by muffinstud » Fri Feb 08, 2013 4:58 am
Vernon leans over to watch once Matt falls on his back. "I am helping."
Everything around Matt still seems topsy turvy as the waves flow through him. Even his clothes seem to flutter with the feeling, to the point that his pants start to rustle about his legs. He feels to pinches at the back of his head, one on each side. The arm over his chest seems to be so much more slender than it had been before, the fingers short and dainty. Under his arm, he feels two quick little twinges in his chest, and then his whole torso seems to lose all definition under his shirt. The black jacket turns pink, now feeling more like a sweater. His white shirt still has long sleeves, but is a simple cotton tee. His socks creep up his legs, feeling thinner as they go. The ruffles of his pants exaggerate themselves to the point that they detach altogether, shortening into what looks like... a skirt? It has two layers, each of purple and pink polkadots in alternating schemes.
Now that his pants have been destroyed, Mat can see that his socks have gained purple and pink stripes all the way up to his knees. His black sneakers turn brown, clamping down over his feet and making them look much smaller. Reformed into brown boots now, they have ribbons at the top instead of any laces. The strangeness of his clothes, the wobbliness of his center of gravity, the increased height of everything around him, it all points to something. That something finally caves in, as the churning in his gut pulls hard. Matt's underwear, now soft and snug all around, lays flat against a newly feminine pelvis.
"Well, you'll have plenty of time to live in a van down by the river, when you're living...in a van down by the river!" --Matt Foley, motivational speaker