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The Similar Difference Epidemic (Tg) Draft

Added 2023-03-14 10:41:44 +0000 UTC

There was something weird about the people in town today, though Pablo really couldn’t put his finger on what exactly. It was just a regular Saturday as always and Pablo had decided to go into town and shop for some new clothes, then maybe grab a bite and go back home. A very simple plan for a weekend afternoon.

Yet something was strange. Something very subtle that he took a long time to notice.

There were a lot of girls in town. No, there were almost exclusively girls in town and all of them were exceedingly beautiful. But maybe it was only his taste in women talking since all of them still did look very different from each other. From your typical busty blonde too shy brunette to the excited redhead… for some reason all sorts of girls were in town today.

It somehow nagged the back of his mind more and more, making him play with the thought of asking a random girl if there was some sort of event today, when…

Bump

“Oh I’m sorry, girl. I wasn’t…” the girl said after the impact, before her eyes fell on Pablo and she shifted her tone. “Oh~ A sweet boy~ What a fortunate accident~”

“Fortunate…? I mean, sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going either.” Pablo answered, slightly confused by her strange response.

“No harm done. I just found it funny that I ran into a man with glasses just like me. Even if you’re pretty brown eyes are clearly different from mine~” She giggled, making Pablo even more suspicious of her. His eyes weren’t brown and neither was he wearing his glasses today…

Wait! Since when was he wearing his glasses? He was sure he had left them at home today, but there they were, sitting on his nose. As if they had just appeared out of nowhere.

The girl simply giggled as she waved him goodbye, making him take a step backwards in shock…

Bump

…and bump into the next girl.

“Watch where you are going!” The girl let out, much more aggressively than the one before.

“I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t…”

“You might have killer hips like me, but without an amazing ass like mine you have no excuse to be this careless on the street! Apologize!" She demanded, making Pablo retreat away from her slightly.

“I am sor… What? What do you mean hiiii-?” Pablo was shocked when a warm tingling feeling shot into his ass, making him instinctively put his hands on his hips. They were growing and expanding, taking his pants with them, widening until they had surpassed his shoulders easily, to which he was only frozen in horror.

“What is ha…?”

“Ah, common Laura! His ass isn’t that small.” Another girl appeared behind him out of the crowd and also placed her hands on his ass without warning. “Just look at how that thing sticks out! He is much taller than me, and his ass is still so big that he has to lean forward to counterbalance. Just like me~”

The moment she said that Pablo felt like a giant weight had been placed on his behind and quickly getting heavier. He literally couldn’t do anything against it besides changing his posture if he wanted to not fall over.

“Can somebody explai…”

“OMG!” Another girl cried out, patting him from behind as she revealed herself. She was a very obvious gyaru girl. “Your voice is just as sexy as mine! If you had a bit more tan we would, like, literally be the same! Wanna hang out someday?”

“N-no I…Ah~” Pablos voice cracked. Suddenly every sound he gave from him sounded very feminine, even if he didn't try.

“I would have just invited him out for a shopping trip to be honest. That would be fun, I’ll tell you!” Another, much taller girl approached him from the side, giving him a light side bumb with her fists, which he was happy about that she only did a slight tap as she looked very much like she lifted in her spare time. Though that made him even more scared of what she was about to say.

“He might not have the muscles and raw power, and a somewhat scrawny build, but look at those thighs! They remind me of my own and that's a compliment!” She followed up and Pablo immediately was assaulted with all sorts of strange feelings.

Like every muscle and strength of his arms and shoulders was mercilessly drained from his upper body and siphoned into legs… or more specifically, his thighs. He didn’t even know how he should feel about literally watching his thighs blow up like balloons, but there was nothing he could do about that anymore now.

He needed to get away! And fast! But how does one do that in a crowd of sexy women?!?

Bump!

“Ah! I’m sorry! I need to go!” He said, trying to run away, but the girl spoke up first.

“Oh, no worries. I am quite strong and have two rather good shock absorbers.” She giggled and patted her frankly enormous chest, making Pablo feel a cold shower run down his back.

“And I am guessing the same is true for you… minus the strong part.”

“Ack!” Pablo let out a girlish moan and gasp as his balance was challenged once again. Without warning or prelude his chest inflated rapidly, becoming bigger and more sensitive with every second that passed. After only a few seconds he couldn’t cup his chest with one hand anymore, and after a few more he couldn’t even cup a single mound with both as well.

It took Pablo a good moment to cope with the reality of him having two breasts on his chest that were probably bigger than most of the girls passing him. Speaking of those…

“Excuse me, good sir?” A woman asked from behind, lightly tapping on his shoulder to get Pablo out of his stupor. Though with a chest bigger than his head and killer shaking hips he didn’t actually know how that girl would assume that he was a boy anyway.

“We are looking for girls with cute faces for our cologne shop the street over, and since yours is comparable to mine I thought about asking you. I also like our similar taste in clothes.” She said with a big smile, making Pablo reel and grab his face… though nothing happened.

But when he looked up at the girl again, she followed up with. “Though your length of hair might require you to tie them up for work. I might not have that problem, but you might.”

Then it hit his head all at once. He could feel his face shifting against his will, his bone structure remodeling such that his cheekbones were rising and his eyes were growing. At the same time his hair was growing out faster than he had ever thought possible, reaching his middleback in the blink of an eye, though somehow becoming tied together by a hairband that came from who knows where.

But that wasn’t the only piece of cloth that had seemingly but infused with magic, as his clothing also started to shift all around him. In mere moments his top had become a white blouse while his pants just continued to creep upwards, turning into a jeans-like one piece that ended in a skirt at the bottom.

Without giving an answer Pablo ran again. He could see the end of the crowd, an alleyway that led to his home on the other side. Whatever happened to him was too weird and he needed to get away from it as fast as possible. When the girl from the beginning suddenly stepped into his way, making him crash into her boobs.

“You know, we don’t have a lot in common. You have brown hair, a most impressive bust, a strut most would kill for with hips of legend, all while being clearly not slutty in the slightest. All things that don’t apply to me.” She said, slowly letting Pablo out of her chest, who still had to process the fact that he had doven into a girls chest.

“Though there is one thing we have in common.” She whispered, getting closer to his ear. “We are both girls infected with the ‘Similar Difference’ virus~”

Pablo’s jaw dropped as his gaze went blank. He didn’t even realize that those words had caused the thing between his legs to slowly melt away, because what was happening in the fresh girl's head was way more important.

She suddenly felt happy. And at ease. Like she was supposed to be a girl from the very beginning and had just now come to terms with that face. But there was something else. Something like an urge that slowly crept into the forefront of her mind.

All those attributes she now possessed… All those attributes those other girls graciously donated her… she wanted to pass them on as well. But, this rite of passage came at a cost. Any time she gave something to someone… or rather, a man, she would have to pick something that her successor wouldn’t receive from her.

For every thing she makes similar, she would have to create a difference.

That's when Palma’s eyes went wide. She had finally understood the truth of this beautiful chain of events. And she began to grin when she saw another confused men wander the streets who was also being touched and changed by the girls around him, which really begged the question for Palma:

Which of her amazing assets should she pass on to this lucky man?