As Tom thought about what just happened with Cassie, he wished he understood girls. They truly were strange creatures to him, and Cassie’s odd behavior was a perfect reminder of that.
“Well, anyway, Tammy. Can I try one of your candies.”
“Sure.” Tom froze as he heard his own voice. It was higher pitched than before. And the fact that Ashley just called him Tammy registered in his mind in a delayed reaction. Looking down, he saw he now had breasts, DD-cup if he had to guess, and was wearing an extremely girly outfit. A red tube top and black miniskirt, along with red nail polish. And he could feel makeup on his face, and a ponytail on his shoulder.
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