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Speed Dating, Part 2 (MtF & FtM TG)
🕑 Added 2025-02-13 01:02:06 +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 2: Dating Slow
Lex examined himself in the mirror for the third time that day. He couldn’t get last night out of his mind, particularly the way he and Kasey had connected. He was worried he was getting his hopes up, but her gorgeous olive-skinned features kept coming to mind, the wry way her dimples turned up when she smiled, her gorgeous dark hair that bounced a little when she pretended to bop to a piece of imaginary music. He’d dreamed of her, and even imagined calling her on the number she’d given him and going on the perfect date. Of course, being a red-blooded male, the dream had also gotten quite raunchy at that point, and as lovely as her figure was, when Lex woke he realised with some embarrassment that his imagination may have upped her a cup size or two. But now, in the daylight of his apartment, he was starting to think he’d had some bodily changes too.
“There’s no way I look this different just from feeling good, right?” he asked his mirror reflection. He turned, running his hand down his gut. He’d long desired to go to the gym and lose some weight already, but somehow he clearly had, and overnight at that! It was almost unbelievable; he was so much lighter!
Unfortunately, this miracle was matched by other losses and unusual developments. For one, his body hair appeared to be . . . gone. Not totally, really, but certainly reduced. And his height had shrunk an inch or so and that was one of the few things Lex had going for him as a man!
“There’s no way my ass is bigger. There’s just no way. It has to be some kind of reflection thing.”
And yet it did look kinda peachy. Round. Full. And his shorts were more snug around his hips than he expected. It was like his bottom half had sort of swelled in certain places.
“Weird shit,” he complained to himself. He leaned forward and examined his face. Even that looked softer, somehow. His eyebrows were more defined, his eyelashes longer, his cheeks not as flabby.
“What the hell is going on?” he asked, but his reflection could give no answer. There was only the sight of his slightly changed body, and an undercurrent of hope that went with it. It did feel a bit nicer. More ‘him’, in fact, if that even made any sense. It wasn’t a thought he could even really explain to himself, it was as if his body was just that little bit more . . . right.
Putting any concerns behind him and embracing this warmness welling within him, Lex pulled out his phone, sighed, and began texting. He simply couldn’t wait.
***
Kasey had slept more wonderfully than she had in years. Her dreams were filled with the cute man she’d met, the one she was supposedly a one hundred perfect match for. In her dreams, they were both dancing to her favourite hip hop music, him looking dorky and cute as he tried to keep up with her. He was dancing up on her . . . wait, that wasn’t right. No, she was dancing up against him. She loomed over him, and he pressed his nice rear against her crotch as they flirted on the dance floor to her favourite brand of hip-hop music. It was an outrageous and strange dream, but when she woke, she was feeling just as full of vitality and athleticism as she ever had.
Her work as a trainer at the gym went even easier than usual. Kasey had some younger clients who were just getting into the gym life, so she was showing them the routine and what weights they could likely take on.
“For instance,” she said. “I’m pretty fit, but I’m still a woman. In time, you’ll be able to lift these weights, but for me it’s a real struggle. See here.”
And then, to her own surprise, she lifted it with ease.
“Uh, I guess I’m doing better in my gains than I thought, huh? But let’s talk about you . . .”
But there were distractions, despite the greater stamina she possessed. Usually when she was close to her period her boobs got all sore and went up a full cup size. Instead, she felt like she’d lost breast tissue. Her clothing was still tight, however, and when she inspected herself in the mirror after her various fitness training appointments, she was shocked to see that she was taller. Or at least, that’s how it appeared. In fact, she looked more muscular and just plain bigger overall. Her biceps were more developed, her dark skin rippling at her calves, and her midriff was not just stronger, but looked thicker too.
“What the hell?” she said, astonished. “This is just plain weird.”
She went to take a picture of herself to compare against her other selfies, only to notice she had a text from a new number, dating several hours back.
“Oh, it must be him!” she said, coughing a little. Her voice was oddly husky. “Lex!”
Hey there, it read. I hope this is you, KC. It’s Lex. Look, I wanted to be all cool and text you two days after you gave me your number, but to be completely honest I had a great time last night and I’d like to see if you were interested in having a proper date, or at least catching up. Shoot me a text if you’re interested : )
“Aww, he even texts like he’s having to translate a message professionally,” she said to herself. It was kinda cute. But it also wasn’t her style. She bit her lip as she thought of how to respond to him; something warm bloomed inside of her at the thought of it.
“Maybe just one day,” she said. “Something fun.”
She still wasn’t sure about going out with a man. She’d practically sworn the gender off after being made to feel submissive and dominated. But Lex . . . he seemed different.
Hiya Lex! Would luv 2 CU again. Wat did U have in mind?
The text back came almost immediately. Someone was clearly excited, and it made her giggle.
Dinner and a movie, or is that too cliche?
Waaaay 2 cliche lol
How about mini-golf? It’s the only sport I’m good at, and I promise to win you a big plushie. Plus, I can show you some of the signs I helped translate. It’s pretty impressive, no lie. You’ll finally know how to avoid the swans in a whole new language.
She giggled again. This guy was funny.
Done. Tomorrow night? 5.30pm or so? We can get food there?
The plan was set in motion. Kasey and Lex worked out the details, and when they were done, she returned to the gym for a further workout, which she rarely did after a long day. But she had what felt like new muscles to flex, and she needed to work off the excitement.
***
When Lex saw Kasey approach at the entrance to the open-air Mini Golf Madness course, his breath was nearly taken away. She was wearing a green t-shirt that was just short enough to show off some of her strong midriff, and a pair of ripped jeans that likewise revealed her powerful thighs. Something about her seemed different from how he’d remembered her being. She looked taller, more muscular, perhaps even slightly manly. And yet . . . it wasn’t a disappointing look either. In fact, she somehow looked better. He had decided to go with a smart-casual white button shirt and jeans as well, and he felt like he’d matched her energy. He had to avoid touching his nipples, which were poking at the fabric more than he’d like, but thankfully the vision of her was distraction enough.
“Lex!” she said, coming over to him. “If it isn’t my favourite box factory translation guy!”
“Hey now, I translate more than just box instructions. Sometimes I do whole manuals.”
She laughed, and it had a husky quality to it that was endearing. “My hero! Thanks for the invite. I’m sure this will be a fun date.”
“Me too. Kasey, you look . . .”
She appeared briefly nervous.
“Absolutely beautiful. I’m sorry if that’s too forward, I’ve not dated for a while, but you really do. That outfit really works for you, and your hair looks fantastic.”
She’d done it in cornrows tonight, and it suited her Afro-Asian complexion and appearance. She smiled as she ran a hand over her hair.
“You know, most guys I’ve dated just stop at calling me beautiful or hot. You actually told me what I’ve actually done to achieve that.”
“Is that a good thing?”
She grinned mischievously and took his hand. “It’s a very good sign. I told you that I’m not looking for a man, remember? But maybe you can give me a fun little date just for tonight. Does that work for you?”
Lex was disappointed to hear this, but tried not to show it. “I’ll try not to disappoint,” he said.
“How could you? We’re perfect matches, remember?”
“So good we literally got kicked out.”
They shared a laugh and entered the Mini Gold Madness course, Lex paying for their tickets and promising the cute elephant plushie - apparently it was her favourite animal.
“I shall get it for you, my lady.”
“Oh, I’m a princess now, am I?”
“More like a warrioress. If you don’t mind me remarking, you look . . .”
She cocked her head quizzically. “Yes?”
“Um, nevermind.”
“Oh, okay.” She seemed a bit disappointed, and Lex noticed her eyes roaming over his form. He felt self-conscious about it, but it couldn’t be avoided. He was clearly having a reaction to something, and just hoped that his jeans were loose enough to disguise his more swollen backside.
“Let’s get this game going,” he said, selecting a club.
“Oh, you’re on. If I win, you pay for dinner!”
“And if I win?”
Kasey grinned again. “I’ll give you a surprise.”
***
The pair began to enjoy their mini-golf date, and Kasey found it hard not to fall into that same gooey warmth that preceded all of her previously disastrous relationships. She found it especially cute when Lex was a little embarrassed to find that he’d talked up his skills perhaps a bit too much, because he found his swings either too strong or too weak.
“It’s like my muscles are all changed!” he complained lightly when he failed to get the ball onto the next course.
“That’s what they all say!” she said, sticking out her tongue. But in truth, he perhaps wasn’t entirely wrong. Kasey was struggling with her own changed body, but she could have sworn that Lex looked different too! He had been chubby when she saw him two nights ago, but now his stomach flab was just . . . gone. And he seemed shorter, or she was taller, or perhaps both of them had altered in some way. Even his limbs seemed scrawnier. No, that wasn’t right. They were more like . . . slender. Except for his ass. God, he had a great ass. She really liked it, but he kept moving so as to hide it. It was, she had to admit, bubblier than most asses on men, but something about it was holding her attention.
“Blast! I’m normally under par on the circus tent course,” Lex said, after another failure.
The good thing was, Kasey was even more hopeless; at one point she hit the golf ball so hard that it shot over the fence and into the adjacent lake, scaring some swans.
“Oh my God! That was totally an accident, I swear!”
“I don’t believe you,” Lex laughed, getting her another ball. “You just hate those swans.”
“They are monsters, you know. Beautiful, but they peck like hell. I swear, I don’t know my own strength sometimes.”
At this, he looked at her strangely, and she felt his gaze on her height and muscles, on the harder edges that she’d discovered upon her face. The pair only had one final course to go - the dreaded windmill, naturally - but she was starting to feel hungry. Dinner would be soon. And yet, her stomach dropped and forgot all its woes when Lex spoke next.
“Hey, this may seem like a really strange thing to say, and maybe my memory is kinda foggy, but . . .”
She joined his voice, the two of them speaking as one.
“You look a little different!”
“I knew it!” Kasey said, clenching her fists in anxious relief. “I’m not going crazy.”
“Me either!”
“You’re shorter! You lost your, er, stomach!”
“I know! It just happened. And you look taller, musclier.”
“Yes! And it’s super weird, trust me!”
“I mean, you still look absolutely fantastic.”
“And so do you!”
“But what do we do about it?”
Kasey thought about this. “I - I have no idea! I mean, I don’t feel bad about the change, you know? Like, I’ve always wanted to be a bit taller, a bit badder. Hell, my favourite hip hop song is I’m a Bad Girl by the Neighbour Hoods.”
“That is a pretty good banger.”
“It is, isn’t it? But how do you feel?”
Lex looked at himself. His nipples were poking through his shirt a little, which amused her. “I feel . . . better too. I can’t explain it. I mean, I lost the fat. But the rest of me is smaller. I’ve always had people comment on my height and never enjoyed it, though. Some girls were intimidated by it too.”
“I’m not.”
He smiled, and again, that warmth. “I’m glad. But yeah, I don’t mind it. I don’t know why.”
“Then let’s finish up this golf course, and we can talk about the whys and hows of what’s going on. And since I’m gonna win, you can pay for dinner.”
***
Lex was so glad that his words hadn’t annoyed her, but the situation only made him more confused. They had both changed, but both were okay with it? What could cause this? He tried to push it out of his brain as they readied for the dreaded windmill.
“Ladies first!” Kasey declared. “Try to enjoy the view.”
It was a very open flirt, and he enjoy the way she waggled her butt at him before swinging.
“Oof! Got the windmill! Damn.”
It took quite a number of shots to finish, and when she was done, Lex was certain he could win. That was, until Kasey started humming one of her favourite tunes, rocking on the spot, thrusting out her chest a little and wagging her hips.
“What are you doing?”
“Distracting you. Is it working?”
Lex lined up his shot. “Yes. Very much so.”
“Why is it working?” she teased.
“Because, as you already know, you are goddamned beautiful.”
“Shit, how do you not have a girlfriend already?”
“Because I’ve been waiting for one to see this shot.”
Lex knocked the ball, and where previously he would have applied too much power, now he hit it perfectly with a kind of delicate control he didn’t know he possessed. The ball went straight through and became a hole in one out the other side.
“Yes! Yes!” he declared, jumping up and down. Kasey rushed forward and embraced him, and he was so surprised he almost forgot to hug him back.
“My hero indeed,” she said. “Looks like you won.”
“I believe there was talk of a surprise gift?”
She smiled. God, she was so damn attractive. Even the parts of her face that were firmer than he remembered only enhanced her looks, somehow.
“Of course,” she said. “And here it is.”
She kissed him. It was more than a peck, but less than a lover’s passionate embrace. But it felt like the most marvellous thing in the world, especially with her arms around his waist. In fact, he almost felt submissive to it.
“How was that?” she asked, parting from him.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow, when I’m over it.”
Suddenly, both of their phones buzzed, a loud chirpy voice emerging from each and overlapping nearly seamlessly.
“Initiating Change. Congratulations, you are to become each other’s ideal partner! Your perfect match is guaranteed with Dating Swift!”
“Woah, what the hell?” Kasey asked.
Lex went to say something witty, only to suddenly feel another sly change roll through his form, but strong enough to notice this time. He staggered back, away from Kasey, grunting and groaning as his waist pulled in and his hips spread out. His ass filled in the bagginess in his jeans, while his height reduced yet another inch, followed by another.
“Ngnnnh . . . ahhhh, Kasey, something’s h-happening . . .”
“I know - mhmm - I can f-feel it too!”
He looked up, and saw her literally grow another inch, her spine and limbs extending visibly. Kasey’s thin waist thickened, and her rear - one of her best features - shrunk in, leaving a bit of baginess around the waist that he had possessed moments ago. Her cornrows, hanging from her head, shortened, but then Lex was distracted by his own blonde hair growing outwards and reaching down to his chin. He could feel the muscles in his face - even the bones - changing shape, and this was matched in his shoulders, which shrunk a little inwards.
“Oh G-God!”
The sensations ended just as quickly as they had come on, leaving the pair short of breath, in ill-fitting clothes, each staring at the other. Kasey now looked like quite a mannish woman, with a taller body, strong muscles, wider shoulders, and nearly flat breasts. Lex, on the other hand, could feel a pair of round orbs on his chest, not to mention a daintier yet curvier body. Both of them were wide-eyed.
“What the hell just happened?” Kasey gasped, voice even lower than before.
“I think,” Lex managed, his own voice reedier than it should have been. “I think that speed dating service is changing us, somehow.”
“Shit. Oh shit, it must be. I - I have to get home. I’m sorry! I need to find out what’s going on! I’ll call you, okay?”
Kasey fled the scene, leaving a very confused and quite feminised Lex to look over his changed form. Another date had fallen to pieces, and after it had started so well.
But no date had ever gone wrong for him in this way before.
To Be Continued . . .
