A gift for her

"This tastes really good," Marie says, her eyes lighting up as she takes another bite of the apple tart she picked out from the bakery in the corner of the bustling mall. She sits at a table with Adam and their 18-year-old daughter, Rachel, who is scrolling through her phone, her thumb moving at a rhythmic pace. The sweet aroma of the freshly baked pastry fills the air around them, a stark contrast to the generic scent of the mall's central air conditioning.


“This tastes good indeed,” Adam smiles, swiping a crumb from the corner of Rachel’s mouth with his thumb. Rachel giggles, a sound that still manages to warm his heart even though she’s a young adult now, preparing to leave for college in a few weeks. The three of them are enjoying a rare afternoon together, a brief respite from their usual routines. Adam’s job at the insurance firm keeps him busy, and Rachel’s high school life is a whirlwind of activities and final exams. Marie’s job as a nurse is equally demanding, but she’s been looking forward to this moment all week.


"It’s a good idea to come at least once a week to relax and have time with family," he says, admiring his wife of over twenty years and their stunning 18-year-old daughter, Rachel. Rachel looks up from her phone, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as she catches her dad's gaze.


"Yeah, it's nice to get out of the house," Rachel responds, her voice filled with the usual teenage nonchalance. Yet, Adam can see the excitement in her eyes as she glances around the mall, taking in the sights and sounds of shoppers hurrying by. She's trying to soak up every moment before she leaves for college.


"We're having the best of times, as you're about to go off to college, dear," Marie replies with a fond tone, as Rachel smiles back at them. Her stunning face reflects excitement and happiness, as she is in the prime of her youth at 18, with the whole world ahead of her.


Adam nods in agreement, savoring the sweetness of the tart and the even sweeter moment with his girls. "You know," he begins, his voice carrying a touch of nostalgia, "when your mother and I were your age, we didn't have half the opportunities you do."


"Oh, dad," Rachel rolls her eyes playfully, "you always say that." But Marie reaches out and gently squeezes his hand. "He's right, Rach. We've worked hard to give you the life we never had. We're so proud of the young woman you've become." Rachel's cheeks redden slightly, and she looks away, trying to hide her emotions behind the screen of her phone.


"Thank you all," Rachel smiles softly at them as Marie and Adam smile back as well.


"I guess you're excited for your new phase of college, dear," Marie smiles at them, as Rachel giggles in response. The three of them continue to chat about Rachel's college plans, the excitement of new beginnings, and the bittersweet feeling of watching their little girl grow up so fast. The mall's background music plays a classic tune, the melody weaving through their conversation and adding a nostalgic undertone to their shared happiness.


"Yeah, I can't wait to go to college—lots of boys and fun," she smiles, teasing her dad.


Adam laughs, shaking his head. "Just remember to focus on your studies," he warns gently, though the twinkle in his eye belies his concern.


"I will, Dad, I'm sure I will," the stunning 18-year-old girl smiles as Adam feels proud of his daughter.


"I have to do something first, baby," Adam says with a smile. He then stands from the chair and kisses Rachel deeply on the forehead.


"Okay," Rachel says, watching him walk away.


"Where is Dad going, Mom?" Rachel asks, looking at her mother. Marie just smiles and replies, "Well, there's a surprise for you, baby." She smiles, knowing that Adam has probably forgotten the gift he was supposed to buy for their daughter and is now busy running around trying to find one.


Adam's mind is racing as he weaves through the crowded mall. He'd meant to get Rachel a special gift to celebrate her graduation and the upcoming move to college, but work had been hectic, and he hadn't had the time to plan anything out. Now, with the deadline of their afternoon together looming, he's scrambling to make it right.


"I can't believe I forgot to buy that gift," Adam mutters as he searches for a place to buy a proper gift for his daughter. He stands in front of a clothing store, a girlish one that looks perfect for his daughter's taste.


"This place looks fine," he thinks to himself, noticing the shop offers stylish and feminine clothes. As he looks in, he imagines Rachel, the stunning 18-year-old girl she is, would love one of the beautiful dresses and accessories displayed there, something that would make her feel special.


He quickly steps inside, the bell over the door jingling as it closes behind him. The store is well-organized with racks of clothes in various designs and colors, and a friendly saleswoman greets him with a smile. Adam scans the racks, his mind racing to think of Rachel's preferences. He's always been more of a 'practical gifts' kind of person, but today, he wants something that truly reflects her style and spirit.


"Welcome to New-U store, the place for transformed and feminine style," the woman says with a sultry, almost hypnotic tone. Adam watches her stunning presence, mesmerized by her shape, which is quite obviously the result of her meticulously chosen outfit.


"Good day," Adam replies politely to the stunning woman, as she smiles softly and says, "My name is Cora." She smiles again, then asks, "Would you like to embrace your feminine and girlish side?"


Adam's eyes widen for a moment in surprise, then he laughs, realizing she's just being friendly. "Actually, I'm looking for a gift for my daughter," he explains, pointing out Rachel who's still sitting at the table with Marie. "She's graduating and going off to college soon."


He shows a picture of Rachel, his daughter, to Cora, and she smiles as she nods and looks at the photo.


"Oh, I see. She's pretty cute," she says, smiling. Adam replies, "Thanks, she's the love of my life. I want to get a better gift for her." The saleswoman smiles softly and says, "I can help you find the perfect gift for her." She thinks for a moment and adds, "A gift will make her happy forever," she says with a smirk.


"Well, this is quite the selection," Adam says, looking around the store. The colors of the clothes are vivid and the fabrics look soft to the touch. "What do you think Rachel would like?"


Cora smiles at him and replies, "Well, you have that answer, dear," making Adam look at her with a surprised expression in his eyes.


"What?" he asks, curiosity evident in his voice about what the stunning saleswoman means. Her striking blue eyes catch him deeply, and she replies, "Just let your inner feminine side flow," Cora says with a hypnotic tone, making Adam feel captivated by her.


"Eh, sorry, I don’t get it," Adam replies, his surprise evident as he struggles to understand what the enticing saleswoman is saying.


"It’s so simple, dear," Cora says, moving behind him and gently running her soft hands over his shoulders, sending a tingling sensation down his back.


"In this wonderful store, we help everyone embrace their inner feminine side," the woman purrs at him, making Adam’s overweight body tingle with an unfamiliar sensation.


"W-what?" He stammers, confused by the saleswoman's words.


"I can feel it in you, dear," Cora continues, gently massaging Adam's shoulders. "You have an inner feminine side inside you. I could feel it the moment you stepped into the store."


"I don't know about that," Adam says, feeling a mix of confusion and curiosity as he looks over his shoulder at Cora. She's so close, her breath tickling his ear, and her scent, a mix of vanilla and something faintly exotic, is intoxicating.


"You have an inner girl inside you, ready to come to the surface," she whispers, sending a tingling sensation through his body.


Adam turns to face Cora, his expression a mix of shock and curiosity. "What do you mean?"


"Don't ask, dear," she smiles, then places her finger through his temples.


"Just feel her..." She whispers, a chill sending a shiver through his wavering body.


"Just feel that inner girl inside you." The saleswoman’s whisper is intoxicating, making it crawl all over him. His eyes close, and his mind swims in a strange, foreign manner, almost as though he's slipping through to a side of himself he's never known. He’s sure this is her life, the one she's leading.


"W-What is this?" he gasps, but his voice sounds high-pitched, girlish. He's in an exclusive bar, surrounded by youthful men and women around Rachel's age, stunning in their form-fitting outfits, sculpted bodies, and tight, sexy physiques—dancing and reveling in the lust of youth.


"Can you see that, right?" the saleswoman whispers through him, as Adam is mesmerized by the foreign images inside his mind—images of a young and feminine woman's body, dressed in a revealing outfit that hugs her tight, youthful shape. Her breasts are full, and her long strands of hair are visible as she enjoys the fun and chaos of a wild party.


"These memories... these are not mine," Adam whispers, feeling completely in shock as his mind plays out these vivid images.


"Of course, these are not your memories," the saleswoman whispers as she runs her hand through his shoulder, grazing Adam's skin gently.


"These are the ones that belong to the inner girl inside you, dear," she whispers again, sending a jolt through his entire body.


"But... I'm not a girl," Adam stammers, his mind reeling.The foreign images flash through his mind—of the wild party, the young, sexy woman he’s inside, immersed in the chaotic energy of the environment. The pounding music and tight, sculpted bodies of youth dancing and grinding, enjoying the lust and passion, kissing and drinking. It’s intoxicating for the over-50-year-old father, overwhelmed by the sensation.


"But you can be," Cora whispers, her breath hot on his neck. Her hands trace down his arms, feeling the fabric of his shirt, sending a shiver down his spine. "You can be anyone you want to be, darling. Here at New-U, we help you unlock that inner girl."


"W-what?" Adam stammers, a mix of fear and excitement as the wild images swirl around him. Hot guys strip off their clothes, revealing their muscular physiques and large, veiny manhoods.


"I can help you unleash that inner girl inside you, screaming to come out," she smiles, pressing her fingers against his temples. Then, she makes his overweight body spasm in place, causing the rolls of fat to shift as the shock intensifies.


"UGHH," Adam moans as his legs tremble,his eyes wide with terror as Cora's fingers dig into his temples. Suddenly, the scene in his mind changes again, and he sees himself riding a big manhood at the party, her body is young and feminine, full of the force and energy of youth as she rides a hot guy’s cock around the party, sending electric sensations through him.


"What...what's happening?" he gasps, his knees buckling as the vision of this wild life overwhelms his senses.


"It's the transformation, dear," Cora's voice is a seductive purr in his ear. "Your inner girl is awakening."


"Can you feel her?" she asks, whispering to him, as he feels the intensity of the big manhood thrusting inside the wet slit.


"F-feel what?" Adam gasps, his knees giving way as the vision of his inner self, a young, stunning, and sexy girl, is filled with pleasure.


"The big hard cock inside your wet kitty," the saleswoman grins as Adam’s legs tremble, his mouth agape.


"Oh God," Adam moans as he feels the thrust of the manhood inside the wet snatch with intensity, merging with the image of the wild, carefree girl having fun.


Cora’s grip on his shoulders tightens, her smile growing as she feels his body succumbing to the transformation. "Just let go," she whispers, her voice soothing and commanding at the same time. "Embrace it, let it fill you."


"YES... YES!" Adam's voice comes out, overwhelmed by the sensations of the memories—his inner girl flooded by the feeling of that big, hard manhood. Adam's body spasms, savoring how it fills the tight slit.


The saleswoman's eyes light up with delight as she watches Adam's transformation. "Good," she whispers, her grip firm as she helps him to the ground. "Let it all out, darling."


"You like to be a horny girl filled by a big thing, dear?" Corsa smirks as Adam tries to fight it, but the intensity of that wild, foreign memory takes over him.

"N-no...I-I'm a man!" He protests feebly as his body shakes with the sensation of pleasure, his face reddening like a beet.


"Just look at you, moaning and shaking right now, dear," she whispers, then runs her hand down between her legs, grabbing the tent formed by the strain of his pants.


"You're enjoying it, aren't you?" she says, her smile growing as Adam feels the heat in his cheeks.


"No... no... I'm not enjoying this... ohhh," Adam's words stop as the sensations grow stronger than ever before, the wild girl riding it with reckless abandon.


"Don't fight it, dear, just let the inner girl inside you flow and take over," she smirks, then slowly grips the big and hard cock between Adam's legs as a result of the wicked, wild foreign memory of that inner girl.


The sensation is too intense, and Adam can’t help but let out a moan that’s a mix of pleasure and fear. His hand moves to cover hers, but instead of pushing her away, he finds himself holding onto her wrist, urging her to keep going. It's as though he’s lost control of his own body, and the young, stunning, and sexual being inside him is taking over.


"Oh God," Adam moans with agonizing ecstasy, the vivid image of that wild inner girl riding faster with reckless abandon, becoming more intense.


"Just let it be, darling," Cora smiles as she grips him stronger, then strokes Adam's manhood with intensity, sending more shivers through him.


Adam feels himself losing control as the wild, inner girl inside him takes over. The image of the stunning, young woman riding the hard cock fills his mind, the sound of her moans echoing through his ears.


"You can't deny how much you love that feeling of being filled by a big hard thing, darling," Cora whispers, sending a shiver through him as her hands work on his erect manhood.


Adam's eyes roll back, and he gasps, unable to fight the intense pleasure that's coursing through his body. "I...I'm...I'm not a girl," he stammers, his voice high-pitched and weak.


Cora just chuckles, her eyes gleaming with a strange excitement. "But you can be," she whispers, her hand moving faster and more confidently on his growing erection. "You can feel what it's like to be young, sexy, and desired."


Adam's breath hitches, and his mind reels as the images in his head grow more intense. He sees himself, or rather, the inner girl, writhing in pleasure, the big cock inside her, the room spinning with the lights from the disco ball, the smell of lust and sweat thick in the air. He feels himself getting closer and closer to climax, his body responding to the seductive whispers of the saleswoman.


"She is you, darling, don’t deny her," she smiles, sending a shiver that echoes through his entire mind as Adam is completely overcome by his actions.


"Don’t deny who you truly are, don’t be afraid of her, just embrace the inner girl you’re destined to be," she whispers. Then, with that smile, a completely overwhelming sensation explodes from the bottom of Adam’s core, making him release a guttural moan.


"Ahh, yes," Cora whispers, her hand moving faster, "just let her out, darling."


Adam's body convulse, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. He can't believe he's letting this happen, but the pleasure is too intense to resist. His dick erupts, and Cora giggles, stroking him through the fabric of his pants, her eyes gleaming with victory.


"Look what we've found," she says, her voice a sweet siren's call. "Your true self, begging to come out and play."


Adam's mind is swimming with the intensity of the wild girl's memories, merging with his own, slipping away from the worries and thoughts.


"You like this, right?" Cora giggles, watching as Adam’s body convulses, the climax simmering, forming a large stain through his pants.


Adam’s mind is consumed by the entire foreign environment—the beating music, the lights, the dancing—and, of course, the thrust of the big, hard manhood still inside the girl’s wet slit, making him forget everything about his family or his past, focusing only on the pure sensation and intoxicating aroma of that wild, youthful lust.


"Yes..." Adam moans in ecstasy, his voice now sounding higher-pitched, almost girlish.


Cora's eyes twinkle with satisfaction as she watches Adam succumb to the power.


"You want more, right?" she smiles as she grips him, then strokes a few more times before Adam convulses.


"YESSS!" he cries out, his body jerking as he reaches climax, his dick spurting more sticky seed than he's ever felt before. The intensity of the orgasm is unlike anything he's ever experienced, and it seems to go on forever.


"The inner girl is taking over," she smiles as Adam’s moans shift in pitch, moving away from his usual deep, manly tone. His overweight body spasms, feeling an uncontrollable surge of climax as Cora’s hands jerk his erect manhood recklessly.


"Oh my god, it's so fucking big, it can break me in two!" Adam's moans in high-pitched sounds, his mind overwhelmed by the intensity and the naughty thoughts forming from that wild girl. Cora giggles at these words coming from his mouth.


"Yeah, baby, the inner girl is taking over." She smirks proudly, stroking his shaft recklessly as Adam’s is overtaken by the naughty allure of the inner girl.


Adam's body is a canvas of ecstasy as he feels the young, wild girl inside him taking over his thoughts and desires. She's taking over, and he can't fight it. The sensation of the massive cock inside her—his mind's eye—feels so real, so intense that it’s all he can think about.


"Oh God, it’s so fucking big!" Adam’s voice is high-pitched and breathy, echoing the words of the stunning, carefree girl from the vision. The sensation of being filled so completely consumes him that he can't think of anything else. He's lost in the throes of an orgasm that seems to stretch out forever, his body shaking uncontrollably as the inner girl takes over his senses. The memory of the wild party and the thrill of being desired by those around her is intoxicating, and it’s all he wants.


"Let it flow into you," Cora smiles, her voice thick with anticipation. She runs her fingers through his hair, which begins to move, growing longer from his scalp, transforming into a lustrous mane that cascades through his shoulders.


"Let the change begin," Cora smirks as Adm's body convulses, his fat legs bucking. The sensation and the inner girl take over him.


The feeling of the big cock inside him is so overwhelming that Adam can't help but cry out, "Oh god, it's so fucking big!" His voice is high-pitched and breathy, just like the young girl's in his vision. His body, once stiff with shock, starts to relax, giving in to the pleasure.


"Perfect," Cora smiles as strands of hair flow from Adm’s scalp. His face starts changing as well. The once-fat, mature features melt away, along with the wrinkles, as his nose shrinks, his lips plump into a luscious shape. His eyes adopt a vapid, lustful gaze. His wrinkles and excess skin vanish, leaving behind the fresh features of a young, sexy girl.


"Oh god, it's so fucking big!" The line echoes in the changing room of New-U, the once-familiar voice of Adam now a high-pitched squeal of pure pleasure, as the image of the wild party and the big cock inside her takes over entirely.


His fat torso slims down dramatically, the excess weight melting away, as if shed by self-indulgence and a lack of care. What remains is a slim, feminine torso in its place. His arms follow suit, the fat vanishing along with the muscle, leaving behind only slender, toned arms.


"Oh God, I want more. I want a big, hard cock. Keep fucking me, boy. I'm just your personal riding horse." the line repeats in Adam's transformed mind, the memory of that wild party and the intense cock filling his thoughts. Adam's memories are slipping away little by little, replaced by the naughty and wild nature of that young, stunning girl.


"Good, darling," Cora whispers as Adam’s large, flabby belly shrinks, the rolls and layers of fat melt away, revealing a toned and sexy belly. His chest expands, stretching the fabric of his now loose shirt, growing into full breasts that are perky and defined. The nipples harden, evident through the thin fabric of his shirt, straining against the chest area as it grows more pronounced.


"Oh god, baby, keep fucking me harder!" Adam's moans, high-pitched and echoing, fill the air. His body and mind are overwhelmed with the naughty thoughts from that stunning, wild girl.


Cora's eyes light up with excitement as she watches Adam's transformation unfold. His shoulders narrow, and his posture changes, becoming more delicate and graceful, his hips swaying slightly as if he's practiced walking in high heels for years.


"‘Let it flow,’ Cora murmurs, gripping tighter as his body keeps changing. His pants fall from his narrowing legs. The transformation continues, the muscles and fat shifting, transforming to a sleek and sexy female form, free from imperfections. All the body hair is gone for good, and her skin gains a youthful softness, radiating an overall feminine glow. His waist shrinks, giving her a lithe, hourglass figure, her height reduced a few inches. The curves and posture of her new form are undeniable, sending waves of pleasure through Adam’s transformed being."


The stunning saleswoman whispers, "Keep coming, darling. Let it all out. Let go of your fears and embrace the girl inside you." As if on cue, Adam's body convulse again, the orgasm intensifying as the transformation nears completion. His calves turn lean and defined, his feet shrinking several sizes, along with his hands as they become dainty and delicate, erasing any traces of imperfection


"Let the final moment come," Cora smiles as Adam’s butt shape shrinks, the fat and muscle receding, then reshaping. His butt fills with feminine softness and defined muscle, tightening and becoming perkier. His backside forms into a perfectly heart-shaped derriere, two sculpted orbs that anyone would want to admire.


"And... there it comes," Cora says with excitement, gripping and stroking his still erect mamhood. She watches as the last remnants of his masculinity spurt and shrink, inch by inch, losing their hardness, turning softer and pinker. Finally, it adopts the size of a clitoris. His testicles recede inside, leaving a new tunnel of love. The pubic hair vanishes, and revealing a small slit. His loins shimmer and swell as his prostate reshapes, expanding into a fertile womb. His testicles transform into ovaries, reforming into a completely new, feminine reproductive system.


Adam's vision blurs as the last of the male hormones leave his body, his eyesight changes, and he sees everything with a new softness, a gentle blur that is soothing to his soul. His thoughts become a whirlwind of confusion and arousal. The smells of the mall, the sounds of the music, the feel of his new, smaller hands—everything is so different, so... right.


"Just let it flow, the inner girl of you, Annie," she whispers inside his mind. And then, the last of Adam's memories vanish completely, replaced by the new, girlish and youthful life of Annie. The former man is gone, entirely, for good.


"You are complete," Cora whispers as Annie becomes unconscious, gripping her to avoid her falling to the floor, her new body a tapestry of soft curves and delicate skin. She gently lays Annie down on the changing room floor, her body still quivering from the intense climax that had accompanied the final stages of her transformation.


"Just look at you," Cora says, admiring Annie's unconscious body, a perfect and stunning beauty.


"Just let me take care of this," Cora continues as she strips off the loose garment covering Annie's slim, feminine torso.


"You need to wear something that fits your cute, sexy body," she smiles at Annie's unconscious form, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She lifts the slender body with surprising strength, placing Annie onto a chair nearby.


"Just look at you," Cora says, admiring Annie's unconscious body, a perfect and stunning beauty.


"Just let me take care of this," Cora continues as she strips off the loose garment covering Annie's slim, feminine torso.


"You need to wear something that fits your cute, sexy body," she smiles at Annie's unconscious form, her eyes gleaming with excitement. With surprising strength, she lifts the slender body and places it onto a chair nearby. She quickly selects a skimpy dress from the rack, holding it up against Annie's new, smaller frame. The fabric clings to her body in all the right places, highlighting her new curves and leaving just enough to the imagination.


"Perfect," Cora says with a smile as she carefully dresses Annie, her delicate hands smoothing the fabric over her new breasts and hips. Annie's new body looks like a sculpture, a masterpiece of feminine allure that makes Cora's heart race.


"You don’t need to wear a bra or panties, dear. Trust me, with that body of yours, you don’t need anything of that," Cora gigles, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she watches Annie in the revealing outfit.


"Time to wake up, sweetie," Cora snaps her fingers, and then Annie slowly opens her eyes. She blinks, then the world begins to clear and come into focus.


Annie just giggles, remembering the wonderful dream she had—the wild party from the night before, riding a big man with so much abandon.


"How do you feel?" Cora asks, looking at the stunning Annie, who just giggles again.


"Wonderful," Annie responds, ready to have fun.


Annie giggles, feeling a strange new sensation between her legs.


"Well, calm down, girl," Cora grins at her as Annie just giggles in response.


"You have more time to do that later," she replies to Annie, who has woken up a bit and is ready to have fun after that dream.


"Sorry, it’s just that... wow, that night at the party made me so ready," she giggles, and Cora chuckles in response.


"Remember, you have to go with your sister Rachel; she’s doing something with your mother," Cora says. Annie blinks and realizes that she's still in a bit of a daze. She came here for a new dress, and she got it—the revealing one she’s wearing is just wonderful.


"Rachel?" Annie repeats, her mind trying to grasp onto the name. "Oh, yes, Rachel!" She giggles, standing up and wobbling slightly in her new high heels. Cora smirks at her, knowing full well what she’s feeling.


"Yeah, don't forget your sister Rachel," Cora says, and Annie smiles in response.


"Yeah, I forgot about that. She’s doing something with mom," Annie says, realizing it. Then she turns and admires her reflection in front of the mirror.


"Wow, I look really hot," Annie says, admiring her youthful, sexy figure. She chose the perfect dress for the occasion, ready to enjoy a trip to the mall with her sister Rachel and her mom.


"You are, indeed," Cora says, then hands Annie her phone. Annie takes a picture, showcasing her stunning body, and posts it to her socials.


"Rachel will be so envious of this dress," Annie giggles with a sense of pride.


"Absolutely. Just go and enjoy life, baby," Cora smiles. Annie replies softly, "Thank you," gives her a hug, and then leaves, strutting confidently through the mall.


"Another client satisfied," Cora says, watching the young, sexy woman walk through the mall with youthful exuberance.


Annie's new, smaller feet wobble slightly in the high heels she's never worn before, but she quickly gains her balance. The mall's neon lights reflect off her glossy hair, and her new eyes sparkle with excitement at the throngs of people around her. She feels a strange kinship with the females passing by, a sense of belonging that she never felt before.