The Red Pill

So why could I turn into Maddy, but not Taylor? I realized that it must have had something to do with that static shock that I received when I had touched Maddy earlier that day. I made a mental note that I would have to physically touch somebody in order to turn into them.

Whatever the reason, I wanted to see the rest of Maddy's body - and to feel what it felt like being a girl, to be honest. It hadn't really hit me until that moment, but it felt really weird not having something swinging between my legs. I wanted to get the full experience, just to see what it was like.

I imagined Maddy's torso; I suddenly started shrinking downwards, while my chest expanded outwards. Before long, I had a full pair of boobs on my chest. I raised my hands to my new toys, and the sensations they gave off with just the light caresses I was giving them was amazing. Girls have it so much better than guys when it comes to bodies, I swear.

I then thought of Maddy's legs and ass. I began shrinking once more, while my butt began expanding backwards. I turned around to get a better look in the mirror. I was never let down when I saw Maddy's ass, and now there weren't even any pants to get in the way. This was almost as good as when I saw Taylor's naked ass in the locker room.

'Wait a minute', I thought, 'I never saw Taylor naked. What am I thinking?'

Brushing the thought aside, I finished up by morphing my arms and feet, neither of which changed too much. Now, I was an exact copy of Madison Delony, down to the very last cell.

Now, you're probably wondering what I did at this point, standing there as a naked copy of Maddy. Well, uh... all I'm going to say is that my phone has about half a gigabyte less room than it used to. Yeah, I'm not proud of it, but I couldn't resist. You wouldn't believe how flexible her body is, either. In fact, it almost seemed TOO easy to move into some of those poses. I guess that gymnastics course helped out a lot more than I thought. I'll have to thank Caroline for that-

'What the Hell?! I never took a gymnastics course!' I thought, 'What the Hell is wrong with me right now? Why am I remembering things that never happened to me?!'

I was starting to worry now, but I tried to push the thought aside again. What else could I do with this power?

'Well...' I thought, 'there's only so much I can do as a naked Maddy. I need to find some clothes.'

Thankfully, I was already standing in my mother's closet. Arrayed before me was a collection of everything from simple T-shirts to full-on dresses. I was particularly drawn to a white v-neck dress.

"Well, doesn't this look pretty? Let's give it a try," I said aloud to the empty room as I carefully pulled the dress off its hangar.

As I put the dress on, I was surprised at how natural the process felt. I mean, I've literally never interacted with a girl's dress of any kind before, and yet I seemed to instinctively know what to do. Still, when all was said and done, the dress was the completely wrong size; it was both too skinny and too long.

As I took the dress off in defeat, I caught sight of my new ass again; despite the fact that it was now my own body, I couldn't stop admiring it. As I did so, my mind wandered back to that naked Taylor memory. Now, however, it was more clear to me:

I'm standing outside of one of the shower stalls, wearing a two-piece swimsuit. It was the end of my PE 11 class, where we had been doing our swimming unit. I thought I was the first one back to the locker room, as I didn't see or hear anyone else inside. I pulled back the shower curtain, expecting to see an empty stall. Well, apparently Taylor had decided to leave the swimming pool early for some reason, because she had already taken her shower and was currently drying off. She was facing away from the opening, so I had a good look at her large, tan ass. She immediately noticed the additional light coming in from the opening, and turned around with a surprised look on her face. I quickly closed the curtain and stammered "Sorry!" as I quickly moved over to a different shower stall.

Except it wasn't my voice that said sorry, even though it came from my mouth. It was Maddy's.

God Damn... by morphing into Maddy, I not only looked just like her, but I also got HER memories.

Back in reality, I had finished taking off the dress. I stood there, looking in the mirror once more (I couldn't help it), trying to decide what to do.

"Well", I whispered to myself, "Taking this drug has allowed me to morph into Maddy, gain at least some of her memories, her knowledge - how else would I know how to put on a dress?-, and possibly her personality, as I'm currently talking to myself, which is something I never do. What else can I do?"

I looked back at the white dress, which was currently laying on a small chair in the corner of the closet. I really wanted to see it fit Maddy's perfect body.

Then, without really thinking, I closed my eyes to concentrate and imagined that same dress covering my body. I suddenly felt what can only be described as my skin peeling away from my torso and upper legs. It wasn't painful, but it was definitely a weird feeling. When I opened my eyes, despite everything that I had already seen, I was in sheer disbelief.

In the mirror, I was now wearing the exact same dress that was currently laying in front of me, except this version fit my body PERFECTLY. It ended right above my knees, and my cleavage was definitely visible through the v-neck hole. I raised my hand to feel the dress, to confirm that I wasn't crazy, and indeed found that it was real. Instead, of feeling like skin, however, it felt exactly like the soft silk of the real dress.

'Well...' I thought, 'That's pretty useful. Let's see what else I can do...'

I then imagined something more casual; the T-shirt and black leggings that I had seen Maddy wearing earlier that day. I kept my eyes open this time, and was amazed to see the dress suddenly dissect at the waist. The upper half changed texture and went from white to maroon and became a t-shirt, while the bottom half turned black and extending down to my ankles, forming a sexy pair of yoga pants.

I don't know how long I just stood there, looking in the mirror. Despite everything that had happened, I was still struggling with the fact that the hot girl in the mirror was me.

Eventually, I decided that enough was enough, and imagined sucking up the clothes back into my body. When I opened my eyes, I was naked again. I then imagined my normal body, and before long I was looking at my usual self in the mirror.

I went back into the bathroom and picked up my clothes that I had left there. As I brought them back to my room, I noticed the clock on my nightstand read 10:00. Damn, I'd been in there for an hour and a half. I didn't bother putting on my night boxers; instead, I just imagined them, and suddenly I was wearing an exact copy on them.

I wasn't planning on going to sleep, though; I still felt awake as day. Instead, I pulled out my phone, and started surfing the web; I was going to do some research on what had happened to me. After that, well... then, I was going to have some REAL fun.

Looks like this weekend wasn't going to be as boring as I thought!