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Speed Dating, Part 3 (MtF & FtM TG)
🕑 Added 2025-03-10 21:15:41 +0000 UTCBy FoxFaceStories
A Story Tier Prompt for Babjie
Lex has had another boring year in a boring job with a boring lack of love life. Determined to make the new year better, he decides to try speed dating. To his surprise, he hits it off with a girl named Kasey, who is way out of his league. At least, that’s the case at first, but soon the pair begin to transform, becoming the ideal partner for the other. Only it turns out, this includes some gender changes as well!
Part 3: Dating Changes
It was madness. It was impossible. It was a nightmare.
It was real.
Somehow, Lex and Kasey were both becoming women. Lex knew this because not only had he felt his body change, but seen Kasey’s change as well. The latter had run off saying she would call, her voice a lot more brassy than usual, and Lex could only look over his own body in shock.
Of course, it was only the first shock of several to come that night. Lex had rushed home, adjusting the seat of his car just so his feet could reach the pedals. He had definitely lost height, and a look at himself in the mirror confirmed it when he got back home.
“Holy shit, I look . . . pretty.”
It was an odd sensation, to realise his changed body wasn’t half-bad. He looked far more woman than man now, his cheeks soft and almost cherubic, his jaw rounded to give him a heart-shaped face. His blonde hair now fell almost to his shoulders. But as strange as the face looking back at him was, far stranger were the other changes to his body.
“Boobs. Actual boobs.”
He removed his shirt and poked and prodded the masses of tissue that now hung from his chest. His nipples had swollen, becoming pink and pretty with cute areolas surrounding them, wider than they had been. But the breasts themselves had to be a B-cup or so. Not big but not small either. Basically average, which meant they couldn’t easily be hidden. He played with them for a bit, cupping them and forming a thin line of cleavage.
“Woah, kind of sensitive.”
His skin was, too. All body hair was gone, and his shape had changed; he now had a thinner waist and wider hips. His genitals were also looking very deflated. It was strange, but for a moment he actually felt a sting of disappointment that he didn’t have a vulva; so much change to look like a woman but he still had a little micropenis?
“What am I thinking? Jesus, is my mind changing?”
There was, perhaps, a little more emotion there. He definitely had some more estrogen circling about, he reasoned. But he still felt like himself.
“What could possibly do this?”
He looked again at his reflection, noting the cute look he now possessed. He smiled a little, pleased at how slim his stomach was, and how petite he had become. Then he bit his lip, wondering why he was smiling.
And why his cupboard, out of the corner of his eye, now had a number of bras in it.
***
Kasey paced in circles. She had energy to burn, far more than usual despite being such a gym nut. She was taller, stronger, with muscles that were much more developed. Her hair was shorter, and her jaw more manly, with a square shape that even looked kinda . . . handsome. She posed a few times in the mirror, examining her powerful pecs now that she no longer had boobs there to cover them.
“Wow, I am super buff. Hang on.”
She jumped up and down a few times in front of her bathroom mirror.
“No jiggle! No shoulder pain! God, is this what it feels like to be a guy all the time?”
She shook her head, and there was no drag from her hair. Kasey chuckled, flexing again in the mirror, making all sorts of poses which made her laugh. Then, like Lex, she caught herself.
“Stop it Kasey, this is no laughing matter. You were on the best damn date of your life and suddenly you start changing because of a damn dating app! Because, what, we were a perfect match? Bullshit, perfect matches don’t exist! They just . . . don’t. I mean, Lex is really cute and kinda looked even cuter as a girl, but . . . ggrrh!”
She threw her hands up, accidentally hitting her hanging light . . . the one she couldn’t reach prior to this night.
“Whoops! Don’t know my own height. Jesus, does this mean I don’t have to get worried walking the street at night? That’d be kinda cool. But it’s not like I can even live like this. All my ID identifies me as Kasey.”
Didn’t it? That was the thought that hit her. If reality could change to alter her body, then perhaps other changes might take place. Slowly, she withdrew her wallet from her discarded clothing, trying to ignore once again the protuberance that was starting to push out from between her legs - she wasn’t ready for that.
“Oh my God,” she said as she looked at her driver’s license.
She immediately got out her phone and texted Lex, her heart getting a slight flutter as she remembered the lovely evening prior to this craziness.
‘Hey, we need to meet tomorrow!’
***
Lex felt a bit embarrassed when he reached the park. No one was looking at him twice, except a couple of guys who seemed to be not weirded out, but kind of interested. It was a strange feeling, but slightly . . . complimentary. This was because last night Lex had discovered that his clothing had changed. All of his clothing. He now had B-cup bras and cute denim jeans and blouses and skirts and even a few crop tops. For this warm morning, he’d selected a simple women’s shirt and denim pants that had a couple of stylish rips in them. He’d even tried to do his hair up a bit, and hadn’t done a bad job, all things considered. Still, it was very strange to be going to a public place, for all intents and purposes a woman to everyone else.
But then he saw Kasey, and had to do a double take. Just like Lex, Kasey had changed dramatically, even more than he remembered from last night. The formerly beautiful dark-skinned woman now looked like a handsome, if slightly effeminate, man. He was taller than Lex now too, he could tell even from a distance that this was the case.
The pair had agreed to meet on ‘neutral ground’, and they both gravitated to a space near the duckpond where few others were present. For a minute or so they both awkwardly kept a distance from one another, checking the other out. He really was quite handsome, Lex thought. He’d never noticed how nice men’s shoulders were until this moment, or their forearms; Kasey was wearing a simple black sleeveless shirt and running shorts. It showed off some nice thigh muscles that made Lex gulped a little.
“Um, so this is really weird,” Lex said.
“Yeah,” Kasey replied. “Really, really weird. I thought maybe we had our drinks spiked last night.”
“I thought maybe I was dreaming the whole thing up. You know, being on a date with a gorgeous woman even before a freak bodily transformation will do that to me.”
Kasey giggled, her voice more husky. “You flatterer! Um, have you changed . . . down there?”
Lex blushed. He could the rosiness rising on his pale cheeks. “Er, not exactly. Almost. I’m . . . pretty small. I swear I was bigger before!”
Kasey chuckled again. “It’s okay. I’ve got . . . a sort of proto-penis, I guess. I seriously had to lie down and listen to some smooth jazz just to cope last night, and I’m not a smooth jazz girl. If I even am still a girl.”
“Of course you are.”
“Really? I don’t look like a girl. I’m not even sure I feel like one. You’ve got the boobs I used to have!”
Lex looked down at his covered chest. The bumps were obvious.
“They feel weird.”
“Bad?”
“N-no. Not bad. Just kinda . . . weird.”
Kasey grinned. “You totally played with them last night, didn’t you?”
Another blush, but Lex giggled in response as well. “Can you blame a guy? I mean, one second I’m a slightly pudgy dude, then I lose all that weight and get a pair of boobs? What man hasn’t imagined what it would feel like?”
“I feel the same about being so tall and male! I actually went for an early morning run just to test how people would see me. I didn’t get one catcall, one weird look, and people moved out of my way. I felt kinda . . . invincible. I guess you feel the opposite, huh?”
Lex brushed some hair behind his ear. “Yeah, I guess. But I also feel kinda . . . cute, I guess? I mean, some people looked my way. Some smiled. Others were courteous. I don’t know . . . I’ve never had people look at me like that before.”
“I looked at you like that last night.”
Lex beamed. “That was even more special.”
“But now I’m turning into a man and you a woman. What on earth is going on?”
“It’s the Dating Swift app. It has to be.”
Kasey nodded. He was taller now, and it felt a strange mix of intimidating and comforting to see how much bigger he was than Lex.
“I agree. But here’s the weird part; I couldn’t find anything about them online. It’s like their entire business has been scoured. I texted my friends who set me up, and they couldn’t find it either.”
“I couldn’t remove the app from my phone,” Lex said. “It just installed itself back on.”
“Weird. And it gets weirder. Let’s walk together and I’ll tell it all.
***
They did so, moving around the duckpond and starting the walking trail. It was calming, and Kasey kept finding herself looking down at Lex and being struck by the changing man’s petite cuteness, even as he explained how much reality had changed. Lex listened attentively, the patient translator in him hanging on every word and sifting it over in his mind, but Kasey lost her place occasionally. Something about those bright blue eyes and the cute blonde hair framing his face did it; he really did look like a cute, slim woman, and almost something like . . . her boyfriend.
Or girlfriend.
“So your ID lists you as Kade?” Lex asked in that increasingly sweet voice of his.
“Yep! Not the most imaginative name, really. I mean, I figured that I could have remained Kasey. Or gone by initials; you know, K.C.”
“Wait, does that mean-”
“You haven’t checked?”
“I’m checking now!”
Lex fumbled through his wallet, grateful at least that it was still a wallet and not a purse. He pulled out his driver’s license and was shocked at what he saw.
“Woah, I definitely look like a girl here. I’m listed as female. My name hasn’t changed though.”
Kasey snagged it from him and inspected it herself. “Yes it has, look. It says L-E-X-I. You’re Lexi now. The feminine version.”
Lex clearly had no idea what to make of this, but Kasey found herself grinning.
“What?”
“Sorry, it’s just . . . it’s sorta cute. It matches the new you.”
“Yeah, well, Kade sounds pretty strong and masculine. Matches the new you, too.”
Kade blushed, grateful at least that his skin colour hid his secret delight, but it was clear from Lex’s cheeks that the transforming male wasn’t too unhappy either.
“Um, we should probably try to turn back though, right?” she ventured.
Lex nodded, furrowing his brow. “Y-yes! Of course. We should definitely change back. We don’t want to be stuck like this. I’ve been a man my whole life. I’d like not to lose my, you know . . .”
“Yeah, and I’d be happier not to gain one, too!”
But what would it feel like, Kade wondered. Already he had a kind of strength to him, not just in his muscles but in his very nature. He’d been decisive in messaging Lex rather than waiting, and that had felt . . . powerful, in a way. What would it be like to go all the way, and to feel a sense of virility with it? He looked at Lex, who was cupping his breasts a little and adjusting them in his bra, until he realised what he was doing and stopped, smiling sheepishly at Kasey. It actually made something stir in the transforming woman’s pants, and turned her thoughts towards her date.
What would Lex look like if he became Lexi in full?
***
It was agreed that they would both do what they could to investigate the Dating Swift app. Lex was good with computers and online research, but Kasey had a wide social circle and plenty of contacts in town, so together they were able to split their duties and keep one another in the loop. It was slightly saddening for Lex though, because he wanted to be with Kasey, even as they both agreed not to meet, because if they had another stirring of passion and connection they would probably change again, and both knew that was not what they wanted.
Except that Lex kept putting off her work to go look at herself in the mirror, or to try on different clothing, or occasionally even took selfies. He now had a dresser of makeup, and was looking up tutorials online. When his boss called regarding an online issue they needed to sort out, Lex tried to lower his voice to sound like a man.
“What are you talking like that for, Lexi? Are you sick, girl?”
Lexi coughed, adopting a much more feminine tone instead, one that was almost bordering on a sweet soprano. “Oh, no! Sorry, just had a frog in my throat!”
It confirmed what Kasey had already texted from her end: everyone apparently remembered her as Kade, including the people she was training at the gym. It wasn’t hard for her to put on a more dude-ish voice, and she would occasionally text excited little rambles to Lex that made him leap for his phone, forgetting his translation work or his flailing research into Dating Swift.
‘OMG I can seriously life sooooo much more now!!! : D’
‘Lexi! I just had 1 of customers FLIRT W/ME! U wood be jelly, haha!’
Lex was, smirking as he read the text, imagining what it would be like to have Kade’s arms around her as she used her lither, more womanly body to its full, keeping it toned and pretty and in shape. What would his muscles feel like? What would she feel like, being bold and daring in a set of gym shorts and a short workout top that bore her midriff?
She sucked on a pen, imagining that very scenario through her head until her thoughts snapped back to reality with a bang.
“Woah, woah, woah, slow down Lex,” he told himself. “Stop thinking like that. Kade is Kasey. She’s meant to be a woman, not a man. And stop thinking of yourself as a girl. You’re not a girl. You’re not a girl.”
But then he looked into the reflection of the computer screen, seeing the pretty face there. It elicited a smile from him. He wasn’t a girl, he knew it.
“Am I?” he asked. “Am I a girl?”
It felt like something hidden inside him had been unleashed, something that had been tucked away and locked inside a cupboard or an egg, and was only just now bursting out. Had it been there all along? The changing man stood, leaving behind the ‘No Results’ search that once again had come up when looking for the Dating Swift organisation, and walked over to his full-length mirror, the one that hadn’t existed until he’d started transforming into a woman. He observed the near-woman before him, her cute blonde hair, her B-cup chest, her petite build. He was still human, and really, there was more in common with the sexes than there was different. And still . . .
“I’m . . . this is me,” he said. “I’m a woman.”
Tears formed in her eyes, and a wave of happiness hit her. It coincided exactly with a call that rang from his phone. She snatched it up only when she realised it was Kasey calling.
***
Kasey had just finished his work for the day. Almost no one had heard of Dating Swift, and the few who had couldn’t find any information on them. It was so strange, being seen publicly as a man, being easily referred to for advice, and not having chuds checking him out. It was only when he’d done his own personal workout once his customers were finished that he realised he was thinking of himself as male while he bopped his head to some hip hop tunes.
“Oops,” she said, regaining her female self. “Guess I got a bit too much into the masculine drive there. Ha!”
She went for a quick shower, just to rinse herself off. Plus, she couldn’t deny, she wanted to explore her body a little more now that she wasn’t so afraid of it. In the closed stall at the gym, she found herself missing Lex. He was the first guy she’d really connected to in a long time, and nothing about him seemed toxic or controlling. When he looked at her, it wasn’t just appreciating her appearance, but appreciating her. Hell, she’d gone on and on about her favourite music and he’d asked her question after question about it, even though it wasn’t really a major interest or hobby for him. But he’d been interested because she was interested, and something about that really lifted her up. Besides, he had a fantastic sense of humour; while she’d been texting funny jokes about her masculine experiences at the gym, he’d been sending images of his hilarious makeup experiments and attempts with his hair and clothing. Some were messy, some were stylish, and others were obviously deliberately terrible combinations with ridiculous poses, which made her chuckle the hardest in her low, brassy tone.
“God, Lex, you are unlike anyone I’ve met,” she said as she rinsed herself off. Her muscles ached, but in a good way, and she enjoyed the strength of her almost-male body. Her thoughts shifted to Lex, and how his body would be if it finished transforming. Would her bust grow bigger than her own had been? Would he get an hourglass figure or a pear-shaped one? She hoped it was the latter; something about a wide set of hips was pleasing to her, and slowly the extension between her legs hardened, just a little.
“Mhmm,” she moaned, feeling her masculinised body. “I bet she’d be so damn hot as a woman. It would suit her. Just like being a man suits-”
She stopped, eyes widening in epiphany. She looked down at her larger, stronger hands.
“Just like being a man suits me.”
She turned the shower off immediately and dried herself. Before she’d even put on clothing she was grabbing the phone to call Lex.
“Hey, Lexi!” she said - no, he said. “Are you free for me to come over? I want to see you.”
The voice on the other end of the line caught for a moment, halfway between a gasp and a sigh of relief.
“I want to see you too, Kade. How fast can you get here?”
To Be Continued . . .
