Summer Plans with Friend

Dylan and I were traveling across a few states to attend the electronic music festival, DaisyFields last month when late at night we saw something about the size of a outdoors garbage bin glowing pink on the side of the highway. My instincts told me that it was probably something hazardous that probably feel off a truck on the interstate but he jokingly guessed that it was a hidden treasure. He stopped the car and asked me to get out with him to examine it. When we came closer it was some type of large pink object that couldn’t be determined. Rectangle in shape but no other obvious distinctions other than it being a certain color and omitting a high-pitched hum. We were only about ten feet away and didn’t want to get any closer. Instead we went back to the car and called the state environmental agency just getting a voicemail at the hour. Shortly down our trip on the highway, we both started feeling very tired and checked Exit signs for the nearest hotel even though we wanted to clear at least another 100 miles before the end of the night. Both of us felt very light-headed and weak.

After check-in, we just passed out on the two beds in the room without even unpacking bags or using the bathroom. We were in for the shock of our lives when we woke up to find we were BOTH GIRLS! Still wearing the same clothes we feel asleep in, IDs in our wallets still showed our male selfs, contacts in phone the same, but we were completely female. Yes, checking down there was first priority. It felt so weird feeling my own b00bs. Dylan’s hair had turned into a shade of blonde while mine was still dark brown. Not only were we female, but we were HOT female. Two attractive young women that we both probably would have tried getting with at some point in our male lives. Dylan started panicking and crying saying how he didn’t want to be a girl which was probably his new hormones kicking in. I mentioned how this must have been caused by that stupid pink object he so badly wanted to look at last night but then he started blaming me for making him feel bad! We hugged each other in the room, something we would have NEVER done as men, and tried coming up with a game plan.

We tried calling the environmental agency once again, but couldn’t reach anyone there. Dylan mentioned calling some of our friends for help but in reality, no one would believe us. They would probably think we were two girls committing crime on a spree across the country robbing men or something in hotel rooms. If we changed into women, there must be some way to change back into men. Just wasn’t about to spend a month in a crappy hotel room to figure it out. We had plans.

I managed to talk Dylan into cheering up and keep our plans. We had a music festival to attend. SHE would be Danielle and I would have a girly name too. The transformation had already effected our voices, now it was just for getting our mannerisms down and maybe learning how to put on mascara or something. After checking out of the hotel, we went to the nearest outlet center where we had to learn our new female sizes, shop for bras, get some panties to cover the new equipment, and pick some cute outfits for the festival. It was strange walking around the first shop in oversized men’s clothes but we quickly changed into shorts that showed off our shaved legs, bras, and shirts.

The weekend festival was an amazing, life-changing experience. We forgot about the fact that we just went through gender transformation and instead had the time of our lives enjoying music, meeting new friends, and having a few adult substances in us. Although neither of us wanted to admit it, being a girl wasn’t so bad after all. We both smiled and laughed more and liked the attention we were getting. It was decided then that we would just wait for a call back from the environmental agency and maybe just have some fun for the rest of the summer. We drove to the nearest resort town just 40 miles away and pretended one of the male names on our debit cards were our dads or something in order to find a place to rent and we got jobs at the same restaurant as servers. We have been quickly adapting to living as girls this summer by experimenting with our newfound gender. I got my naval and ears pierced while Danielle got her ears pierced and a butterfly tattoo on her ankle. It’s hard to get us out of bikinis this summer as the manager Danielle is having s3x with owns an amazing house with a pool. I myself have been fooling around with a few guys while I have this body. Although, by the way things are going. It may be best to the past behind us.