Chapter 2
The next day, on campus, the sun was shining, birds were chirping, and the air smelled sweet.
'Man, this is the kind of day you want to ditch class,' Alex thought to himself. Still, he stuck to the plan and walked with his buddy Ryan toward their 8 a.m. lecture.
"Alex, hold up," Ryan said, stopping in front of the men's restroom on the first floor of the building. "I ate way too much salt at the barbecue last night and drank a ton of water. I gotta take a leak. Mind waiting for me?"
"I'll go too. We've got two back-to-back math classes coming up," Alex said, yawning as he followed Ryan into the restroom.
As soon as Alex stepped over the threshold, a wave of intense dizziness washed over him, along with a strange sense of weightlessness. It felt like the whole world was spinning.
He instinctively closed his eyes, steadying himself.
'That's weird. I didn't even drink much last night,' Alex thought to himself.
He shook his head, forcing himself to keep moving into the restroom.
But after two steps, an itchy feeling spread across his scalp. His short hair started growing right before his eyes, brushing his eyes, sweeping his ears, and trailing down his neck.
By the time he got to the urinal and reached for his belt, long, silky hair was already falling over his cheeks, blocking his view.
"Ryan, I feel kinda..." Alex started, but his voice sounded totally off. It wasn't his usual voice. It was way softer, almost girly.
Alex coughed twice, trying to clear his throat, but it didn't help at all.
His broad shoulders collapsed inward, making his whole body look way smaller and almost delicate. The muscles on his arms faded away in a few breaths, leaving them slender and smooth.
An intense, almost unbearable swelling pain hit his chest, and his once-flat torso began to rise not with muscle, but with soft, useless fat.
With his whole frame shrinking, Alex's clothes instantly became ridiculously loose.
The cotton t-shirt that used to fit him perfectly now hung like an oversized top, the collar slipping to one side and exposing a large patch of his delicate shoulder and neck. His chest was suddenly pushed out, forming an eye-catching curve.
His jeans were even more embarrassing. His waist narrowed so much that the waistband was left gaping, and the jeans slid down his suddenly slim waist, barely clinging on thanks to his rapidly expanding hips.
Alex stared down in a daze, his gaze drifting through his long hair and over his chest, landing on his tiny feet that looked like they were swimming in his shoes.
His hands shook as he instinctively reached for his zipper like he always did.
Sure enough, his physique had transformed entirely. His masculine build was replaced with softer, feminine curves. Standing to pee was no longer an option.
"Holy crap!" Alex blurted out, his voice now a high-pitched shriek.
Ryan, who was about to unzip, jolted at the sound and whipped his head around.
Right in front of the urinal, Ryan nearly forgot how to breathe. There was a drop-dead gorgeous girl with a killer body, waist-length hair, and flawless features, staring down at her chest in utter panic.
"Hey. This is the men's restroom. You're in the wrong place!" Ryan shrieked, sounding like a guy about to get jumped. He clutched his crotch for dear life, his face turning as red as a lobster.
"Ryan. It's me. I'm Alex. Look at my clothes!" Alex stomped anxiously, stepping forward, trying to explain.
But with that sweet, feminine voice and that panicked, beautiful face, there was no way anyone would believe him.
"Don't come any closer, you pervert!" Ryan shouted, totally panicking. He was convinced he'd run into some kind of female weirdo, maybe a cross-dresser, or even a guy in drag. He couldn't tell what was going on anymore.
He grabbed Alex by the shoulders, half pushing, half dragging her, and tossed Alex out of the men's restroom like Alex was a complete stranger he'd never seen before.