Try Something New - TG Caption

"Hey, do you wanna try something a little different?" my girlfriend Gwen asked as we sat on her bed. She knew I'd say yes to practically anything at this point. 

"And what might that be?"

"I have a new bathing suit for camp and I need your honest opinion on it," she replied.

That...was the one subject I wish she wouldn't bring up. The reason I would say yes to practically anything is that she was about to leave for the entire summer to go to some stupid all girls camp. This was our last summer together before leaving for different colleges. We were both 18 and could do nearly anything we wanted. Well, way more than before anyway, and she was leaving.

"Babe?"

"Sorry, sorry. Yeah, of course I'll tell you. I can't imagine anything looking bad on you though," I answered, honestly. 

"The thing is...I got two of them, and I want you to try on the other one."

"...Huh? Why?"

"Welllll, I might have a bit of a 'thing' for guys dressed in girl's clothes that I've neglected to mention. And it might help us another way too. Plus, if you do it, I'll give you an extra special reward." Gwen smiled as she finished like she knew I would give in. She really did know me well.

I quickly disrobed, far more excited at the prospect of my 'reward' than anything else at this point. Grimacing, I took the purple bikini from her and stretched it over a chest too broad and too flat to fit it properly. I was briefly distracted by the site of Gwen kicking off her shorts, having already removed her top. As she began to dress herself in matching swimwear, she looked over and met my gaze before raising her eyebrows and staring pointedly down at the panty like garment that made up 'my' suit's lower half still resting on the floor. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed it up and carefully pulled it up my very hairy legs, mindful of snagging them, or anything else for that matter, as I settled the tight material into place as best I could. The misshapen, bulging front of the suit made that somewhat difficult. Sensing I was being watched, I placed my hands on my hips and posed for her, Peter Pan style, while grinning heroically. She smiled back, looking eager, like she was waiting for something, and that's when the world shifted.

Gwen grew. I wasn't crazy tall or anything but my girlfriend is 5 foot tall on a good day, and as I watched, she shot up until we stood eye to eye. No, I belatedly realized. She hadn't gotten taller. I looked down to the ground, to the much closer ground. Had I gotten smaller? What. The. Hell? Not only that, the change seemed proportional. I hadn't been very big before but now the stupid purple bikini was practically hanging off of me, the band around my chest barely gripping where it had dug in before, but that didn't last long. 

An itching, prickling sensation lit up beneath my skin and, before my eyes, the skinny, somewhat emaciated look of my body softened. A slightly squishy layer of fat formed beneath giving me a much smoother look all over, but it didn’t stop there. Mass continued to build in a few specific areas. The purple bikini, once stretched flat, began to stretch again into a different, more traditional shape as the empty cups filled. The weight pulled forward at my slight frame, causing me to arch my back and stick out my enlarging chest, a position that became more natural when something in my spine crunched painlessly. Reaching up, I pressed tiny hands into the new growths and flinched. They were sensitive, much more so than my old flat pecs. My body hadn’t stopped changing though and my attention was drawn to my now noticeably tightening bikini bottoms. Arms dropping and hands going to my rear, I found it far larger and far fleshier than I remembered. I whimpered slightly as a gentle squeeze confirmed I had grown more responsive to stimulation there too. Was there any part of me not over-sensitive to touch? Eyes widening, I hurriedly sought out the bulge in the front of my bottoms and found it greatly reduced and, unlike my newly formed assets, strangely numb. Beneath my fingers and before my eyes it continued to diminish until I was left with a completely flat front. I gulped but before I could explore further, Gwen finally spoke up. 

“You don't want to be separated and neither do I. This way, we can both go and spend the entire time together, and you can spend some time learning how the other half lives. I realize it's sudden, but I think I know you pretty well, and I think you might be open to this." She paused before continuing, "Oh, and one more thing I haven’t mentioned before, I like girls too.” She finished with a playful leer, eyeing me up and down."

I stood transfixed, shocked by my sudden and complete transformation and even more shocked by her suggestion. Still, I wasn't freaked out or even uncomfortable like I thought I should be. It all felt surprisingly natural, maybe even...nice? I looked up from where my eyes had once again fallen to my breasts, automatically brushing long, pink (pink!?) hair out of my eyes, and watched as Gwen strutted her petite frame over to me. Closing in, she moved her body to mine. From the bottom up, one smooth thigh made contact, our flat, girlish tummies met firmly in the middle, and Gwen's large breasts pushed into my own soft pair, causing all four to bulge upwards in an incredible display of female anatomy. This was unlike anything I had ever felt and a warmth began to grow in my chest and between my legs as I looked into her dark eyes and serious expression. 

"So...what do you say?"