With a deep breath I begin to eye up the clothes on the floor, my heart hammering in my chest and ringing in my ears as I try to plan out my next steps.
"Okay... tough choice..." I huff, biting down firmly on the inside of my cheek as I try to piece together my thoughts. "I still have the car... for now..." I muse, realizing just how much I would be losing in this exchange. "No ID... no education... going to the bank is going to be..." I continue, patting at my pocket as I think about how managing things was going to be far harder than before.
A smile slowly forms on my lips as I squeeze my wallet, my mind turning to the cash scattered through the boxes in my back seat.
"I guess that cash is going into the mattress for a bit" I giggle, bouncing a little in excitement as I feel my heaving bust and plump rear jiggle along with the movement. "Though I guess $250,000 is more of a mattress in an of itself..."
Running my tongue across my plump lips I glance over the clothes scattered around the room, my gaze drifting to my own oversized outfit as I slowly begin to formulate my plan.
"Well..." I mutter, reaching for the stretchy set of shorts that made up part of a cheer uniform. As I grab the medallion for a brief moment I feel my whole body shudder as a static buzz crawls across my skin. "... This should have some options" I wheeze, my voice pitching up from what was once rich and full to a soft bubbly coo.
Wriggling in discomfort I watch as my whole body appears to deflate and shrink away, my chest and rear tightening up as growing perky while also diminishing to a somewhat more manageable size. My skin crawls as the dark complexion lightens dramatically, my flesh tuning pale and then tanning slightly to a nice healthy glow.
As my hair shifts, straightening out and shifting to a light golden blonde, reach up to fluff up and ruffle the long shoulder length strands in an effort to undo the work to leave them perfectly straight.
"Young blonde..." I coo softly, my heart fluttering as I listen to my bright and almost vapid voice. Watching as my face softens, my cheek bones receding as my jawline shrinks and my nose grows more delicate, I bite at my soft pink bottom lip. "... a cute one too... she'll probably fit in well into a new town..."
As the changes slow down I begin to wriggle my hips, my sweat dropping to the ground as my t-shirt acts like a terrible dress on my five foot four frame. My heart flutters as I take in my new legs, the tan running along them up to the mid-thigh before shifting to a soft pale hue. The legs themselves are fit to say the least, firm yet delicate muscles in the calves lead up to plush thighs which a subtle layer of fat covering something strong and athletic beneath.
My cheeks grow red as I reach to pull my shirt up and stare down at the pink slit between my legs, my fingers twitching on my left hand as I struggle to imagine the cock I had lost or at least what it was relative to my new size. Between my legs and the pale mound between my legs I notice something, not an ounce of body hair appears to be visible along my low body.
"Did she shave just before or..." I mutter, my voice catching in my throat as I slowly run a delicate and slender finger along my thigh. "... Maybe wax or... I hope she didn't laser it off or something" I continue, tugging the shirt up and over my head before tossing it to the side of the cramped makeshift changing room.
Full and perky, I'm left wide eyed as the soft pale mounds bounce ever so slightly as I stagger post-de-robing. The long blonde hair barely reaches just below my collarbone, the golden blonde strands practically pointing to the sizeable rack that fills my chest and my slender frame.
"These are..." I cough, reaching up as I cup the bottom of my new breasts. It dawns on me that even with a chest small than some of the other options they were still more than a handful, the soft flesh yielding to my grasp as the small pink nipples spring to attention in the cold air of the drafty thrift store.
"... Okay... okay..." I pant, mewling pathetically as I nibble at my lip. "I need to get dressed, otherwise..." I huff, my gaze darting to my crotch as I squeeze my legs together in the hopes that not seeing it would help take my mind from the slit eagerly awaiting some exploration.
My murmurings only grow worse as I pull on the shorts and the cheer top, the form fitting elastic painting my petite figure and the well formed assets I had given myself. Not wanting to be stuck ogling my new body all day I snatch up the skinny jeans and jacket of the busty young brunette, my legs stretching the elastic blended denim to their limit before pulling the jacket over me.
Grabbing the leather cap I use it to grab the medallion, closing the hat over the ancient wooden amulet before wriggling a little in a effort to straighten out my clothes. The jacket feels a little short in the arm, though thankfully not all too tight in my chest, the jeans being the largest sticking point as I bend down and feel my thighs and ass strain the fabric to its limit.
Grabbing my wallet and keys from the discarded sweat pants I race out the changing room, my heart racing a mile a minute as my new legs bound and launch my body behind one of the many shelves. Keeping my head low I creep back towards the parking lot, the middle-aged woman behind the counter barely registering a things as she glances over a news paper crossword.
Hopping and skipping down the steps and through the parking lot I yelp and hiss with each footfall.
"Shoes..." I whimper, wincing as my delicate feet scrape and scratch against the asphalt. Despite the panic gripping me, not just from stealing but from stealing while in an entirely new body, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement as my slender athletic legs race me towards the car.
I practically barrel into the driver's side door, my hands fumbling with the key before I manage to clamber into the seat. The whole car feels far roomier than it had less than ten minutes ago, the feet flailing as I fail to reach the pedals before I remember to adjust the seat.
As I fiddle with the mirrors I freeze, the shock of seeing some young green eyed blonde getting ready to drive me car in the rear view mirror sending the breath out of my lungs and my stomach to twist itself into knots.
"Okay... okay..." I pant, taking a series of deep breaths as I get the car started. "Step one, I need to get out of here. This girl was a cheerleader, at least in college so... somewhere without a local college I guess..."
As I carefully reverse out of the parking lot I strain to get a sense of the steering wheel, my dainty fingers fumbling with the thick plastic ring as I'm forced to relearn to drive or at least how the damn thing handles with this new body.
"... Donovan Ranges were always nice this time of year..." I muse, nibbling my lip as I slowly pull out into the quiet suburban street before mentally mapping out the quickest way to the highway. "Small towns... plenty of people coming and going for hikes and camping and..." I continue, biting down hard as I squeeze my thighs together and relish the sensation of athleticism and fitness that I had lacked for over a decade at this point.
"... and I suppose I could enjoy the exercise too" I laugh, my voice coming out in a cutesy giggle as I finally get onto a main road and on the way out of the city as a whole.
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