Cortney Blake’s Bedroom:
Cortney wakes up and finds himself on the floor of his bedroom with locks of blonde hair covering his eyes. He slowly stands up and felt a heavy weight on his chest. He brushes the blonde hair out of his eyes and walk over to his full-length mirror and looks at his appearance.

In the mirror looking back at him was his favorite female superhero. He couldn’t believe he looked like his favorite comic book hero.

“My mother is going to kill me.” He couldn’t recall how it had happened.

He noticed that he was a splitting image of Power Girl from the comic book. He doesn’t know how it happened or when it happened. He was working late in his workshop building a suit of armor for the comic con coming in a few months in San Francisco, California.

He and several of his friends were going to the Comic-con dressed in custom-made body armor. He was three-quarters of the way done with his. He had borrowed some items from his grandmother’s place she had laying around.

“Cortney, are you up?” Stella knocks on her son’s bedroom door.

Cortney turns around to face his bedroom door. He was feeling nervous “mom, I think we need to talk.” Even his voice sounded like a female voice.

A puzzled look appears on Stella’s face when she hears Cortney’s voice. It wasn’t a male voice she heard, but a female voice. She opens the bedroom door and walks into Cortney’s bedroom. She stops and looks at the naked, blonde hair bombshell with big breasts standing in front of the full-length mirror. She looks at the woman and at the posters her son had of Power Girl hanging on his bedroom walls.

She looks back at her son “how did this happen, sweetie?”

“I don’t know, mom. I was working in my workshop last night and started feeling dizzy. So, I came upstairs, and before I could make it to my bed. I fell onto the floor.” Cortney couldn’t remember anything else.

Stella looks at her naked son and couldn’t believe how he looked now. He would be every teenager's wet dream.

“Let me see if I can find some clothes for you to wear.” Stella figures her wife might have some clothes that might fit Cortney’s new figure.

“Okay.”

Stella turns around and heads back to her and her wife’s bedroom. She manages to find some clothes and underwear for her son to wear. Her wife wore a DD cup bra that wouldn’t fit her son’s breasts. She had B-cup size breasts and knew her bras wouldn’t fit her son. She’ll have to stop at the lingerie store on the way to the airport to have her son examined by her sister at the mountain complex.

Several Hours Later at the Mountain Complex:
Metrodora looks at her nephew/niece as she sat in the examination chair. She had done a complete medical examination and found she was a fully functional female. She stood 5 foot 7 inches tall and weighed 145 lbs. Her body measurements were 34G-26-34 inches. She had blue eyes and blonde hair.

“Alright, young lady. What did you take from storage? Because I know this change wasn’t done by the Blue Lace drug.” Metrodora looks at her new niece.

“Just some items to make my armor for Comic-con look cool.” Cortney felt exposed with her legs in the stirrups and spread wide.

“What do you mean this wasn’t done by the Blue Lace drug?” Stella was in the examination room with her sister and new daughter.

“What I mean, sis. Is Cortney’s change is due to an alien device that turns people into different people. Where our little brother was turned into a woman by a drug called Blue Lace. Cortney was turned into what you see now, by an alien device.”

“An alien device turned my son into a comic book woman?” Cortney looks at her sister with a puzzled look on her face.

“The device works two ways. It is normally programmed with what it wants the agent to look like. The second way it works is whatever the person who puts it on is thinking about.”

“And because Cortney is a big Power Girl fan. He got turned into his favorite heroine. Does it give the person the superpowers as well?”

“No, just the looks. Instead of having a sixteen-year-old son, you now have a twenty-one-year-old fully functional daughter.” Metrodora looks at her niece.

Cortney looks at her mother and her aunt. She wonders if the device she installed in her armor, was still in the suit.

“Does that device work more than once?” Cortney takes her legs out of the stirrups.

“No, it only works once, Cortney.” Metrodora couldn’t believe that Cortney had breasts as big as Cora/Felica now.

Stella looks at her new daughter and sighs “five years have been taken from you, sweetie. You’re now of legal age to make your own decisions.”

Cortney looks at her mother and aunt “what does that mean?” She was confused.

“It means you can do whatever you want to do, sweetie.” Stella looks at her daughter.

“But I don’t know anything about being a girl.”

“Don’t worry about that, Cortney. Your mother and the rest of us will make sure you know everything there is about being a girl.”

“Metrodora, I have an emergency here.” Patricia comes running into the examination room carrying a person in her arms.

She runs past everyone and put the person in a green spacesuit on the examination bed. She removes the helmet covering the person's head and dark brown hair spill out.

“What happened to her and who is she?” Metrodora and Stella rush over to help Patricia.

“I have no idea who she is, but the spacecraft she was in crashed landed on the tarmac.” Patricia had been outside training Jennifer when there was a loud boom and an aircraft came falling out of the sky.

Patricia had reached out with her ability, but couldn’t connect with it. The spacecraft glided in and made a belly landing on the tarmac. Jennifer was able to get close to it, being protected by whatever mystical energies that changes her, and pulled the pilot out.

“She looks human.” Cortney stood back behind her mother, her aunt, and the other red hair woman.

Patricia found where the clasp was and started removing the spacesuit the woman was wearing. Metrodora grabs the medical scanner they were using now. She scans the young woman with dark brown hair.

“Patricia, please take Cortney out of here.” Stella looks at Pat when she asks her to remove her daughter.

“Sure.” Patricia looks toward the blonde hair woman wearing a paper gown. “Come on, young lady. Let’s give your mother and aunt room to work.”

“Yes ma’am.” Cortney turns to leave with Patricia.

Once she was out of the examination room. She starts getting dressed in the clothes her mother gave her to wear. They had stopped at a lingerie store to buy her several G-size bras.

She was still getting used to putting on thong panties and the lacey bra they bought. Her mother gave her a dress to wear and said she’ll teach her other aspects of being a woman. She already knew some things, with her parents being lesbians.

Patricia waits for Cortney to come out of the dressing room. She knew Cortney wasn’t born a female and was younger than the woman she was looking at now. The woman she was looking at now was a fully grown woman.

Cortney steps out of the dressing room and spots Patricia waiting for her. She wonders why she was waiting.

“Alright, kid. Spill the beans. How did you become to look like a woman out of a comic book?” Patricia searched with her ability and found out that Cortney looked like Power Girl from the comic book.

“Would you believe an alien device did this to me?” Cortney looks at Patricia, wondering if she believes her.

“And how did you get your hands on one of those squares?” Pat knew all about those squares. Her ability allowed her to read them and reprogram a few of them.

“I didn’t know I grabbed one the last time I came here. Grandma said I could have whatever junk was laying around in storage to construct a suit of armor for comic con. There must have been one of those squares in the things I took.” Cortney still couldn’t get over how she looked.

“So, what are you going to do now?” Patricia looks at Cortney for an answer.

“I don’t know. Aunt Metrodora said that the alien device has aged me to being twenty-one years old now.”

“What type of suit were you designing for the comic con?” Patricia was curious.

“Something along the line of the Falcon or Ironman. Maybe a new design where I have folding wings that pop out.” Cortney wanted to be able to fly.

“Mmm. I want to see what you end up with. Can you do that for me?” A plan was starting to form in Patricia’s head.

“Sure, I’m going to need to redo my armor now, thanks to my new body measurements.”

“Why don’t you talk with your aunt Samantha, she could help you out.” Pat figures Sam wouldn’t mind helping her new niece out.

“I’ll do that. Is it okay, if I go and get something to eat? I haven’t had anything to eat since last night.”

“Sure, tell Alice to put your lunch on my account.”

“Okay and thanks.” Cortney leaves the medical clinic and heads toward the cafeteria.