I wonder what life could be like if I was, somebody else. I wonder if people would treat me differently if I were more beautiful? Those are the words I mutter to myself whenever I see my classmates hang around the gorgeous girls in class. Girls are always treated better because of their looks.
A girl can flash a smile at you, and you'd already be at the palm of her hands. A girl can curse at you, or say slightly mean words to you, and you'd feel like a thousand knives have been thrown to your chest.
Yep and I'm Tsukasa Matsumoto, the weird guy in class anybody barely notices. Man, I wish I could turn into a girl someday, you know... Girls can easily make friends just by talking to somebody else, while guys like me... well, it's hard.
I look over the door, as the doorbell jingles. It's a new girl in class. Wearing a white head band over her blonde hair. Her cute face, no... not just her face, but her entire being is radiating an aura of cuteness, even through the bland looking school uniform. Like a social magnet persay. I haven't seen her in school yet. But look at her, just 10 minutes have passed and
she has already made friends with a couple of the girls in class.Most of the first and second periods go by with anyone barely even talking to me. With what happened a year ago, my social skills and confidence to talk to anybody was shattered. It's like my consciousness has put an invisible barrier around me from talking to anyone.
*RING! RING! RING*
The bell rings for lunch time and everybody heads out for lunch. As I scoot my way past the crowd of highschoolers walking to lunch, a gruff voice calls out to me. Oh no.... it's him... I tried to get away unnoticed, and blend with the crowd... but he somehow found me!
"Yoooo Tsukasa! Why are you ignoring your pals?!"
The voice coming from behind me, grabs my shoulder, turning me towards him. I see the face of an orange haired man with his red school uniform improperly buttoned.
"You know you gotta give your pals a little 'blessing' today dont'cha?!" He says shaking me. When I stare at his face, yeah... he clearly is a delinquent
"Hey Jack, make it quick! We're hungry!" One of the other delinquents shout.
Yep, that's Jack. Former friend turned class bully. I don't know what happened over the summer of last year, but all I could remember was that he finally found it cool to hang with 'The Cool Kids' and decided that his first victim for initiation, was me.
"Ummm Jack....." I weakly mutter. "I don't have a lot of money with me right now. I'll get hungry if I give it to you."
Jack turns to me, furious. "Huh!!?? Are you expecting me to go hungry?!" Jack lets out a psychotic laugh before punching me in the face.
"Hand me your money Tsukasa. Or else I'll rip out every bone from your body... Forcefully!" He yells as he grabs my throat and strangles me. Shaking my body like a goodie bag for something to drop.
I try to look around for anybody to help me, but there was barely anyone in the hallways. The students who did pass by, did not want to anger Jack so, they ignored me and went along their way. It left me feeling hopeless and sad, but I can't blame them. Jack was terrifying. If I saw him bullying someone else, I too would be pissing my pants right now.
I desperately reach for my pockets and give him 20 bucks. A part of me protested from giving him the money, but I was scared... scared of my former best friend turned bully. I just wanted to run away from the pain.
"Here...." I weakly mutter. "Take it..."
Jack swiftly snatches away my money with a sinister grin.
"Thanks loser. Smell ya later!" He says as he and his goons walk away, laughing.
Looks like I'll be spending my entire day hungry then...
*a few hours later*
School finally ends and I make my way home. As I walk by Slum Avenue, I hear news broadcasts from those TVs they sell at a home appliances store.
The TV news anchor states the following;
"Greetings citizens of Orangeport County! This is Amanda Wilson, your news anchor speaking. Today we have encountered an anomalous pink mist heading towards our county. It is unknown what this pink mist does, but a few reports have come in that people who are caught by the mist are knocked unconscious.
Still, despite this mist looking harmless, we advise you to stay inside your homes and wait for this mist to pass. Thank you for tuning in to our news station!"
The woman says as the weatherman comes in to report the usual. I sigh, I don't have time for bullcrap like that. I walk home, sad and hungry from the events of today. Until I see... that pink mist. It's coming towards me, and it's coming fast!
I run and I run, my home is only a few clicks away. I see my neighbourhood just a few miles away. I see many people immediately hide in the other buildings surrounding me. Police stations, restaurants, gas stations, whatever. Many people just booked it the nearest place they could hide to. But I was an idiot. I thought "I just needed to pass by these trees and I'll be fi-"
But my thoughts were cut off as I feel the pink mist enveloping me. I try to think, but my brain won't let me. My head felt heavy, yet light at the sametime. But I kept running. Everything I see goes wibbly-wobbly, twisting in and out. The mist is clearly doing things to my head that I don't even want to think about. But I power on and on, until I finally reach my house.
I open the door and slam it shut. Though extremely dizzy, I still remain conscious. So, I drowsily head upstairs to my room and crash on my bed, passing out from what the mist did to me. But at least I'm safe...
It was maybe a few hours later that I woke up and... my body felt hot, but also very light. As if I had a fever. But I feel fine. So why am I feeling this?
I get up, but almost end up wobbling downward to the floor.
"Huh? Strange. It's like my center of gravity decided to change..." I told myself.
I walk towards my mirror and at first, I didn't notice it, but as I look again I...
"Why do I have long hair?" I mutter as I twirl my hair around. It's silky and smooth, it's even styled with a hime cut hairstyle, which I found kind of cute.
"My face..." I touch my own face, feeling my soft, smooth, and bouncy skin on my face. "I'm so cute...." I say, the mirror clearly reflecting my blushing face....
....
....
Geh!? What am I saying?!I quickly check the mirror, and my chest has grown!
"What the!? Are these breasts!" I say as I touch my own... chest.
"Ahh~" Wait... did I just moan!? Ok so now I know these breasts are real... but down there. I haven't felt anything down there. I just needed to check...
I pull down my pants and my underwear to see... NOTHING!
"There's nothing there anymore! My manhood, it disappeared!" I say as I touch my.... well crotch to confirm it.
"Yahhh~" I moan more as I confirm it. Yep, smooth. I have definitely turned into a girl. But how?
Then it clicked to me. It was probably that mist. It probably turned me into a girl. "Probably."
I pinch myself to make sure, one more time, that this is not a dream. And it's true. This was not a dream! Suddenly, I hear my mom come in through the front door calling out for me. "Sweetie I'm home!"
CRAP! When did she get here?!
(To be continued....)
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Accepting Tsukasa: The beginnings
Teen FictionEver since Tsukasa moved into OrangePort County of the USA, his life hasn't been the same. His supposed new life fell flat on it's face, he couldn't make new friends, his shy and timid nature destroys his chances of socialization, and he gets picked...