You need to relax

"I have no idea why I came here," Steven says, looking around the costume store with a hint of boredom on his face. He has been hesitant about the idea of coming to this store, considering he is not the guy who wanders around a place like this.

"Oh man, could you be a little less of a bored guy and just let yourself enjoy this?" Jeremy replies to his friend, sounding a bit concerned about his friend's attitude while he takes a look around at the costumes available. "Shit, this is great; that might be a hot and stunning night for us." His eyes wide open, glowing with bliss, thinking about the party of tonight and the fact they have been invited and the one he accepted without a single hint of doubt, his party side comes to the surface.

"Just think about the fun and the hot girls swaying their curves; what about Julie? I know she agreed to go to the party, so, man, you would love to see her hot body in all her glory, don't you?" Jeremy turns her head to see Steven's face flush a bit—a good point for Jeremy to tell him about his longtime crush.
"You bastard" escaped from his mouth, avoiding making eye contact with him, pretending like he was just looking through the costumes with no single hint of interest but just getting away from this place.

"HAHA, what's wrong, man? I just told the truth; there is nothing wrong with that." Jeremy taunted his friend about his longtime crush and his obvious shyness towards women, of which he was so aware, which made him feel insecure while he was walking towards the stands of costumes looking for someone to wear to the party.
"Oh man, look at this; this is great." He cheers as his eyes are glued to one of the costumes that caught his attention. "This is so fucking great; I cannot wait to wear this black mage one." Jeremy cannot hide his emotion at seeing the well-designed costume. He has made his choice; he finally has something to wear to the party.
"This is fucking amazing, man. I cannot wait to wear this. Linda would be so impressed the moment she sees me like this." Jeremy pictures the image of his friend Linda, wearing a skimpy nurse costume and flaunting her toned body pressing against his own, dancing, feeling the rhythm of the music.

"First off, let Linda know you are interested in her, for, as far as I can tell, she has nothing to do with guys since she broke up with her last boyfriend, so good luck trying to get something with her," Steven says coldly, looking around the store and taking a glimpse of the costume Jeremy chose for the party.

"Oh, shut the fuck off. I'm plenty sure this will be the night when we're going to be together, and you, my boring friend, will be the same with your crush, but first, at least try to be a less boring man. There is no fucking woman in the world with that shitty attitude, especially from someone like you. Jeremy chuckled at these words that escaped from his mouth. He kept his eyes focused on the costume, but he knows Steven very well to guess he is burning with rage as a result of these words.

"Go fuck yourself," he scorned out against his friend, thinking about why he was in this place. Jeremy is not the kind of person who enjoys parties and things like that, but just stays in his room reading a good book and spends the night with his phone and the loneliness of his own.
"Look, I think all of this was a mistake on my part. I'm done with this. See you later, Jeremy." Steven is about to leave the store when Jeremy stops him walking through him and makes him consider his choice by telling him about Julie.
"Oh, c'mon, could you keep Julie out of this, please? I'm so damn sick that you called her name just by trying to make me change my mind, but this doesn't work, man; this just bothers me like hell." Jeremy walks to the corner, avoiding making contact with his friend, frustration growing inside him.
"Please, Steve, this is going to be fun. We are friends, and I promise you that Julie will be so very grateful to see you at the party, trust."

"Oh, shut the fuck off; I told you don't name her in this." Jeremy frowns his eyes, looking at his friend for the first time. His friend replies with a short sorry before heading to the store owner.

"Good choice; it seems like you have good tastes." The owner says she is a woman in her forties, wearing jeans and a long-sleeved blouse, her brown hair tied in a ponytail, looking at the guy with a curious look on her face.

"Tell me, what happened to your friend doesn't seem as exciting as you." The woman looks at Jeremy and lets out a sigh.
"Yeah, he is not the guy who likes to go to parties; he is just immersed in his own world, reading books all day inside his room." Jeremy rolls his eyes. "He is such a lonely creep." He takes a glimpse at his friend standing on the corner of the store, with his eyes looking at the costumes around; his face denotes boredom. The only thing Steven has in mind is to go back to his room and spend the rest of the day reading his pending books.



"I can see that he is the opposite of you." The woman smiles at Jeremy, making him let out a chuckle.
"Yeah, everyone notices that, but he is my friend, and, you know, I would like Jeremy to get a bit loose from time to time," he says, looking at the costume he is about to purchase.

"I think so, and it is great on your part to be like this with your friend. I think something like this might help him; I don't know. If he doesn't want to wear anything, maybe this could help."The woman gives Jeremy a black mage hat, the ones you can see from mages on those weird shows.

"You can buy this for your friend." The woman smiles at Jeremy, making this one a little flush on her face. In fact, the woman's beauty is undeniable, and this makes Jeremy understand things.
"Don't worry about the price; this hat is for free." She smiles at him, making Jeremy even more nervous.
"Oh, ehm, I have no words to express this; thank you," he says nervously, looking at the woman's striking eyes, so deep that he almost read his sou.

"Don't worry, my dear, this is a good gift from mine; trust me, this might help your friend with his inner struggles with life." She winks at him, a wide smile formed on her face. The red pouty lips are luscious and very kissable, and Jeremy cannot help but stare at her striking face.

"Thank you, Mrs." He struggles to find words; in fact, he is so nervous about the woman's beauty that he just pays for the costume, and without saying a single word, he turns back to her friend, and then the two leave the store and head to their apartment.
"Enjoy," the woman whispered to herself, looking at both guys stepping inside their cars and driving back to their home.


"This is the last time I tell you this: I'm not going to the party; please leave me alone." Steven heads back to his apartment, leaving Jeremy standing in the living room with a concerned look on his face. Things are not as he planned, considering he was counting on him to be at the party.
"Oh sh*t, I think I have to find another way to make him change his mind." He looks at the black mage hat the woman gives him. "I think this could work, he thinks. "Hey Steven." KJeremy goes to Steven's room, opening the door without his consent, and then just makes Steven more concerned.
"What do you want? I told you to leave me alone."He turns her head back to his book, ignoring Jeremy, or at least, trying to do so.
"Please, Stev, don't be such a bore; I understand your choice, but please take this as a gift from my part." Jeremy nears Steven and puts the hat on his head, making this one concerned about this.
"Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Steven scorns his friend's action.
"Hey, you look great, pal. Just look at you!" he cheers, leaving him with the hat on his head.
"I hope this can make Steven funnier and less stupid and boring," he thinks as he heads downstairs, making his way to his room.


"You stupid freak," Steven scorns out again, looking at himself in the mirror. The hat didn't fit with his casual outfit.
"I look stupid." He looks at his reflection, feeling concerned about this.

"I think I have a lot of problems with his stupid behavior, but this is ridiculous; what in the name of the world is he doing something as stupid as this?" he thinks about his friend's recent attitude. Jeremy is the kind of guy who loves making fun of his friends and overall people.
"Just look at this bullshit." His face wrinkled a little bit, and he didn't notice his hair growing longer inside his hat, growing long and luscious.
"How in the world could this be "fun" to someone?" He talks to himself, walking from one corner to another, his face shifting at every second, his nose shrinking, his jaw becoming smaller, and the same with his forehead.

"I don't want to be that fucking guy who just stood there and did nothing. Fuck you, Jeremy." His voice became high-pitched, his hair growing fuller, becoming luscious and blond, a few strands from his new luscious mane escaping from the contours of the black hat.
"Shit, this fucking moron, I'm going to." He grunted in disdain while his body underwent more changes throughout his entire being, his body shrinking, the mass shifting, gaining more in his buttocks, and his chest expanding, losing height and weight in the rest of his body and gaining on his ass and his growing tits.
"God, this is fucking great. I was talking about something, but I just don't know anymore." He giggles, his mind changing as his body, memories from parties and hot nights invading his mind, erasing his identity little by little.
"Oh yes, baby, I need a big hard cock right now." He moans, rubbing his shrinking manhood with his delicate hands, his cock disappearing entirely, turning into a spongy clitoral, his testes receding, forming his new ovaries, and the new tunnel of love forming the inaugural feminity.

His clothes shifted, turning into a skimpy nurse outfit, the black mage hat morphing into a nurse craft hat to match the skimpy outfit, and he said skimpy for lack of a better word—don't say slutty.

"I need a bit of jizz to fill my wet pussy," she giggles, looking at herself in front of the mirror, admiring her tight, sexy body. She is wearing nothing but a slutty nurse outfit; the top leaves her belly exposed, showing her toned belly; and her microskirt leaves nothing to the imagination, showing her toned legs and sexy ass.
"I look good; my, I'm hot as hell." She smirked at her reflection, posing sensually, her pouty lips adopting a sexy look.

"I'm ready for the party; I need my baby to fill me with his hard prick," she purred.
"Hey, Stev, I was thinking about..." Jeremy stops talking at the presence of this hottie standing in front of his friend's mirror, admiring and posing slutty, wearing a very slutty outfit.
"What... the..." He thinks, his mouth open, watering at the beauty of this hot young woman.
"Hey silly, what are you seeing? We are getting out late to the party."The girl says to Jeremy, with a hint of concern on her face.
Jeremy remembers very well that his friend and roommate Silvia is pushing him to go to the party. He is very impatient with her, considering he loves her secretly, but sadly, he has never had the balls to express his feelings to her.
"Ehm, yes, I'm getting ready; I just came here to see if you are ready too," he says nervously, shocked by the beauty of the young woman.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever little boy, just get out and let me shine with my hot body." She admires herself, keeps posing, and makes no eye contact with Jeremy, ignoring him completely.
Jeremy went downstairs, ready for the party, and with a hint of hope to be with her longtime crush.
"Maybe...someday she realizes I'm the guy" He sighs....