What else? Oh, yeah! You look so cute I almost forgot you're just normal gay, not super-duper gay, like me! Well, let's fix that!"

Davis may have only come out a short while ago, but he knew he was gay for years. However, while growing up he tried to fit in and did his best to act like other boys. Even after he embraced his new lifestyle, he still retained a few boyish habits. Or, he did until this moment. As Kay-Kay made his final change, a wave of exaggerated girlishness overwhelmed him. At the same time, his interest in boys went from "high" to "through the roof."

"Okay, all done for reals now," said Kay-Kay. "You can move and stuff. So, how do you feel, bestie?"

"How do I feel?!" asked Davis. "How do you think?! I want to find some hot boys, like, right now! And don't call me Davis -- that's sounds so butch! From now on I'm...Daffy!"

They both giggled. Then they locked arms and skipped towards the parking lot.

"So where should we go?" asked Kay-Kay. "We could, like, go to that party tonight, or walk downtown, or--"

"--Or go to your house and tease your big brother!" interrupted Daffy. "I used to think he was a bigger jerk than you, but I bet he's got a really big dick!"

"You're so bad!" said Kay-Kay. "Well, which one, should we do?"