Move the party to the club!

Dale was in heaven.

Cindy had pleased him three times so far. All he had done was take it. Yes, he was in a sexy women's body now, emphasis on sexy, but if he didn't focus too much on how empty his crotch felt or why it was feeling the way it was, he could just enjoy it.

After all, he had dreamed of being with Cindy for such a long time now. Who knew that all he had to do to get with her, was grow a pair. Literally!

Dale now lay on top of the car they had been making love on, cuddling up next to Cindy. "Hmm, that was fantastic, Cindy. Actually, I've been meaning to ask you something for a while now. Something kinda personal." He waited for her to reply.

No reply.

"Cindy?" Dale opened his eyes and saw he was lying alone on the hood of the car. "Cindy!" He looked around and spotted Cindy not far from him...giving head to three dudes at the same time! "Cindy!"

"What?" Cindy looked up from her activity, release covering her mouth.

Dale gasped at the sight. "What are you doing?!"

"Well, you were lacking a certain equipment, so I sought out said equipment!"

Dale blushed, "That's not my fault! I didn't choose this!" He gestured down at his breasts.

Cindy shrugged, "I know. Which is why I didn't want to wake you to complain. You looked so comfortable."

"Because I thought I was lying next to...nevermind. Could you stop that?"

"Why?"

"Why? Because its gross!"

"You think so? Have you tried?"

"N-no of course not."

"Do you want to? Plenty to go around."

"Yeah, baby!" One of the guys Cindy was blowing off touched his crotch while stating this.

"Eww, no thanks. Let's leave, Cindy. Please?" Dale moved closer to Cindy.

Who grabbed his hand. "Come! The guys say a new night club has opened. It's suppose to be the shit!" Cindy started leading Dale along. The naked guys were surrounding them.

"Um, Cindy, no, please!"

But Cindy's hold was firm. "It'l be fun. I promise."

Dale did not like it, but he was being lead along by Cindy and the tree guys, still naked, still with annoyingly perfect six-packs.

Not before to long, they came up on a smart nightclub, one they could hear before they could see, the music being so loud. Dale hated the music that was being played, and he hated nightclubs even more. But there were a lot of things he would do for Cindy. Besides, she was being so insistent and she seemed genuinly excited.

The line out front was long, but one the naked guys were assuring Cindy and Dale that knew the bouncer, and that they could just skip the line. And sure enough, as they smuggled past the other eager, sexy and perfect, people, no one complained, and when they headed inside, the bouncer didn't even bat an eye. Almost like they were invisible.

Inside were two large doors, closed. Odd. Dale and Cindy each took one handle each. And pushed inside.

Coming inside felt like a wave passing through them. It felt like nothing Dale had ever felt before. Maybe except when they had thrown all those water balloons at him, causing his transformation into a woman in the first place. This felt similar.

To check, Dale looked over at Cindy. And was shocked at what he saw: her breasts were certainly bigger. Cindy had become rounder. Her lips were also bigger. And she was wearing more make-up.

"Cindy, it's happened again!"

Cindy looked down at herself.

"Oh my god!"

"I know! This is ridiculous!"

Cindy laughed, "No, like oh my god, look at me!" She squeezed her larger breasts. "These feel amazing!"

Dale couldn't stop staring. "So, you're just okay with slowly becoming less and less like yourself?"

"Well, if it's only making me more sexy, then, yeah, I am. This feels like an upgrade." Cindy touches her now larger butt. "Uhh, this one is soft. Bet it makes sitting softer too!"

"Hm, I still got a bad feeling about this."

"Why? have you checked yourself out yet? I'm kinda jealous, actually."

Dale panicked. "What do you mean?" Had he changed too? Again? For better or worse. When he looked down at himself, he decided it was worse: his breasts had doubled in size! And did his lips feel bigger. Come to think of it, moving them was harder too, how had he not noticed? He touched his now larger breasts.

And let out a loud involuntary moan.

"No no no no no no no NO! This is much, MUCH WORSE!" He needed a mirror! He needed someplace quiet. He needed to order!

Dale dashed out between people and tried to find the bathroom. But he only managed to find a quiet corridor. It would have to do. Dale sat down, closed his eyes and wished this whole thing to be over. But when he opened his eyes, he only needed to look down or move his lips a bit to know that everything was not as it should be. Why had this happened to him? Dale found that emotions were building up, the pressure becoming too much, and tears threatened to burst free.

"Are you okay miss?"

Dale snapped around at the new voice, ignoring the bounce his body now made. It was a masculine voice, belonging to a man with brown hair and an impressive long beard. He was wearing a buttoned shirt with a vest and he was clearly muscular. His voice sounded gentle.

"Are you okay, miss?" He repreated.

Dale had to swallow to not start crying. Finally someone was asking! "Yeah. Just...it's been a night."

"Ah, I see. We all have those. It's perfectly okay to just, head home you know. Tomorrow will be better. I promise."

"How can you promise...you know, that actually sounds very nice." Dale looks up at the tall man. That was a handsome beard. And his presence made her feel...safe? "But I can't leave without my friend."

"I see. Well, go tell her how you feel. I'm sure she'll understand and you guys can go home together."

"Yeah, if only it were that easy. We're kinda a long way from home. Besides, it doesn't seem like she wants to leave. Oh my god!" Dale had just spotted Cindy. She was up on stage in the middle of the night club, flashing her now larger breasts at the audience. "Excuse me!" Dale stormed toward Cindy.

"What ARE you doing?"

"Dale? That you? Gosh, I had forgotten how feminine you were now."

Dale blushed at that.

"Come on up, join me. Those puppies are just begging to be flashed!"

Dale blushed even more. "Absolutely not. Now, please, get down from there, let's go home!"

"Home? But I'm having so much fun!"

"No, please," Dale's voice become high pitched. "Please, this is too much for me. Please, come back home with me?"

"What's that? I can't hear you over the people?" The audience was shouting and reaching for Cindy.

"Please, let's go back home. I can't handle this any longer!" Dale was trying to talk louder, but to no avail. She couldn't talk over the roaring audience.

"Sorry, Dale. Can't hear you. The people demand me." Cindy shrugs and smiles. "See you later!" Before going back to squeezing her tits for the audience.

Dale stood, alone again, in the middle of the room, feeling very small and abandoned.

"What a friend." It was the man again.

Dale turned around toward him. And was surprised a how large he was, when Dale stood just before him. It made her feel weird.

"Ohm," The man spoke. "If you want, I could escort you home? Name's Christian, by the way."