Chapter 10
Sunday
February 10th, 2019
It had been a good hour or so before Cora could convince the giggling mess to head to bed, but it was quite late when they managed to finally fall asleep, the adrenaline finally catching up with their recently mortally wounded body and Avalyn soon passed out after that.
Her body took the 12 hours that she was hibernating for to mend the rest of the body. With assistance from Cora, the limp that still had existed from the night before had fully mended, good as new. Plus, now she could touch her new assets without feeling a dull pain in her ribs from the majority of them being cracked. Avalyn was effectively as good as new, and Cora couldn’t help but feel a little bit proud for getting her read right on this dense girl, sure, she may have found her on accident, but, one might say that she was drawn to those similar to her, and in Avalyn she had found a truly kindred soul.
Not that it would stop the symbiote from being a menace to her host, no sir. Especially since she had one significant change left to make to Avalyn’s body, and she guessed that Avalyn would be much less happy with this one than the breasts, she noticed how she had reacted to headpats, and that gave her a plan. A nefarious plan.
At about 9 am, Avalyn slowly stirred in bed and sat up, the new weight on her chest bouncing slightly as she stretched out her weary ‘new’ bones as her entire spine let out a series of satisfying cracks. She opened her eyes, and immediately her gaze was drawn down to, what she will call, her new assets. She gave them a poke again, almost as if to dispel any illusions that they were in fact real, and upon meeting squishy flesh, Avalyn had that confirmation that it hadn’t in fact only been a good dream.
Avalyn let out a quiet chuckle and rolled out of bed and straight onto her feet, stretching out her back again.
“Good morning Cora, I take it you’re up.”
I don’t sleep Avalyn. Good mornin’.
Avalyn made her way over to her wardrobe and swung it open, and was immediately met with a problem. Most of these clothes were not only designed for a masculine body, but also for a body that was six inches taller than her. Grabbing a comfy hoodie and dropping it over her head, where it had originally hung snugly around her masculine waist, now it went down to the middle of her thighs. It was a bit tight in the chest though, which was to be expected.
“This might be a bit of a problem…I can’t go out anywhere like this.”
Well….ya can always go shoppin’. There’s still time on this Sunday to grab some clothes.
“I know but…” Avalyn reached over for her bedside table and retrieved her wallet, pulling out the cards in it, still plastered with the name ‘Aaron Holt’, and despite that, even back then, it wasn’t really actually her card, not really. Every transaction that was on the card would go straight back to her parents, and they would always message her inquiring as to the origin of that purchase. If it wasn’t a ‘necessary acquisition’, she would get a real grilling from dear father and dear mother. Although, she had the feeling that she was in for more of a grilling the next time she did go home because of her…bodily changes.
Well nothing ya can do about that now, and if they object, well, tough.
“I’m just not looking forward to that conversation. Who knows what could go wrong?”
Enough of those negative thoughts for now, negative thoughts be gone. Ya really need to go shoppin’ even if you don’t want to.
“I know, I know. It would help if you could, like, you could make the outfit in the symbiote form, you could magically change my clothes into something that fits, right?”
…..Yeah if only I could do that. Anyway, ya need the experience of shoppin’, once in a lifetime, and ya need to learn everything that gets into being a girl. The makeup, the underwear, especially the bras with those bazongas ya have now.
Avalyn sighed and gave her chest a little bounce, the gravitational field of these things will certainly be a pain without a bra, so she conceded.
“Fine, fine, you win, but I’m not letting you bully me into wearing anything ridiculous.”
I’ll merely be yer fashionista advisor.
“Yeah no that sounds terrible.”
With no real fitting pants left, Avalyn managed to dig out some old leggings, that certainly didn’t seem like they should be in ‘Aaron Holt’s’ wardrobe, and slipped them on underneath what was essentially a hoodie dress at this point. She looked into the mirror and gave herself a look over. It wasn’t a great look by any sense, but there was no doubt that there was a girl looking back at her in the reflection.
What a thrill that was.
“Alright, to the bus station! I cannot be fucked to walk today all the way there.”
Ya know ya could just…transform…
“Yeah no I’m enjoying being myself for today. Too bad.”
Rude. Implying you don’t enjoy that other form.
“Shut up you know that’s not what I meant.”
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The 20 minute bus ride allowed Avalyn to unlock her first achievement as a girl: Getting stared at by some creepy old man. However, he seemed to get the message when she glared daggers at him, and he went back to creepily staring at another young woman. Avalyn would do something about that but she was fairly sure if she tapped him in the wrong way he would immediately just crumple in a heap of arthritis right there. Frankly, she was relieved to get off the bus at that point.
The Horsecircle shopping centre was the second population centre of Woodford, after the university campus, and it was where the university students tended to congregate during the weekends, which made today rather busy. There was a decent amount of shops, all of which were your typical high street fashion stores and pharmacies, but also dotted around the place were a few restaurants of various cuisine types, and strangely, even a mini golf course that they decided to replace the Evermore 20 store when it went under, which was a shame, from the styles she saw online, Avalyn would have fancied some of them.
These stores were also connected at both ends to two departments stores, which frankly just sold the clothes that were available at these stores at a higher price. For a deal of 50 quid one could get a plain polo shirt at Bainbridges’, what a deal if you were a professional footballer, but not if you were a university student lucky enough to be born into a life of middle class ‘luxury’.
It was a bit overwhelming to Avalyn to be honest, she didn’t even know where to start. There were so many options. She was drawn to the clothing stores, but there were an awful lot of them and she didn’t really know which one to pick. Maybe she could try some of the makeup, that might be fun. Maybe she could even go get a snack and have a munch on it, while she contemplated what to do next. So many choices, so many choices, what to do…
Have you forgotten the elephant in the room? Which is on your chest?
“Oh…yeah, right, so…the underwear store. I don’t really know which one to go to.”
Leave it to me!
“This better not be a bad decision leaving it to you Cora.”
Avalyn let Cora walk her body in a general direction, Cora didn’t seem to particularly care about the presence of other people or anything, powering forward in a straight line, almost running over a poor child. She seemed like she was determined to get to her destination, which seemed to be a particularly…flattering lingerie store.
“Cora why are we standing in front of an Ann Winter’s?”
Ya needed underwear did ya not. I took us to the right place.
“Yeah the right place if I was like a model, but I am not a model.”
Ya could be, I”m just saying. Also, we’ve got to treat a girl ya know. Ya can’t be uncomfortable all day in underwear that rubs ya the wrong way if ya get my drift.
“I suppose you have a point.” Avalyn grumbled, as she trudged into the store, and started scanning the shelves, making a point to ignore the ‘sexy costumes’ section, she wasn’t even sure she needed them anyway, it wasn’t like she had anyone to impress.
Do you not?
‘ Shut up’
As the girl made her way over to the bras, she found herself overwhelmed all over again. She had heard of the cup sizes before and kind of what they meant. She guessed that she was a C or D cup, but all these numbers in front of the bra sizes, she had no idea what they were going to mean, and Cora wasn’t going to be much of a help at that point. She was tempted to pick a few off the wall and try them on but the shop assistant was already staring at her, and that would be super awkward. Avalyn admitted defeat and walked over to the assistant, clearing her throat.
“Hi…sorry, um, I came here today because, I don’t really know my size. I’ve had a growth spurt…uh, could you measure my size? Please? Would appreciate it…” Avalyn couldn’t have sounded more nervous, Avalyn had read horror stories of trans girls in underwear stores, granted she wasn’t the typical trans girl, but still. Her anxieities were somewhat quashed when she was received by a warm smile and a nod.
“Sure ma’am (that sent more butterflies through her chest), head into the dressing room and I’ll get you all measured up.” Avalyn couldn’t help but blush a little as she rushed into the dressing room, and quickly removed the large hoodie and set it to the side, letting her breasts her in the open. She still couldn’t stop staring at them in the mirror, what a lucky girl she was. She could almost feel the smug proudness emanating off of the symbiote
That was when she was reminded of the presence of the 40-something year old shop assistant, immediately causing the girl to go beet-red, as she held perfectly still as the lady started to measure her bust. Avalyn could hear some cackling from inside her head, and evidently the symbiote was enjoying this quite a fair bit. This was real annoying, and embarrassing, but necessary.
After a few measurements, the lady disappeared for a second, and then returned with a bra, asking Avalyn to try it on before ducking out. Avalyn stood there like an idiot for a few seconds, holding the bra in one hand, kind of like a sitting duck. She didn’t really know how to put it on. So she did the only thing that was naturally. She shoved her head through the gap in the bra, and wrestled her cups into the….cups…of the bra, and worked on the straps until it was rather comfortable. Evidentally, the lady had gotten the measurement quite right, as the weight of the pair was immediately relieved, but now, her breasts were being held up in a particularly flattering way that if she chose the right top, would definitely be rather flattering to her chest.
As the lady emerged back into the room, Avalyn asked if she could keep this one on and buy perhaps three more pairs of the same size. That was when she was met with quite a shock when the lady told Avalyn her size.
“32DD? Bloody hell I’m large!”
“Yes ma’am, you are rather ‘large’.”
“I’m so SORRY I didn’t meant to say that outloud!” Avalyn remained red as a tomato through putting her hoodie back on, paying for the bras, and walking out of the store, with Cora laughing her metaphorical arse off in her head.
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Avalyn had barely managed to compose herself when she found herself standing in front of the largest singular clothing store in this entire shopping complex, which suited her just fine. There was a lot of choice, and it wasn’t quiet enough that it wouldn’t be awkward for her with shopkeepers staring at her. Plus, she just needed a few trousers and tops that fit, nothing too crazy.
Ya sure ya don’t want to try any crop tops and skirts, I think they would look nice on ya :3
“How did you even make that face in my head, and no, I’m not quite ready for that yet, let’s just get some clothes that fit first.”
Crop tops and skirts would fit.
“Shaddup.”
Avalyn slinked into the store and promptly ran headlong into another shopper.
“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking at where I was going I…” Avalyn paused as she took in the mop of red-hair of the person she ran into, and the familiar face that was starting to puncture through the panic. “..Steph?!”
She hadn’t thought through what would happen if she ran into Steph, she hadn’t been thinking that far. All she wanted was to have a nice day out and do some shopping, she didn’t want to explain herself to her friend right now, it was going to be quite a thing to tell, especially since she didn’t exactly look like she did a day ago, what if she somehow didn’t accept her and all that, that would be terr-
“Sorry, I ran into you but I…do I know you, sorry…you look kind of familiar but I’m not sure…”
Avalyn’s jaw dropped, she really didn’t recognise her, had she really changed that much? She still saw her original face when she looked in the mirror. But after all, she had shrunk quite a few inches and had gained a few more inches elsewhere, so, she couldn’t blame Steph for not recognising. This didn’t stop Avalyn from panicking however.
“Aaaaa I”m sorry I ran into sorry it was nice seeing you Steph baaiiii…” Avalyn would quickly walk away from the scene, not even noticing as Steph started blushing herself.
She has the hots for ya, ya should make a move.
“Not another word from you before we get home, you got that?”
With that, Avalyn darted to the bargain end of the store, picked out three identical white tops of different sizes, and three identical jeans of different sizes and after discerning their sizes in a rather uneventful amount of time in the changing room (she just about managed to stop gushing over her own body in every reflection she saw now), she went ahead and paid for them. They only costed 20 pounds with each set, surely her parents wouldn’t question her too much on this. After all I&N were a store that catered to both genders, they wouldn’t think too much of it.
With that, Avalyn quickly darted home on the bus, hoping to avoid any more public disasters, especially in front of people that she knew.
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Avalyn made it back to her flat about half an hour later without any further incidents, at least that she noticed, she kept her head down on the bus for most of the way back, so she didn’t notice any creepers, which was good, because if she did, she would have thrown them out of the bus and into the stratosphere.
She quickly tossed off her hoodie and changed into the white shirt that she had bought. It was rather snug, but it fit her the way that she wanted to. It hugged her curves well without being ridiculously skin tight. Curiously she was starting to care about looking good in her body, weird, it seemed to coincide with having a body that she felt fully intune with.
Avalyn picked up the rest of the clothing that she bought and swung open her wardrobe to place them in, only for her to see something in there that made her drop every single one of the clothes that she bought.
All the male clothing that she had in the wardrobe had been turned into female counterparts, which were more her size, but to call them counterparts to their bland masculine past was to do them a disservice. The majority of the trousers had been turned into some form of black, leathery bottoms, quite a few skirts that were flatteringly short, a few shorts, and even a leather pair of trousers. PETA would for sure have a nightmare with this, even if she knew actual leather hadn’t been used to make these.
The shirts that she once had had been turned half and half into a variety of leather jackets, with slight differences, some had a few shorter sleeves, some were cropped slightly. And the other half were turned into a different variations of tops, again, all coloured black or dark grey, and there was a common theme with them all. THey were all distinctively low cut, and to some extent, would show off both her new assets and strong stomach. These were clothes that combined together would be something that she pictured one of those pretty punks wore, and would certainly draw attention. But there was something missing about the looks.
Her eyes were drawn to the bottom of the wardrobe, and the two blocky male shoes that she had owned had also been changed. One pair had been changed into a pair of black ankle boots, with a pair of blocky heels that helped to boost her height. The other was a similar pair, that is, apart from that it would reach her thighs. She ran her hand over one of the skirts, it was pleated so it would go well with the boots, it was a material that certainly feel like how she thought ‘leather’ would feel like, in fact, it felt more like a costume that she was growing more familiar with.
The look that was in her wardrobe was undeniably…loud, and although Avalyn saw the appeal in it, she wasn’t sure she was quite ready for it yet, especially since she hadn’t changed…down there yet. Maybe she’d give it a try someday. But, there was only one person to blame for this right now.
“CORA!”
What is it your highness?
“You told me, that you couldn’t transform new clothing!”
My powers are limited! I can only make things that kind of look like me, so ya get all these sexy outfits, sorry!
“You couldn’t have made like, a decent looking top that didn’t expose like half my chest could you? Or some skirts that at least went down to my knees couldn’t you?”
Now where’s the fun in that, you have an amazin’ body, have fun a little. And plus you have your ‘boring clothes’, I thought ya needed some colour.
“There is not much colour in this wardrobe, it’s all BLACK! And plus, I wasted money because YOU said that you couldn’t create clothes!”
We had fun didn’t we? And i wouldn’t have seen you blush when that lady measured your chest, that was so fuckin’ priceless.
“I hate you so fuckin’ much.”
Avalyn let Cora laugh her arse off at that as she worked on hanging the actual clothes that she bought in amongst the leather nightmare in her wardrobe. Not right now, maybe one day when she felt more confidant, but not right now.