Water in the ear
By: Set3
It was a bright sunny day with Bill sitting at a local cafe enjoying his freshly brewed coffee as he sat out on the deck admiring the crisp clear day when his friend, Derek, had finally joined him.
"Wow, you look worse for wear," Bill told him earning a glare in return from his friend.
"Bite me," he stated as he sat down at the table. Derek was freshly dressed but his appearance was offset by his dishevelled hair as well as bags under his eyes. When the waitress came he ordered a coffee along with a double shot of espresso. A few minutes later his drinks arrived. He picked up the espresso and nearly downed it at once, only taking enough time to make sure he didn't burn his mouth before moving on to his coffee. With his second drink in hand he breathed in the vapors of the aroma before tilting his head and shaking it a little before letting out an exasperated growl before taking a sip. After putting his coffee down, he banged the side of his head and pulled on his earlobe a few times.
"What's up?" Bill asked, a little perplexed by his friend's behaviour.
Derek shook his head again before letting out another low growl, "I have water in my ear," he stated with a hint of venom in his voice. "I woke up at three in the god damn morning with god damn water in my god damn ear and it's driving my crazy. I've tried everything short of jamming a vacuum cleaner in there to get it out," he explained.
Bill could only nod in solace for his friend, "I could imagine how that can drive a person up the wall. Never had that happen to me but you have my sympathies," he added as he drank from his own coffee, earning a glare from Derek.
"It's worse because every time I think I get it out, I move my head a certain way or open my mouth and it plugs up again!" he explained before going into a fury, yanking on his ear and shaking his head providing a sight to the other patrons. "Argh! I'd do anything to get rid of this!" Derek exclaimed.
This caused a nearby patron to turn around in his seat, "I might be able to help you with that," he said before getting up and moving over to their table.
Derek looked up at the man, "Oh yeah? And how?" He was quite willing at this point to do anything this guy asked.
"Just sit still," the man told him as he brought his hands up to look as if he was holding something, "Annnd POOF!" he said as he gestured his hand with the motion of how one would describe an explosion. However, no explosion occurred and it looked more like a mock magic trick an adult would do for a child.
Bill couldn't keep his face straight as he grinned at the man's joke but turned as he heard a new feminine voice beside him.
"You're kidding m.." Derek started to say before he moved his small hand to his delicate throat, "What the?" he uttered as he looked at his hands before looking at his body. Derek, had quite suddenly without even himself noticing, transformed from a short dark haired business MAN to a long dark haired busty WOMAN! He was still wearing his business suit but it had transformed with him becoming a stylish pants suit. "How... Why did you do this?" he asked, finding his voice shrill to his ears.
"You don't have water in your ear anymore do you?" he prodded with a smile.
"I.." Derek stopped for a moment. After a quick check he ear that was torturing him all day was indeed clear now, but that was far from his concerns given his new physical distress. "Turn me back!" he ordered hating how his voice sounded.
"Sure," the man replied, "The next time you get water in your ear, I'll turn you back." He then looked a little sheepish, "A rather useless power considering the conditions needed but when the opportunity to help people with that problem, how can I say no?" he stated as he went to pay for his Danish.
"Wait!" Derek cried out as he grabbed the man's arm, "How can I go to work when I look like this?" he gestured down at himself making sure not to look at himself, "No one will recognise me," he reasoned.
The man looked at him a moment, "Oh...OH! You're right, how could I have been so foolish," he said to himself as he gave his forehead a light smack, "I'm sorry, I'll fix this right away!" he stated, much to Derek's relief as the man made the same gestures with his hands again. But instead of "pointing" at Derek, the man was focusing his hands up at the sky.
"Poof!" he said again as he made the gesture up at the sky. Derek didn't have to look all the way down to check and see if his body had changed. The tips of his breasts were more then enough. "Whew," the man said making a show of being winded, "There, now everyone will think you always look like this," he told the sputtering Derek.
And then he left.
Water (Not) in the ear
by: Set3
After the man left and Derek finished sputtering he turned to his friend Bill, "Did you see what he just did?!"
Bill only smirked, "Heh, That guy is one crazy nut. 'Poof' and the water in your ear is gone? That guy has obviously been smoking something," he said with another chuckle.
"Well, he did do that.. But," Derek said with a level of uncertainty.
"No way, really? Wow, and I thought he was the crazy one," Bill replied mockingly.
"He did. My ear's clear now," Derek said defensively. "It's just..," he gulped at hearing his new voice.
"Just what?" Bill asked raising an eyebrow, "Did he swipe your wallet or something?"
Derek was shocked. How could Bill not see that he was now a woman? With a mote of anger, he grabbed hold of each breast wincing slightly at the alien feelings he was receiving from each, "He turned me into a woman!" he said at last.
Bill remained still for a moment, the same eyebrow raised before he covered his mouth with his hand to cover a snicker before breaking into a full chorus laugh, "Ha ha, that's rich Derek, you actually looked serious for a moment there," he said while laughing into his hand a bit longer.
Derek couldn't believe it. How could his friend not see the female body he now had? With a sneer he said, "If he didn't turn me into a woman, then explain these tits on my chest," he countered as he lifted his newfound chest up for Bill to inspect.
This action caused Bill to stop laughing as he looked at his friend and was perplexed by his actions before giving him a deadpan look, "Derek, you don't have breast," he told him flatly as he pointed to the waitress by a counter, "She has breast," he then pointed to a hot woman that had just walked by, "She really has breasts," he then pointed to Derek, "You don't have breast. Hell, you don't even have man boobs. I don't know where this sudden self image thing came from but you're no less a guy than I or any other guy is. Sure, you got long hair, but you are rockin' it. A definite chick-magnet," he told him as he looked at his watch. "We should get going. Don't want to be late for the grind stone," he told Derek sarcastically as he signaled the waitress he pointed to earlier. Bill paid for both seeing as how his friend was out of it. Derek sat there a moment longer before Bill called out to him again. Derek startled as he stood up and walked after him.
Both drove to work in their separate vehicles and for the rest of the day Derek was on pins and needles convinced that someone was going to ask why a sexy woman was working his job. But it never came. Everyone reacted to him as if nothing was ever different. This didn't ease Derek's mood and when the unfortunate time came during the day that he had to relieve himself he spent an agonizing minute trying to decide which door he should go in. With reluctance, he stepped into the woman's washroom, only to be swatted out by a woman calling him a pervert. He was able to apologize to her and avoid any lasting negative effects saying that he was so busy that he just wasn't looking when he had to go. With the threat of office harassment averted, he ducked into the men's room and was struck by another, but brief, problem of where to go. He had to pee and his natural habit of using the urinal steered him there but his new body forced him into another direction he only used for when he had to go number 2. With internal shame, he stepped into a stall, pulled down his pants and sat down and went number 1.
The rest of the day was filled with starts and stops for poor Derek. He'd scratch an itch by his crotch while in his office before thinking that he was doing something perverted, touching a woman's crotch, and then realised that he was just doing what he normally did. He constantly checked his drivers licence through the day as well and even though the picture on the card show the face of the woman, his face now, under the section stating the sex, it clearly marked male. He opened his coat and button shirt and saw his new, large, breasts being held under a plain bra. He would've explored more but was interrupted by a random knock on the door and he quickly abandoned his attempts when his boss walked in on him as he was undoing the first button on his shirt.
Through some subtle prodding, he questioned everyone he talked to about his body. And just like Bill that morning, all confirmed that he was a male through and through. Eventually, when he got home, he tried to pee as he normally did. He would have tried this at work but would have felt too awkward standing there with nothing to pull out. At home, there was no social anxiety and released the flow. He was rewarded with this action by wetting his pants.
"Shit!" he cried out closing his legs trying to stop the flow but being unfamiliar with his body, he kept going. In a frantic flurry, he twisted himself around and sat on the toilet only getting the last of it in the bowl. He sat there utterly humiliated with his soaked pants at his feet. With another string of expletives he cleaned himself up as best he could and pulled his wet pants off and tossed them in the washing machine along with the rest of the dirty laundry. He had already pulled off his the rest of his clothing adding them to the rest of the wash and walked his naked self into the shower to clean himself as well as remove the dirty feeling from his accident. He was too ashamed in wetting himself to check out his body and did his best to quickly wash himself spending time the necessary scrubbing the area around his crotch especially hard. After finishing his shower and drying off, he put on a fresh change of clothes, all seeming to have been recut to show off his curves.
"How can anyone not see that he was a woman now?" he thought to himself. If it wasn't the blindingly obvious female body he now had, all the clothing he now had definitely screamed sexy chick. And then his live-in girlfriend arrived. With the sexy sway of her hips she sauntered into the room and wrapped her arms around Derek and purred in his ear, a blatant sign she was ready for some lovin'. The rest of the night was filled with sexiness and a heavy dose of the continued awkwardness.
As the days continued Derek received more awkwardness, like a stubborn stain, as he more than once accidently worn a random article of his girlfriend's clothing. She instantly noticed, despite both his and hers were woman's clothing, and got angry at him insisting that he was going to stretch out her clothes as well as somehow being confused which article belonged to whom. It only got more confusing when they went out to a diner date and he was wearing a slinky dress as well. Still, he occasionally mixed up their underwear. The only saving grace that he could see to this confusing transformation was that he didn't seem to get periods. He was thankful for that and was sure he would've been destined for the loony bin if that happened. Maybe he didn't really turn into woman after all, maybe he was just "repackaged".
A year had passed since that strange man turned him into a woman and he was sitting with his friend Bill at the café. Unfortunately, despite his best attempts, he was unable to find the strange man. As he sat there with Bill drinking his coffee Derek occasionally tilted his head back and forth.
"What's with the crazy moves?" Bill asked between sips of his own coffee.
"I got water in my ear while I was in the shower this morning. When I move my head one way it comes out, but when I move my head back it all come back. I don't want to shove anything in there because I'm afraid I'll end up plugging it," he explained. "It's still annoying though."
Bill could only nod at that still not having experienced that, "Hey," he called him as he set his coffee down, "Remember that one time this weird guy came up and 'cured' you?" he asked.
"Y-yeah," Derek answered shifting slightly trying not to think of it.
"Who are you calling weird?" a voice called out.
The two turned to the source of the voice and found it belonged to the man that started this whole debacle.
"You got water in you ear again?" he asked. Derek nodded. "You want me to help you with that?" he asked.
"Oh god yes!" Derek cried out.
The strange man nodded with a smile, "Ok, hold still," he told him as he brought his hands up. Derek was practically humming with excitement. "Annnd... Poof," he said as he motioned his hands in a visually descriptive explosion. Just like before, there was no actual explosion or anything resembling as such.
With trepidation, Derek looked down. And down. He his chest was flat and manly again. "Yes!" he shouted in his mind as the strange man repeated his actions again up at the sky.
Derek stood up to shake the man's hand, "Thank you so much," he told him with all sincerity.
"No problem," the man said as he waved him off, "Let me know if you ever need help getting water out of your ears and I'll be happy to help," he told him with a smile before wishing him good bye and leaving.
Derek waved after him, happy that he was back to his old self. He shifted as he went to sit back down and immediately stopped. His face shifted into an awkward sneer as now that he was a man again he was instantly aware of a critical piece of information.
This morning... He put his girlfriend's underwear on by mistake.