"Let's get real" you think to yourself. "No one except a very small group of perverts wants to see a chick with a dick." You then shine the pink light on your nether regions, turning it into a vagina. And after a quick test with the blue light, just to see if your penis and testicles would return(they did), you finally settle on the vagina. It felt extremely sensitive as you were told it would, and as you rubbed it you became very excited. This flashlight was amazing- your imagination was swimming at all the possibilities you could conjure by using this power on others.
"Enough of this for now."
You finish putting on the female outfit, putting your old ,male clothes in the bag. You then step out of the changing room, and saunter up to the counter with the flashlight in hand. Reaching in your pant pocket to get your money out, you pay for it. The man gives you your receipt, and smiles at you.
"You're very beautiful. Please don't think of me as a dirty old man for saying that."
"I don't", you say, answering honestly. "I am pretty hot. To be honest, I've always wanted to see what it was like to be a girl, I've always just kept it a secret."
"So what's your name anyway, son?"
"Nelson."
"Nice. May I suggest that while you're a girl though, you call yourself 'Nancy'? It was my mother's name."
"I don't know" you say. "Nancy is kind of old fashioned."
"Take it back! You're beautiful enough."
"Um...OK. Nancy it is."
"Thank you" said the man, nodding his head. "That makes me happy. Well, thanks for shopping here. Remember to come back. Tell your friends."
"I will."
You then leave the store in your new outfit(the tag on the collar says that there is a spell on it to automatically fit anyone who wears the clothes), and as you are walking, you are accosted by another dude from school(you can't remember his name, but he was a douche) who says "Hi" to you.
"Hey!" you chirp.
"Never seen you around here from before. Heaven's sure missing an angel."
You weren't really in a mood to talk to this guy. Either as a boy or a girl, he gave you the creeps. You just wanted to get away from him. You try to walk away, but he starts to follow you, babbling on as he tries to get your attention. Odds are, he wanted you to get in his pants.
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