Five minutes to midnight
From time to time tough he does wonder if he is missing something in his life. It is not that he's had a bad life, on the contrary. A loving family, good friends, a steady job, a roof over his head, great health... A relationship from time to time, but, never long, never anything permanent.
He should be happy, he should pleased at the very least.
The clock begins to count down the last 10 seconds till midnight. Josh still deep in thought. There is one thing. Something that he has never told anyone, something he himself often struggles to acknowledge. He sometimes ignores it, he sometimes rationalizes it as some form of escapism, or merely a fetish. He can't deny however the amount of time he spend online looking pictures and reading stories and short stories about the subject. Even sometimes it fills his thoughts when he isn't online.
It isn't something that can be done, or can be achieved, why bother thinking about why bother wanting it.
5... 4... 3... 2...
For a moment he acknowledges what it is he is missing. What he truly wants. And in this extremely rare occasion he dares to say it out loud:
"I want to be a woman."
The clock strikes midnight and fireworks set the night sky ablaze. Josh gets up from his bed and stand more closely in front of the window. His hand touching the cold glass as he admires the fireworks.
He feels a strange tingle across his body likely from the cold glass he recons.
Ignoring the strange feeling Josh continues to look up into the sky. As his brown hair begins to lengthen. It grows steadily past his shoulder and with his head tilted upwards it doesn't obstruct his view just yet.
A tightness and numbness spreads across his face as it becomes more delicate. The numbness is worst in his lips as they become more luscious and full. The tightness and numbness fades and the skin on his face begins to soften, at the same time his eyelashes become larger.
The numb face and heavier eyelids make Josh reckons he is just getting tired after a long day and promises himself to go to bed early for a chance.
Still by the window, still standing upright, he fails to notice his body is getting smaller. His overall frame is shrinking, his arms getting thinner and more delicate. His upper torso getting shorter while his legs remain mostly the same in length that is. The upper thighs begin to swell and his behind begins to balloon outwards. If it wasn't for the bathrobe he was wearing he would have surely notices those changes. The hairs on his legs, arms and chest begin to recede back into his body, leaving him hairless aside from the long brown locks on his head.
The final changes begin as Josh's nipple begin to grow and the areolas start to widen. His abdomen becomes thinner, heavily contrasted with the widened hips. The beautiful heart-shaped butt is a good indication of what is to become of Josh's chest, that is now starting to catch up with the bottom area of the body. With each breath the Josh's chest begins to puff and mounds form and enlarge. From an A-cup to a B-cup, with the next breath from B to C, from C to D, and slowly halting at a generous E-cup bosom.
Within his trousers remains the last of his masculinity, that through the process has already began to shrink. The once mighty trunk is reduced to a tiny stump and begins it last change. The penis fully withdraws into the body leaving a small opening that vertically expends into a slit. A womanly slit, a vagina. The testicles had already been retracted into the body but just now make their final transformation into ovaries, ready to produces eggs instead of seeds.
Josh feels a small discomfort in his stomach as his, excuse me, her female reproductive system finalize their transformation.
The transformation has gone unnoticed as the fireworks die down. It does takes its toll as Josh now feels incredible tired and dizzy. She can do very little more then turn away from the window, and collapse onto her bed.
...
The sun shines through the window well past the morning. The new woman has really taken her beauty sleep well into the afternoon before finally awakening. No longer numb nor dizzy, she starts to notice that something is off about her body. Still in her bathrobe she rises to he feet and is already alarmed by the long locks of hair that fall in front of her face and the sudden largeness of her usually well fitting robe.
She takes a few steps and already feels much, much more places jiggle and sway. She doesn't even bother walking any further to the bathroom, she has to see what is going on. She loosens her bathrobe.
What is reveals fills her with fear, joy, curiosity, excitement, sadness, uncertainty, all at the same time. She takes a few moment to just look, before gently beginning to feel and caress her new assets. As more time passes and she has pinched herself in the cheek several times, it dawns to her that this isn't just a dream, this is real. She is really a woman.
A tear rolls down her cheeks as she makes her way back to her bed and takes stock of what has happened. Her long time desire, her hidden wish, her secret dream has come true. The tears end and a smile grow across her face. Today is the day she has found what she was looking for. Today and for the rest of her life, she will be what she truly wanted to be.
A beautiful woman.
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Have a great new years celebration and a happy 2019 my friends.
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