When we were all finished our wings and drinks and everything Ellie and I split the bill between us, so Harper didn't have to pay at all. We figured that was fair, since he drove. And I still felt indebted to him, as far as I was concerned I owed him my life.

  Then as we headed back out to his pick-up I asked, "So what now? Are we going over to your pce Ellie?"

  "I can drop you two off there, if you're not comfortable having a guy hanging around while you're looking at clothes and stuff," Harper offered.

  Ellie looked at me, "It's up to you Bke. You're the one who needs her measurements taken, and might be trying on clothes."

  I blushed as we climbed back into his truck, but shook my head "I don't mind if you're there Harper. If I need to I'm sure I can always get changed in the washroom or something."

  "All right then," Harper said as he got us moving.

  Before we pulled out onto the road Ellie suggested, "Actually instead of heading straight to my pce, maybe we should stop at the discount store here in town? I'm pretty sure I've got shirts and pants and maybe even some shoes you can have, but you're going to want panties and bras and socks too."

  "Oh right," I nodded slowly as my eyes widened. I couldn't help feeling happy and excited at the idea of getting some femme clothes, even if it was cheap discount stuff.

  When we pulled out onto the road Harper took us to the store, which was only a half kilometre away from where we ate. It wasn't anything special, and despite supposedly being a discount store the prices weren't that great. About the only thing they had going for them was their location. If you lived out in the middle of nowhere, it was them or you drove an extra half hour to one of the rger towns. Or you ordered online then waited a week for the mail.

  I had no idea how to gauge sizes, or what I should even be looking for, but luckily Ellie seemed to know her way around the pce. She picked out a five-pack of cheap cotton panties for me in 'Small', and a three-pack of stretchy sports-bras. Rather than just white the panties were 'assorted' bcks and greys, same with the bras. I also grabbed a package of small dark socks, and finally a pair of inexpensive sandals so I wouldn't have to go barefoot after my pink ankle boots disappeared.

  After that we headed back out to the pick-up, but we didn't know if that motorcycle crash would be cleared up yet so we decided to stay away from the main county road. Instead we headed further west to the first concession then took that north, before turning east into our little vilge. Sure enough all three of us spotted the fshing red lights in the distance, and we could see cars were still backed up so we knew it wasn't sorted out yet.

  Ellie lived on a side-road so we turned off before getting to the traffic, and finally parked the truck on the road in front of her house.

  Although me and her lived pretty close to each other her pce was very different from mine. It was a rger, newer house on a way bigger lot. Like you could probably fit my mother's home on her property four times over. In addition to being big, the house was well maintained with a tidy wn and a pretty little garden out front. Even the car in the driveway was a newer high-end model.

  "Looks like my mom's home," the tomboy frowned as the three of us emerged from Harper's pick-up.

  I grimaced, "The accident knocked down some power lines. She might have had to close the gallery early, if there was no electricity."

  Ellie nodded as we headed up to the front door, "Yeah that makes sense. Anyways we'll just head straight up to my room, hopefully we won't have to talk to either of them."

  She opened the door then led me and Harper inside, but we weren't even halfway across the front hall to the staircase when her mother emerged from the kitchen.

  "Hello Helena!" she called, using my best friend's full name. With her European accent it always came out sounding like 'heh-Lay-nah', which I thought sounded ok but Ellie hated it.

  "You're just in time for dinner," her mom added, "But you didn't warn me you were bringing friends with you. Shall I set two more pces at the table?"

  The tomboy cringed, "Mom I've asked you not to call me that, especially in front of my friends! And don't worry about dinner, we grabbed a bite while we were out."

  "But it's such a beautiful name, for such a beautiful girl!" her mother compined with a pout, while Ellie rolled her eyes.

  Her mom continued, "I'm sorry you're not eating with us again. I almost think you're embarrassed of your father and I? Ah well."

  "Hello again Harper," she added as her focus shifted to the tall jock and I. "And hello to you too. I don't remember if we've met before?"

  I blushed but replied, "Hello Mrs. Vandalen."

  "Hello ma'am," Harper added.

  Ellie was practically pushing us up the stairs as she told her mom, "This is Bke, you've met her once or twice before. She's uh, wearing a wig right now."

  "Oh!" her mom looked surprised. "I always thought Bke was a boy. Anyways it's a cute wig, you look very pretty my dear!"

  "Thank you," I mumbled as my friend continued pushing me and Harper up the stairs and into her bedroom.

  She closed the door once we were all inside then sighed, "Ugh. I swear she calls me that on purpose just to annoy me."

  "I think it's a parent thing," Harper smiled. "They're obligated to make their kids cringe as much as possible."

  That got both Ellie and me smiling as well, then she finally moved to her dresser and started digging through the top drawer, while I took the opportunity to look around her room. I hadn't been in there for a year or two, but it looked pretty simir to what I remembered. And it wasn't anything like what I thought of as typical for a girl's bedroom. At least it didn't look like Amelia's room, and it wasn't like what I'd seen of girls' rooms on TV either.

  Naturally there wasn't a trace of pink, apart from me that is. She had bck sheets and pillows on her bed, the walls were done in white and grey wallpaper with geometric patterns on them. Her furniture was mostly cheap ft-pack stuff, in neutral tones like white grey or bck. She had some posters and stuff up, mostly from the metal bands she liked. There were a couple plushies on a shelf on her bookcase, but also lots of scale models she'd put together herself. Most were military themed stuff, like second world war tanks and airpnes. And on the wall above her bed she had a big shiny sword, that looked like something out of the middle ages.

  "Wow," Harper commented as he looked around. "This is exactly what I always pictured your bedroom would look like."

  Ellie rolled her eyes as she finally stepped away from the dresser, with a measuring tape in hand. She looked at me and asked, "So um, do you want to do this in your magical girl form? Or are you going to change to non-magical girl Bke first?"

  "Right. I guess I should do that first," I grimaced as I put my backpack down on her bed then took off my hoodie.

  "It's quarter after six," Harper pointed out quietly. "So you've been in that form more than an hour now. That's probably the longest time you've been in magic mode right? What does that that mean for the timing estimate stuff?"

  "Based on what we've already seen I figure this will be somewhere between sixteen to one and twenty to one," Ellie replied. She looked at me and added, "So at least sixteen to twenty hours in non-magical girl form? Which means you probably won't turn back to your original guy body until after ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Maybe not until as te as two or three in the afternoon."

  I sighed as I looked down at the pink ring on my finger, "So that rules out going to school tomorrow. And if I get attacked again before then, I might need to re-activate magical girl mode while I'm still in normal girl mode. Then I guess we'll find out what that does. Assuming it even works."

  Harper stated, "Let's just hope that doesn't happen. You should be safe though, right? I'll drive you home tonight, so you don't have to walk. Then I guess just hang out at home tomorrow?"

  "Yeah," I nodded. Then I took a deep breath and gave the ring a little twist.

  There was that fsh of pink again, and sure enough I was back in my non-magical girl body. My pants immediately slipped off and pooled around my feet, while my t-shirt and that ugly orange vest hung down off my narrow shoulders. Then I stepped out of my pants and sneakers, and my socks slipped off too.

  Harper turned around so his back was to me then asked, "Do you girls want me to leave the room or something? While you're doing the measurement stuff?"

  I blushed but shook my head, "I guess it doesn't matter. Um, maybe just keep your back to us until we say?"

  "Sure Bke," he replied. Then he went and stood by Ellie's bookcase, looking at her military models and books and stuff.

  Meanwhile my best friend was blushing slightly too. She suggested, "Maybe you should change into some of the new undies first? Panties and bra I mean? I'll turn around as well."

  My cheeks got brighter but I nodded, "Alright."

  Both of them ended up standing by the bookcase with their backs to me, while I quickly opened my backpack and pulled out the packages we bought earlier. I opened them up and got out a bra and a pair of panties, and finally pulled off my t-shirt and the ugly orange work vest. And suddenly, for the first time since I found that ring, I was completely naked in a femme body.

  My eyes widened as I stared down at myself while my heart started racing and my emotions churned. For one thing it was my first time seeing a naked girl. And the fact that the naked girl in question was me led to some confusing thoughts and feelings. Mostly though I was happy, eted, overjoyed. This was my body, at least for the next sixteen hours. And if Ellie's theory was right, then I could make this my body forever without too much effort.

  And as much as I wanted to just stand there and gawk at myself, I knew my friends were waiting. Plus I realized that I'd still be in this form when I finally got home and had a shower, so I could gawk at myself in the mirror or whatever all I wanted ter on.

  Pulling on the panties sent another wave of joy through me, seeing how they fit and how they felt. Same with the bra. Neither were terribly sexy or anything, the panties were pin bck cotton and the bra was some cheap stretchy bck material. But seeing the way they conformed to my curves, how the sides of the panties ran over my hips, and how my boobs filled out the cups of the bra left me smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.

  "Ok," I finally spoke up. "I'm covered now."

  Both Ellie and Harper turned around, then both almost froze for a second as they stared. Even though I was technically decent, being in nothing but a bra and panties meant I was still kind of exposed.

  "Holy crap Bke," the tall handsome jock mumbled. "You're really hot."

  "She sure is," the attractive tomboy nodded in agreement.

  That got my cheeks burning again, but I was still dealing with enough euphoria to avoid dying of embarrassment. Which was good, because the two of them continued staring at me for a few more seconds.

  Eventually Ellie moved forward with the tape measure and got to work. I was positive she was trying her best not to make it weird for either of us, but feeling her hands moving around over my bare skin left me feeling almost light-headed, while my heart raced and my breathing got a little heavier than usual.

  Then I noticed how Harper had taken a seat next to my best friend's desk. From his awkward posture I realized he was trying to hide a growing problem in his jeans. That made my cheeks even hotter and I quickly took my eyes off him and focused on Ellie again, only to realize that she was starting to blush as well. And she was biting her lower lip, as if trying to keep herself focused on taking my measurements rather than let herself get distracted. And that's when it finally hit me, that both my friends were turned on by seeing me standing there in my undies.

  It was a really weird revetion, like I'd never in my life felt attractive before. Even when people said I was handsome all I could see was the fws. But now Ellie and Harper were both reacting like they were into me, and I had to admit it made me feel good knowing both my friends found me desirable.

  "Ok," Ellie suddenly announced as she stepped back. She grabbed a pen and a pad of paper from her desk and quickly jotted a few things down before adding, "I'll give this to you Bke, so you'll know what sizes to look for when you do more shopping. Or if you want to order stuff online or whatever?"

  She tore off the page and handed it to me as soon as she was done, then added "I'll be back in a minute or two. My old clothes should be down in the celr, I'm just going to grab the stuff that ought to fit you."

  "Ok," I nodded as I looked at the numbers on the page. "Thanks Ellie, I really appreciate this."

  There were figures for my waist and hips, and my bra size, but she'd also jotted down my height and a comment that I could just aim for 'adult dies small' and that'd work most of the time. That and the height were the two things that stood out, since I already knew what they were for my normal body.

  In my original masc form I stood a hundred and eighty centimetres tall and most of my clothes were Large. My girl-body was only one-fifty-five and wore a girl's Small, and that made me really happy. It also expined why my hoodie was so huge on me in this form, since it was actually an extra-rge.

  "You're welcome cutie," she replied with a grin, then hurried out of her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

  I ended up sitting down on the edge of her bed, while Harper was still on the chair next to the desk. He was sort of awkwardly staring at the bookcase again though, as if he was trying really hard to avoid looking at me.

  "Hey Harper?" I said as my heart raced a little faster. "You don't have to look away. It's not like I'm naked or anything."

  He kept staring at the bookcase as he replied, "I don't want to make you uncomfortable. You know I'm bi, right? Everyone at school thinks I'm only into other dudes, but I like girls too."

  "I know," I replied quietly. "And it's ok. You won't make me uncomfortable. I'd um, probably be checking you out too if you were the one sitting around in your undies."

  That did the trick, he turned towards me with a surprised expression on his face. "Seriously? I thought you were into girls? I mean I've seen how you look at Ellie sometimes, so I figured..."

  My cheeks were probably bright red and my heart was going a mile a minute but I shrugged, "I'm definitely not interested in just any guy. But I like you, same as I like Ellie. And c'mon? You're tall, strong, handsome, plus you're nice and kind and gentle. You're awesome."

  By that point Harper's cheeks were pink too, and the two of us just sort of stared at each other in awkward silence. After a few seconds his eyes drifted down over my nearly-naked body again. And my eyes dropped down too, when he shifted slightly in his chair to try and conceal that bulge in his jeans.

  PurpleCatGirl