A night out with the boys (short story)

Trapped in his best friend's little sister's body, a FOSE victim spends the night out with his friends.

Thinking about doing a sequel about a beach trip, depending on how y'all respond to this. Enjoy!

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A Night Out with the Boys

Part 1: Trying on an outfit

"I don't believe I'm doing this," Matt (24) said as he slipped his pedicured feet into a pair of high heels.

He looked at himself in the mirror. Formerly a masculine 6' man, he was now a 5' teenage girl wearing makeup, lipstick, a pastel blue dress, and the kind of sexy high heel sandals that would have driven him wild if he were still a guy. Actually, they kind of were driving him wild. Despite being a girl for almost a month now, he still got horny just looking at his own naked reflection in the mirror.

"But you look so pretty," Matt's mom said. "You can wear those oversized sweatpants and t-shirts as long as you'd like around the house. But your aunt's wedding is a formal event. As a girl, you'll be expected to dress like this."

"I look like I'm going to prom mom." Matt scathed. "It just reminds me that my body is only 17."

"Believe me, you'll learn to like it," Matt's mom said, joyfully looking at her "daughter" in the mirror. "It's only been a month since the FOSE. Your mind is still playing catch up with the raging teenage girl hormones in your body. You'll adjust soon enough, just like those other FOSE victims on the CBS special last night."

"Ugh, I certainly hope the estrogen doesn't get to my head like some of those perverts," Matt said. "Sorry mom, but I'm still a guy in here. Can we please talk about something else?"

"But don't you want to be happy?" Matt's mom asked with great concern. "Matt, you're going to be a girl for the rest of your life. If you truly still like girls, that's fine. But you don't want to miss out on true love if you find your sexual orientation... changing. No one would blame you if..."

"Mom, enough!" Matt screamed, still disturbed by how high-pitched and girly he sounded. "I like girls, but I am a girl. I'll probably be alone forever. That stupid bitch ruined my life when she decided to fantasize about me during the FOSE."

"Honey, you can't blame Marissa for what happened," Matt's mom responded. "You were a cute boy who spent a lot of time around her house because of your friendship with her older brother. She just had a crush on you. She never could have imagined that some mysterious cosmic radiation would sweep through the Earth and cause you two to swap bodies for the rest of your lives."

"I know," Matt said. "I'm just... having a hard time coping with this. Obviously. In a way I'm jealous of those people on the TV show last night. They seem to have had such an easy time adjusting to their new genders. It's not so easy for me."

Matt felt himself start to tear up. He hated how emotional his teenage girl body made him.

"But you're doing a great job," Matt's mom said, bending down to give him a hug. Matt, who used to tower over his mother, now only reached her collar. Another reminder of his situation.

Suddenly, the front door opened. Matt's buddy Joey (24) walked in.

"Joey!" Matt's mom said.

"Hey Mrs. S, Hey... woah," Joey said, shocked by Matt's appearance. "Hey Matt. Wow, you're..."

Matt blushed, his eyes darting around the room. How could he let his mom dress him up like this? How could she let Joey see him like this?

"Shit... Joey, hey," Matt tried to say casually. "Listen, my mom totally forced me into these old clothes Marissa gave me. It's just for my stupid Aunt's wedding."

"Uh, OK," Joey said. "I mean it's not a big deal dude! I guess you can't wear your usual bulky sweats to formal functions. Girls... wear dresses to weddings."

"Exactly," Matt said. "Wait.. aren't you early? You said we weren't going out for drinks until 8."

"Yeah... I should have called," Joey said, rubbing his hand behind his head.

Matt caught himself staring at his buddy's muscular arm as it reached back, and immediately forced himself to look away.

"We actually got a reservation at the Steak House, but it's at 7, so we basically have to leave right now," Joey said. "Steve and I are so glad you actually agreed to leave the house that we decided to make it a classy night. Our treat."

"Oh, great," Matt said uneasily. "Let me just change and we can go."

"Oh," Matt's mom said. "Actually... I sort of put all of your clothes in the wash. They'll be ready in 30 minutes if you can wait."

"Huh?" Matt said. "You put ALL of my clothes in the wash?"

"Well, except for what you have on," Matt's mom said. "I'm sorry honey, but you were wearing the same few pairs of sweats over and over again, they needed to be washed."

"Great. And all of my old clothes are way too big on me," Matt said. "My old jeans will friggin fall right off of this tiny waist of mine."

"It's OK," Joey said. "Listen, we don't really have time for you to change anyway. We'll explain it to the guys, they'll understand. It's really not a big deal, you are a girl now after all."

"No! I can't!" Matt said. "What if somebody sees me like this? I mean, besides you Joey."

"Come on dude," Joey said. "It's your favorite restaurant. Besides, only rich old people go there. No one will recognize you... to them you'll appear just like another teenage girl."

"There's a zero percent chance I'm leaving the house like this," Matt said. "And that's final."

"Oh come on, don't be such a baby," Joey said.

"Go out with your friends!" Matt's mom said. "You've barely left the house since the FOSE. Aren't you sick of hanging out with your own mother all the time?"

"Dinner's on us," Joey said.

"All right, fine," Matt said. "I'm not as self-conscious as you think I am. I just look so..."

"Adorable?" Joey chuckled.

Matt play-punched Joey in the arm, just like old times.

"Fine, let's get this over with," Matt said.


Part 2: Dinner

It took Matt forever to walk from Joey's car to the entrance of the restaurant. It was his first time ever walking in heels, so who could blame him. He lost his balance several times, finally resorting to grabbing onto Joey's arm for support. There he was, just another pretty girl, arm-in-arm with a man. Everyone probably thought they were on a date!

When Matt and Joey entered the steakhouse, Matt felt like every single person there was staring at him.

"Anyway, the celebrity porn thing has been pretty sweet," Joey said, unaware that Matt was barely paying attention. "You gotta figure, like, a huge percentage of celebrities were swapped during the FOSE. For A-listers there's almost always hundreds of guys jerking off to them at any given moment. So you end up with some horny pervert in Jessica Alba's body who's happy to get paid to get hot with some former fraternity bro in Megan Fox's body. It's a brave new world!"

"Yeah, that's fascinating," Matt said.

"So, can I ask..." Joey shyly started. "Do you, um..."

"Really?" Matt said. "Look, I still like girls. And I'm NOT talking to you about what goes on down there, thank you very much."

"OK Ok," Joey said. "Point taken. But between you and me. You must have tried."

"I'm not talking about masturbating in Scott's sister's body," Matt said, humiliated.

Matt looked around the steakhouse for Steve frantically. Now that he was his biological sibling, he knew he would avoid these awkward sex questions. Luckily, Matt spotted him waving his hand towards the back of the restaurant.

Matt and Joey greeted Steve and took a seat.

"Wow, looks like you're adjusting to my little sister's body pretty well," Steve said, admiring his outfit. "Are you wearing lipstick?"

"Steve, it's not what you think," Matt began to explain.

"I can attest to that," Joey added. "His mom was forcing him to try this outfit for his Aunt's wedding. I should have given him more warning, but we had to leave right away, and..."

"OK ok," Steve said. "I get it. I mean, last time I saw you you were still having trouble with bras!"

"Well, your sister did a great job of teaching me about, you know, all that girl stuff," Matt said.

"And I'm glad to see you out in public," Steve said. "It's so much better than sitting around at home feeling sorry for yourself."

"I guess," Matt said. "You don't know how hard I have it."

A waiter approached the table.

"Would anyone care for a drink?" the waiter asked.

"Yeah, I'll have a Maker's Mark neat," Matt said.

"OK, I'll just need to see ID honey," the waiter asked.

"Oh," Matt said. "Well actually, I'm in a weird situation. I'm really 24, but I'm a FOSE victim. It's not my fault, contrary to what you might be thinking. Anyway, my body is only 17, but the DMV hasn't figured out how to fix my license yet and..."

"Oh, I'm... sorry," the waiter said uncomfortably. "I'm... gonna have to ask management about that. I haven't really had this situation yet."

"Don't worry about it," Matt said. "Just give me a pepsi."

"I'll have two Maker's Marks neat," Joey said, winking at Matt.

"Give me whatever porter you have on tap," Steve said.

As the waiter left, Steve leaned in. "Are you sure you should be drinking?" Steve said. "Marissa's body has no tolerance!"

"One drink won't kill me," Matt said. "Besides, I need it. I REALLY need it."

Part 3: Running into Marissa's boyfriend

After a while, Matt actually began to calm down. Thanks to two and a half bourbons, he had almost forgotten about the girly dress he had on. He and the boys reminisced about good times, bringing smiles to all of their faces.

"I gotta go to the bathroom. I mean, little ladies room," Matt chuckled.

"Damn, I wish I could go in there," Joey said in his typical "lovable pervert" fashion.

"Stop it," Matt said, pressing his hand against Joey's shoulder.

Matt stumbled on his first step, remembering his heels. It didn't help that he was already quite buzzed from the drinks. If he wasn't careful the restaurant would kick him out.

Apparently a lot of time had gone by... the restaurant area was clearing out.

Suddenly, Matt found himself walking right into a body. It was Greg, Marissa's boyfriend, leaning against the wall near the bathrooms. Like almost everyone, the teenage boy towered above tiny Matt.

"Hey Marissa... I mean, Matt," he said. "I was eating dinner with my parents. I saw you over there, but I didn't want to disturb you."

"Well, thanks," Matt said. He hadn't seen the boy since the moment after the FOSE. He was staring at Matt real weird.

"I feel really bad," Greg said. "I just... I never would have came inside you if I knew you were a guy in there. Man, I can't even imagine... my cock was INSIDE you during your first moments in Marissa's body. I must have traumatized you."

"Not so loud!" Matt demanded. "Sheesh. I don't want to whole world to know I've had.... your cock inside me. Just stick to the story... Marissa was just masturbating, OK?"

"Of course," Greg said.

Matt tried to walk around him, but he blocked his way to the bathroom again.

"What is your problem?" Matt said. "You're not obsessed with me, are you? I'm not Marissa, OK?"

"Did you like it?" Greg asked.

"What?" Matt said, horrified.

"I mean, Marissa was moaning really hard before you two swapped bodies," Greg said. "I know it was weird. But it must have felt good, right? We can do it again you know."

"OK, I'm going to the bathroom kid." Matt walked under Greg's arm towards the hallway leading to the bathroom. Suddenly, he felt Greg's hand turn his tiny body around, press his body against his, and kiss him!

Matt pushed the kid away, looking around to make sure no one could see.

"Are you out of your mind?" Matt said. "I'm not interested in guys... especially you!"

"We... broke up," Greg said, sobbing. "She's the only girl I ever had sex with. I loved her."

"Jeez," Matt said. "Calm down, OK? Even though your girlfriend was thinking of me while she had sex with you you're not such a bad looking dude. There's other fish in the sea. Just not me."

"You really think I'm good looking?" Greg said, wiping a tear from his eye.

"Sure," Matt said. Suddenly feeling bad, and influenced by the alcohol, he got on his tippy toes and gave the kid a kiss on the cheek. "You'll be fine. Any girl would be glad to have you."

"Thanks Matt, that means a lot coming from you," Greg said, putting his fingers over the lipstick mark Matt had place on his cheek.

As Matt struggled to pull up his dress and sit down on the toilet, he thought about those first moments in Marissa's body. He'd never admit it, but it really was pure ecstasy. Marissa's orgasm was so many times more intense... and lasted so much longer than anything he'd ever experienced as a man. Sometimes he thought about how good it felt to have a cock sliding in and out of him that one time, but he always managed to push it out of his head. He was determined to stay male... at least on the inside.

When Matt washed his hands, a lady touching up her makeup looked him over.

"You're a very pretty girl, but aren't those boys fighting over you at your table a little too old for you?" the woman asked.

Matt didn't feel like explaining himself, especially to some nosy stranger in the women's room.

"I'm older than I look," Matt said. "And one of them is my brother."

He couldn't believe he had just kissed a boy. And he wasn't entirely sure he hated it.

Part 4: Late-night

Matt, Joey and Steve decided to hop over to the bar next door. Their town wasn't too big, but this was the "hot spot" in the area.

"Interesting how they didn't bother carding you here," Steve noted.

"That's because he's a hot chick, they're good for business," Joey said.

"Hey!" Steve said.

"It's all right," Matt chuckled, wanting to be in on the joke. "Better than being an ugly chick."

As they entered the crowded bar, Matt was horrified to see that people had already started dancing and making out all over the place. A DJ was pumping out tunes so loud you had to get within inches of someone's ear just to hear them.

"Um, maybe we should just go back to my place," Matt said.

"But I just ordered shots," Joey said, miraculously being served by the bartender already.

"We'll go after this one drink," Steve said. "I wouldn't want to be in a place like this in your situation either."

The three friends toasted and took a shot.

"I gotta pee," Joey said.

"Actually me too," Steve said. "You gonna be all right alone?"

Matt looked at the huge line for the bathroom, wondering why they didn't just go at the restaurant.

"Of course," Matt lied.

All alone now, Matt tried his best to be invisible. But it didn't work. Not 30-seconds later did a muscular guido begin dancing in his vicinity.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"None of your business," Matt said, beginning to get nervous.

"Ooh, playing hard to get!" the guido said. "Come on, dance with me!"

The guido started dancing behind Matt, occasionally brushing his body against his backside. He figured since Steve and Joey would be gone, he might as well briefly entertain the guy to get him off his back. So he began dancing... just moving his hips a little.

Suddenly, he felt the guido press against his back. It literally made Matt gasp as the guy wrapped his arm around his waist. Matt couldn't believe it. He was dancing with a guy in a bar.

Suddenly, Matt felt something begin to grow in the guy's pants. It couldn't be...

Matt jumped off of the guy and turned around.

"What the hell!" Matt screamed, staring at the guy's rather large erection.

"What, it's a compliment!" the guido said. "Come on!"

The guido actually had the nerve to reach over Matt's hip to grab his ass and pull him in tight against his body. He tried to continue dancing, but Matt pushed him away.

"Get lost creep," Matt said.

"All right, take is easy baby!" the guy said, giving him a nasty look before walking away.

Matt felt tingly all over. And in his panties... oh no. That stupid guido had actually started to make him wet!

Matt walked to the bar to order another bourbon. He downed it, now feeling legitimately drunk. He needed to forget about what just happened ASAP.

"How much do I owe you?" Matt asked the bartender.

"Come on, a girl like you must never have to pay," the bartender said. "One the house sweetie."

The bartender blinked at Matt, who was really starting to feel like nothing more than a sexual object for men's enjoyment.

"Another one coming your way if you'd let me buy you one," a tall, handsome man sitting next to him said.

"Why not," Matt said, smiling. At least being a chick in a bar had one advantage.

The guy shook Matt's hand. He was surprised at how tiny his hand felt in this man's hand... he could barely reach around his huge palm.

--

About ten minutes later, Steve and Joey returned from the bathroom to find Matt missing. They searched all over the bar, and finally decided to check outside. Nothing. But then, Joey's ears perked up.

"Did you hear... moaning?" Joey asked. "I think it's... it's coming from the alleyway."

They walked around to the alleyway and saw a dumpster.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" a woman moaned.

In addition to loud moans, there was definitely something banging up against the dumpster. They slowly walked past the dumpster, and were shocked at what they saw.

"Almost there! Don't stop!" Matt screamed.

The tall handsome man, pants around his ankles, had mounted Matt! He was thrusting his cock into Matt from behind, while Matt held onto the dumpster handle with both hands. The man's right hand was rubbing an exposed breasts. Steve stared at Matt's wet panties around his ankles, an image he immediately wished he could erase from his memories.

"Ooooooooooooh!" Matt moaned, obviously having an orgasm. "Oh my God. Oh my God."

"Hey, get off of him!" Steve yelled.

Suddenly, Matt looked up at his friends. The man quickly pulled his cock out of Matt's pussy and pulled up his pants. Matt was too mortified to move... he didn't even cover up his exposed breast by adjusting his dress.

"What did you mean... HIM?" the guy asked.

"Just get out of here," Steve said. The man complied.

"I... I don't know what got into me," Matt said.

"I know what happened," Joey said. "That asshole got you drunk and took advantage of you!"

Matt bit his lip, suddenly realizing Joey was staring at his exposed breast. He put the strap of his dress back on his shoulder and adjusted his dress.

"No," Matt said. "I mean, I'm kind of drunk. But he didn't force me into it."

"What are you talking about?" Steve said.

"Damn, I wish you guys didn't just see that," Matt said. "I... asked him to fuck me."

"You what?" Joey and Steve both said simultaneously.

"I guess... the reason I haven't left my house is because I was afraid of what would happen," Matt said. "You know, if I interacted with men."

"So... you like guys now?" Joey asked.

"I think so," Matt said."I mean, I know so. A lot. I've been trying to lie to myself this whole time that I still liked girls, but it's just not true. I've taken on the same sexual orientation as your sister, Steve."

"Oh," Steve said, unsure of what to say.

"Can we still be friends?" Matt said. "I mean... I still like watching football. And drinking... actually, maybe I like drinking a little too much for my new body."

"Of course we can still be friends," Joey said. "And I promise I won't make any sexual advances on you. However, you are welcome to give me a blowjob anytime."

"Joey!" Steve said, shooting daggers with his eyes.

Matt chuckled. "No, it's all right. I know he's just kidding. I don't want you guys to act differently around me. Just... you know, the same. Steve, are we all right? I know this must be a lot for you to take in since it's your little sister's body."

Steve stood there for a moment with a blank expression. Matt got worried.

"I'm proud of you," Steve said. He came in for a hug. Joey joined in too.

Matt started to cry. "Sorry... the hormones."

"So uh, when we go to the beach this summer are you gonna wear a bikini or what?" Joey asked.

Steve hit Joey on the back of the head, and the three friends laughed as they embraced each other.

From that moment on, Matt knew he would be OK embracing his femininity.