Syler was fed up with being ignored. All through high school he'd struggled to get dates because of how short and skinny he was. "You're such a nice guy but I'm just not into you that way. We can be friends though!" he'd heard it from a half dozen girls.
A few days into his senior year he decided to do something about it. As school was letting out, he walked up to Morgan. Most of the other kids avoided him because of the rumor that he was a shifter. He was dressed in a faded khaki hoodie that smelled like cigarette smoke, "oh, uhh Syler, right? What's up?" "I have a favor to ask," Syler started to pull a wad of $20 bills out of his wallet.
Morgan scoffed, "hey, I know people are saying things about me but I’m not like that, okay? I don’t sell any –” “That’s not what I want, I heard you’re a shifter.” Morgan laughed, “let me guess, you want me to turn into your crush? Not gonna happen.”
"Just hear me out," he handed him the money, "I heard that shifters can change other people too, I want you to make me the type of guy that girls like.”
Morgan straightened up and looked around, "how did you even hear about that? We don’t talk about that with other people and we certainly don’t do it for" he looked at the money, “$80? Really Syler?” "Please, I know it's been done before. I'm asking you to just give it a shot.”
"Listen," he whispered, "that isn’t the sort of thing you do on the fly. It's hard. A lot of us can't even pull it off. I’d probably need some crystals to even try to make it happen."
"I’m begging you, none of the girls I like will even give me a chance and I get bullied all the time for being short! It’s awful. I want you to make me a Chad. Total glow up. 6' minimum, 180 lbs of muscle, and a chiseled jawline. I know you can do it."
Morgan sighed, "Something could go wrong." “I don't care, I'm willing to risk it! If anything happens it's on me." "Alright, but it's gonna cost you $1,000 plus you have to give me a few days to source some moonstones.”
...
A few days later Syler was walking up the steps to Morgan's house, it was an old turn of the century wooden structure with an overgrown lawn. A rusty chevy sat in the driveway. He knocked and was immediately ushered in by a friendly looking woman, "Hi Syler! Morgan said that you were coming over tonight!" she smiled, "he's upstairs, probably playing video games!"
"Thanks," Syler said. He ran up the creaky steps and found Morgan sitting on his bed, "so your mom was certainly happy to see me." "Yeah, well that happens when most of the other kids avoid you... now you're sure you want to do this?" "Absolutely," he handed him an envelope with $1,000. "Where'd you even get this? I didn't think you had a job." "I… sold my car.”
Morgan reached out and grabbed Syler's shoulders, "okay, so here’s the deal. I need to focus and visualize. You already gave me a solid description so just sit tight. This might sting a little."
"Alright let's do it," Syler closed his eyes and felt his body slowly change. His muscles felt sharper and he could swear he was getting a bit bigger, "oh gosh, this is awesome man!" "Quiet, I need to concentrate, this is my first time doing this, remember?" "The girls are gonna love me. I'll spend a few weeks away from school and say that I had a growth spurt. Then I'm going to ask Maddie Collier out, she's so cute. Or maybe Carla will like me? I love the way her ass fits into those shorts. And -" "Shut up!" Morgan shook his head. "Hmm, maybe Brooklynn will be into me. She always liked my personality... so what's your type? I've never seen you with a girlfrien-"
"Damnit," Morgan snapped as smoke started to billow off the crystal necklace he was wearing. Syler scratched at his shirt, "Umm, this is gonna sound weird but my nipples are hurting and I’m feeling… petite.” He noticed that Morgan’s hands were shaking.
…
The next thing Syler remembered was Morgan trying to wake him up, “come on, please don’t be in a coma.” “What are you talking about? I feel fine,” his hand immediately shot to his throat, “dude, what’s wrong with my voice?”
“It was my first time shifting someone else and you kept breaking my focus! My dad was the shifter in the family and he lives out of state so I had to learn a lot of this stuff on my own and you were talking about girls and –” Syler shot up and felt a pair of C cup breasts bounce on his chest, he cupped them, “I’m a frickin’ girl?! This isn’t what I asked for!”
Morgan’s mom shouted, “are you boys okay in there?” “Yeah, totally fine, everything’s cool!” Morgan replied. Suddenly his mom was knocking on the door, “I thought I heard a girl in there, by the way supper will be done in a few minutes and I was wondering if you had seen my -,” she opened the door, “oh my God, is that Syler?!”
“He asked me to shift him!” Morgan threw his hands up, “begged me! I wasn’t trying to do anything wrong-” His mom made a surprised expression, “oh sweetie,” she hugged Syler, “I would have never known you felt that way, but you’re so beautiful now!” Syler just rolled his eyes, “I don’t feel that way.” “You don’t need to be like that, we’re not judgmental around here,” she turned to Morgan, “that was really generous of you to help her out but ask first before you use your powers in the house, okay?”
…
A few weeks had passed and Sienna was staring at herself in the mirror. “This body really is gorgeous,” she snapped a photo and sent it to Morgan, “hey, so when are you going to be here to pick me up? I want to go hiking before it gets too late.” “Be there in just a few minutes.”
Meanwhile she could hear her brother fuming downstairs, “no, I don’t think he should be friends with that weirdo. I don’t care that it was an accident. He turned my little brother into a girl! And Syler is too f’ing enamoured with his own ass to care!”
Sienna could make out her mom trying to calm him down, “he didn’t have many friends before the… incident. Plus, Morgan’s been super supportive of him, uhh I mean her. Maybe we should just give this a chance.”
“Syler’s getting attention for the first time and it’s clouding his mind!”
She walked down the stares and waved at her brother, “see ya later, gonna go to the park with Morgan!” “Please, Syler,” he pleaded, “don’t you see that this isn’t you? You don’t really like being a girl, you just like that people think you’re cool now. Ask him to turn you back.”
“Not gonna happen, bro,” she laughed.
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