Bobby to Bobbie (nonconsensual gender transformation, male to female...NO FUTA!)
Story by cuteycindyhoney
This story contains no elements of Futanari!
It concerns the accidental non-consensual genetic transformation of a good looking young man, into a stunningly sexy and beautiful young woman.
Bobby Shay is a normal healthy good looking nineteen year old man from a normal family. Well, maybe not quite so normal. Bobbyâs big sister Wendy is a genius the likes of which the world hasnât seen since Leonardo Da Vinci. Only Bobby, his mother, and Bobbyâs childhood buddy Alan know her secret. Wendy hides her light under the bushel of being a bubbly busty blonde centerfold model. This is Bobbyâs story though. His world gets turned upside down when he and Alan sneak into Wendyâs laboratory for a peek at her latest top secret project. Something happens to Bobby that even causes his best friend to stop ogling the abundant assets of Wendy and her mother! Will Bobbyâs life ever return to normal? Will his deep friendship with Alan survive, or evolve into something far stronger? Can Bromance change into...Romance?
Bobby to Bobbie
Part 01
By Honey Moon
Bobby Shay glared at his best friend Alan McAllisterâs reflection in the mirror as he combed his hair very carefully. âIf even one picture of me dressed like this shows up on the Internet, I swear Iâll kill you!â
Alan couldnât help grinning. âBob, this was your idea, remember? Besides, if anyone saw us now theyâd think we were some kind of gay couple. Thereâs no way Iâm risking that! I have the ladies to think about, after all!â
âWhat ladies? You never have the nerve to ask anyone out!â Bobby sighed and once again gave the hem of his little black skirt a tug. He was one to talk! Being a nineteen year old virgin sucked! He pulled at the skirt again. âJeez! How can Wendy wear such short skirts, anyway?â
âDonât diss the skirt!â Alan sighed, completely ignoring his friendâs comments about dating habits. âWendy looks damn hot in that thing! Her ass works that skirt just right!â
âShit! Donât be disgusting! Youâre talking about my big sister!â He sighed again. âForget it. Letâs get a move on!â
Bobby headed down the stairs, Alan following close on his high-heels. They both froze when a voice called out from the kitchen. âOh sweetie, I thought you were taking some time off. Didnât you say you closed down your laboratory for the weekend?â
Fumbling nervously, Bobby managed to key the mini voice recorder he was carrying. âSorry mom!â the edited recording played. âIâve had a breakthrough! See you later!â
âOkay Honey! You drive carefully. Iâll see you in the morning!â
âI canât believe that worked!â Alan whispered as they slipped out the door into the cool night air.
Bobby grinned. âI told you it would!â He mad