Chess Night
"Hi, bro. Want to, like, have a match?" Jake asked.
Carlton gulped at the sight. Jake was wearing a sheer leotard that barely covered his massive boobs. He also had full make-up and overall looked stunning in his new female form.
"Sooo, you still haven't found a way back, right?" Carlton said, as he took of shoes and sat on the table.
Jake was a chemist and after college started working with skincare companies. He was trying to create a revolutionary 'beauty cream' and had an accident at the lab that transformed the poor nerdy guy into a woman over the course of a week. And then into an ever increasing beautiful woman. Poor Jake has been camping out in the house, trying to find some sense into what happened, but in vain.
"No, today I felt even, like, less hopeful...Idk," Jake replied, his voice going even higher mid-sentence.
Carlton was no science guy, he was an accountant. However, he had noticed that over the past couple of days, his friend sounded more...vapid and air-headed. Jake was one of the smartest guy that he knew and regularly beat him at chess, but in the past days Carlton was catching up. He was getting worried about his friend's mental state.
"I-I understand..." Carlton replied, trying not to gaze too much as they start their chess match "What's with the...uh...leotard?"
"Oh, this rag?" Jake said flirty "I just find it so comfy! And don't you agree that it looks, like, so good on me?"
Carlton tried to keep his cool, but as Jake kept flirting with him and tried to make the match into a 'strip-chess' competition, he came to the conclusion that his friend was mostly gone, replaced by a horny bimbo. He didn't have any idea about to help Jake came back. What's worse, part of him wasn't even sure he wanted Jake back!

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