Wendy who secretly dreams of love

Wendy has been exiled. At least that is how it felt to her, with everyone else ostracizing her on a hot Sunday. She knew other people found her weird, with her punk aesthetic and dyed lines of hair, and her rude attitude.

They never understood it was all a defense mechanism. The truth was that Wendy was scared shitless of other people. So she avoided them, like they avoided her. A perfect combination.

So Wendy often went to the library. It was a place of solace for her. No one here bothered her, due to her looks, so she could just enjoy time on her own. Wendy loved it. Even though a day like this was too hot to spend inside. But Wendy's skin had never really agreed much with the sun, so this was for the best.

The problem with spending a lot of time in libraries in small towns? You got to a point, where there were no new books to explore. This was one such day for Wendy. She kept perusing, but every book was something she had read before. Nothing new. Bummer.

Until, wait, is that a book on the floor. Some people! Wendy picked it up and stopped at the somewhat bad title. This, bad as it seemed, was something new!

Wendy sat down at the nearest table and opened the book.

INSIDE THE STORY:

Dale woke up, his head lying on the his school desk. Fuck, had he falling asleep in college again! He quickly got up. Wait, why was the classroom so empty?

Not empty, there was someone else lying asleep at another table. He approached the person, and after noticing the red hair, could see it was Cindy. He shook her and called her name. She awake slowly, "Huh?"

"Get up, you're sleeping in class! Wait, class? Cindy, do you remember coming to class?"

Cindy straightened herself and looked around, eyes glossy, "No...No-wait! I remember a book. And...falling?"

Dale looks around. He too has memories of literally being pulled into the book he found. But that couldn't be! Could it? If Cindy remembered the same thing? Could they have had some sort of collective dream?

Dale moved out into the hallway. It was as empty as the classroom. "What's happening here?"

Cindy also starts looking around. "This looks like our college." She looks out the window. "Where are all the people? Is it still Sunday?"

As to answer their question, the bell suddenly rings. "No!" Cindy exclaimed, "Did I miss Fred?"

Dale sighed.

"This is your fault!"

"Get over yourself! I'm sure Fred would love to show you his abs if you ask. If you can even man up and talk to him, that is."

"Dude! Not cool! Ugh, I knew it was a bad idea to indulge you. I should just have whipped the band aid of quickly, instead of trying to ease you into it."

Dale looked at Cindy. "What do you mean?"

"Well...Dale, we're growing up."

"So?"

"And we're growing apart."

"We are?"

Cindy cocked her head. "Come on. You've felt it too. It's perfectly normal to..." Cindy stopped talking.

"Cindy?"

Cindy was straining her face. "Something's hap-happening. I-I feel we-weird. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO MY VOICE?" Cindy's voice was getting deeper, like she had something stuck in her throat. But that wasn't the only thing changing about her.

"Cindy! Your hair!"

"What's with my hair?" She reached up to it, and discovered it wasn't were it was suppose to be. She felt her scalp, and could feel it being a lot shorter than normal. Too short. Actually, it was just short now. "WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?" Her voice was now deep and she no longer sounded like herself. Her face was also starting to change shape and structure. Cindy groaned out, as her body also started to change shape. She was growing bigger, filling out, becoming more...muscular?

Dale was shocked as he watched Cindy grow out into a full blond man! Even her clothes shaped to fit her new form.

"What...What just happened?" Cindy looked down at herself - himself, in shock.

"Cindy?"

"Yeah?"

"You're a dude!"

"I'VE NOTICED!"

"Wait, um, are you a dude?" Dale was nodding at Cindy's crotch.

Cindy blushed into a tomato. "NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!"

"Just curi- ahem... just curious, what the hell! Is...is something happen... Oh no!" Dale voice was now also becoming to sound different. But after looking over Cindy current huge muscles, he didn't feel so bad. "I mean oh yes, muscles, bring it on!"

Dale looked down at himself and let himself embrace the changes. He didn't question when his hair grew out, long hair is trendy on men these days. And he welcomed it when his chest grew bigger. "Hell yeah, look at the size of these...um, things. Wait, why is my chest so sensitive?".

Cindy was starting to snicker.

"What?!" Dale exclaimed. Was Cindy bigger now than he had originally noticed?

"Well, maybe you'd want to take a look in the mirror."

Why- ahem, what's up with my voice? Why?" Dale moved to the mirror by the teacher's desk.

He hadn't changed into a muscular man like Cindy had. But into a busty woman!

"What the hell!"