April's Fool
“Good morning girls… my name is Brandon McMillan and I’m gonna be your new manager from today… no it’s not an April’s Fool… haha OK girls here’s the program for the day…”
Girls from the Hooters location in Grand Prairie, Texas are happy to have a new manager since the other one was not really appreciated and Brandon seems dynamic and very nice. But after helping a bit, everybody realizes it was only an impression and Brandon is just like the other dude in the position… he’s even worse since he talks to the girls like garbage.
But this time girls are fed up and two of them Tyra and Destiny decide to act quickly: they have a bottle of Budlight and knock crazy on his door so he could go out fast… and that’s what happening actually… and when Brandon gets out to his office he fails to notice behind him the huge bottle knocking him out…
Falling unconscious, Brandon wakes up finally all tied up on a table, his mouth gagged with a big funnel as he hears giggles from behind him, he wants to scream to let him go but he can only muffle until he feels the funnel filling and goes directly in his throat, feeling this atrocious burning going through all his body as he loses several inches from his impressive 6.3 ft. tall to be only 5.8 ft. tall, his muscles he has gained with sport and all the beers he has drunk watching matches on TV disappear leaving him with the body of his teenage years. His hair short and brown grows out so long, below his smaller shoulders and turns dark redhead almost brown, his body hairs falling off his flat chest reveals his pecs grow to this pair of C cup breast with cute pink tender pierced nipples, his pride so big not long ago is now just a souvenir and disappears inside him, giving him a wet vagina and so changing the gender from male to female…
The girls are so satisfied with these changes when Brandon realizes her transformation is over… she wants to watch her new reflection and sees herself on a small mirror, it’s a massive shock… she… she looks like the girl… she fired in another job and she suicided herself.
At this moment Destiny says: “Good… so you’re really the one who… murdered my best friend… oh yes… Mandy used to tell me how horrible you were to her… then you fired her and she threw herself off her bedroom window. I want you to feel it… understand our position for one day… and like us… be a Hooters girl so you can understand what’s like to work hours, serving fried food, French fries and beers to people considering us… like meat. Mandy never worked to Hooters but I had a name tag for her ready when she was fired and telling her that there was always a place for her… now it’s yours babe…”
Brandon wants to do her best to protest but her mouth is still shut as her arms and legs are hold down and Tyra starts pulling up a pair of sweaty pantyhose, followed by shorts hugging her ass, her breast trapped in a white plain boring bra, then it’s the t-shirt… looking so dirty with its food stains and two big sweat stains on the armpits.
Brandon manages to say: “Pl… please don’t do this… I… I swear… I… I didn’t know for… for…”
Destiny slaps her face: “Mandy… her name was Mandy… you… you can’t even remember her name… I swear if you didn’t look like her… I would have slapped you… kicked you much harder you son of a bitch…”
Tyra holds Brandon’s arms up, revealing beautiful stubbly armpits with red hairs stubbles, Destiny bites her lips then puts on the t-shirt smelling fried food, cheap beer and sweat, Brandon can feel the damped clothes on her arms, passing her head, her breast, her ribcage and finally her waist as Destiny adjusts the t-shirt in Brandon’s short.
Brandon feels nauseous with this t-shirt on… she can feel the sweat of that hideous piece of clothing on her skin, she wants to take it off but yet Tyra keeps holding her as Destiny says: “Don’t even think about taking off your uniform babe… keep it for today and maybe you can take it off tonight…”
As saying this, she slowly rub Brandon’s armpits as she starts kissing her and play with her pussy through the shorts, the arousal is real, Brandon tries her best to resist but her new body full of hormones needs this orgasm so bad until she comes so hard… At the same moment, Tyra stops holding Brandon’s arms as she puts around her waist the pouch with pens and notebook then she pinned on Brandon’s breast her new nametag saying
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Destiny says at this moment: “Alright Mandy babe… time to shine, if you behave well… you can go back to your normal life… deal…”
Brandon aka now Mandy nods and starts her service… The day goes crazy with all the people around, typing her and the girls especially Tyra since it’s her birthday… she wants to hate it and wants to prosecute them both for what they have done once she’s back to her old self… but… but the girls kindness, their love and their genuine smile make her reconsider this idea… she… no she can’t… oh yes she can, she says in herself that this life maybe hard is… the life she wants… Destiny is the girl of her dream… she loves her, same for Tyra…
As she realizes that, she poses with her girls in front of a professional photographer in these adorable pictures, Destiny on the left, Tyra on the right with her birthday sash and Mandy in the middle wearing her sweet smile and her cute t-shirt with her huge sweat stains. The general manager posts the pictures with the following message:
Much later, it’s almost time to close the restaurant… it’s nearly 1 am, the girls are alone, Destiny says: “So Mandy… or Brandon… I promised you earlier to give your life back… do you still want to be a man again?”
Mandy answers: “About time… I’m enough of this shit yes… I’m going to charge you both so fucking bad…” She interrupts herself, the two other girls are speechless then Mandy in a huge smile simply laughs and says: “HAHA… APRIL’S FOOL… Of course I don’t want to be a man ever again… these hours as Mandy made me realized I was wrong… I’m so sorry… I… I want to be Mandy… forever… and be your girlfriend…”
As she says that the girls share a long loving kiss and cuddle before finishing to clean tables and close the restaurant late at night…
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