“I just can’t, Rachel. I’m sorry. All this attention… I can’t handle it. I’m just going to close my door and wait until the cure is ready. I don’t want anyone to see me as a woman.”

Rachel looked sad, but nodded sagely, wiping a tear from her eye. “I understand. Let’s go home and get you set up. I’ll deal with the Shaman and make sure things are all set in a few days for you to change back into a guy.”

Alex placed a hand on her roommate’s shoulder and looked her in the eyes and said as earnestly as she could manage, “Thank you.” 

They spent most of the way home in silence before Rachel finally said, “After I make sure you get home OK, I’m going to head out and pick up some essentials for you. Just to be prepared.”

“Like what?”

“I know you don’t like thinking about being a girl. Do you want to know?” 

“I guess not,” Alex confessed. “I’ll trust you.”

Minutes later, Alex found herself alone in her room and wasted no time stripping off the bikini, replacing it with an overly large tee from the back of her dresser. The shirt was too big on Alex and downright voluminous on Alex’s new, smaller frame, but it did an admirable job of covering up her body. All her pants were too long, but even if they were the correct length, they wouldn’t stay up. There weren’t even notches which fit her petite waist, so she went without. It felt strange wearing nothing below the waist, but the shirt was long enough, where maybe it didn’t matter.

In fact, if Alex ignored her hair, which hung down a few inches past her shoulders, and leaned forward when she looked down, it was almost possible to forget she was a woman! As long as she didn’t look at the lithe legs and tiny feet poking out below… or the swell of a pair of breasts beneath the shirt. Or her slender arms and hands with the rune which suppressed her feminine spirit.

OK, so maybe it wasn’t possible to forget her new femininne circumstances, so Alex decided to do the next best thing and seek distraction. She hopped on her computer to play a game. Once it loaded, she noticed Tolnay was online! Perfect. Alex had lost dozens of hours gaming with Tolnay and it was exactly the diversion he needed. A quick message and moments later they were in a game. She donned the headset and joined voice chat, running on muscle memory.

“Hey Tolney! I’m so glad to see you I-” she trilled excitedly and then froze as soon as she realized what she’d done.

“Hi, who’s this? Alex?”

Fuck, fuck, FUCK! How could she have forgotten her voice? 

“Hey Alex, you there? Who was that?”

Alex panicked and turned off her PC. However, far from solving her problem, her phone pinged with a text. “Please don’t let it be Tolney,” she hoped.

No such luck. It was a text.

[Ey man u crash?]

“Oh good,” she sighed. “Maybe he won’t ask about-”

[And who girl?]

[She sound cute]

“Fuck,” Alex swore. There was no way out, she’d have to lie. She considered what the best option was. She couldn’t pretend it had been Rachel, they gamed together occasionally with her and Tolney knew the voice. Finally, he settled on a believable lie.

[That was my girlfriend]

[She wanted to say hi]

[pic?]

“Of course he wants a picture,” Alex cursed. The guy was as horny as any of Alex’s male friends and if it was going to be believable it had to be sexy. She set up the camera on her desk and snapped a photo. Whatever, it would do.

Alex was furious for a reason she couldn’t articulate. She tore off her shirt and went digging through her closet. 

Of course he believed her now. It was the tie Tolney had gotten him before he’d moved west for work. Before he’d moved in with Rachel. Before it became a prop for a sexy photo. What on earth was she thinking?

However, as she readied to send another message a knock at the door drew her away from the phone. She tossed the tie and quickly buttoned down the shirt before opening the door to find Rachel with a heaving canvas bag. 

“Whoa, Rachel what’s that?”

“Well,” Rachel sighed, “I was going to pick some girl essentials which we couldn’t share, but I just got a little carried away. There’s some underwear, a few outfits. Some things to make three days p-”

Alex’s phone interrupted with a series of alert messages and she looked sheepish as Rachel studied her with an inquisitive expression.

Ultimately, Rachel shrugged and handed over the overflowing bag. “I’m going to visit the Shaman and see about speeding up preparations for the ritual. We’ll turn you back in no time.”

“Thanks Rachel, Sincerely.”

Her roommate waved the comment away with a smile. They both turned to glance and Alex’s phone which tinkled with another alert.

“Well… I’ll check in with you tomorrow morning. Have a good evening Alex.”

Rachel turned and Alex closed the door behind her before dumping the bag out on the bed. She began to pick through the clothes but was interrupted by another message.

“Fuck, fine, what!” Alex shouted looking at her phone.

“Wow, he’s thirsty,” Alex thought. But she made him hard? The thought made her chuckle and gave her a very naughty idea.

To Be Continued…