Hair Curls

Freddie was a gay man with a huge crush on his neighbor, Nathan. Unfortunately for him, Nathan didn't swing that way. But Freddie was still young and naive and wanted to be with him more than anything in the world, so he made an appointment at the swap clinic. Who said these circumstances were out of my control? Freddie thought to himself. If Nathan wants to be with a woman, then a woman I'll be.

After getting home from the clinic, he started preparing for his inevitable encounter. He hoped to 'accidentally' bump into Nathan that evening for a meet-cute, but it was taking forever to get ready. He put curlers in his hair to give it more volume. He put on makeup on give his skin a rosy glow. He even wore skimpy clothes, but none of it felt like enough. He squeezed his new butt and boobs, curious how he could better show off his new assets to improve his chances as a girl.

"There's a lot more you can accessorize, you know," his roommate called out from the doorway.

"What? What do you mean?" Freddie answered back.

His roommate laughed. "Man, this must be like a foreign language to you. You're not showing off your skin, dude. Where's your navel. That's how you accentuate your curves."

Freddie lifted up his top over his belly button to just below the bra line. "Like this?" He inhaled sharply, emphasizing his lean stomach. "Girls look sexy when they do this, right?"

"Damn right." His roommate smiled.