Bar TG: A growing business

Cameron was standing in front of the entrance to that new bar that had opened up in town. There was a lot of controversy surrounding the place because of how the female population of the area shot up 50% on It's opening night. Curiosity had gotten the better of a lot of guys it seems, especially with the old bar having been shut down and all. To see what all the fuss was about and maybe get some info behind this, Cameron had decided to try the place that night. Taking a small gulp, he opened the door and walked inside. Strangely, the whole place was empty other than the bartender who was cleaning up the bar, and a strong scent of perfume filled the room. The walls were coated in pink paint, and the tables were purple. All over the building pretty decorations like flowers and girly framed photos were scattered around. It was almost like it was a girls only bar. Shaking off the peculiar look of the bar, Cameron ignored it and walked up to the bartender who gave a patient smile.

"Hey there cutie. You're here a little early aren't ya?" she asked. "The action doesn't really pick up here till midnight. That's when things get REALLY interesting. I think you're the first guy in here since a few hours ago.". Cameron shrugged and replied. "Really? This place is a little strange though mind you, no offence. Back in the old bar it was busy all the time. Business must be slow huh?". The bartender giggled with joy. "I guess you don't really know how this place works do you? Put it this way... Most people who come here don't feel the need to come as frequently as you do when they leave. It's your first time here, so here's a beer on the house!". Cameron smiled at her generosity, though he raised his eyebrow a bit. Some of the things the bartender said were, questionable at best, that he couldn't figure out what she meant. "Thanks.". The bartender prepared a beer and slid it over to him, smiling back. The beer had an eerie bright pink color to it, although given what the place looked like it didn't surprise him that much anymore.

Cameron took a swig of the beer, drinking it in one go. "You shouldn't drink so fast you know. You'll just make things more painful for yourself." the bartender laughed. Cameron burped in curiosity. "What do you mean?. As if on cue, a searing pain was beginning to flow through his body, making him grunt. "What did you put in this thing? I don't feel so good...". The bartender took a deep breath and stared. "Don't worry cutie. Soon enough you'll realise what all this is for...". Cameron was starting to panic. "What the hell? Are you some kind of PSYCHO! This is gonna kill me any second, Isn't it?". "Oh relax. It won't kill the real you, It'll just kill the fake you..." the bartender chuckled. "It's best you just wait and see for yourself...".

A transformation had been triggered by the drink. Cameron's hair grew down to the middle of his back as well as the sides of his face and straight, recoloring from a dark brown to a golden blonde. His crooked nose shrunk in, becoming small and cute while his lips poofed out a little, wet red lipstick now painted on them. Cameron's eyelashes grew long above his eyes, his overall face smoothing out into a feminine one. He could feel his neck pulsating with strain, the evidence being his moans getting higher and higher pitched. Soon after, Cameron's six pack crushed in to his body, leaving it smooth and delicate, his sides slenderising into an hourglass shape. Following suit, a pair of medium sized breasts grew out of the upper section, making him cry in pain as it tore right through his shirt. Meanwhile, Cameron's arms slimmed down to looking skinny, with his hands having shifted into dainty, soft ones with long pink painted nails.

Cameron was now screaming silently, his ass plumping out slightly bigger, at least enough to rip through his jeans. Afterwards his legs had transferred into the slim legs of a female like his arms did, feminine feet with toenails to boot. He clasped his hands together in shock, seeing all his excess body hair falling into a pile on the floor before disappearing. Only his head had hair at this point. Cameron then threw his hands to his crotch to try and prevent what he realised was happening. "It's useless. Don't fight it!" the bartender grinned, Cameron horrified, feeling his penis sinking... and sinking... until... POP! The penis had sunk in and twisted around, reforming into a vagina. The pain lasted for a few more seconds while all of Cameron's body parts reorganised into the female system. Cameron stared in anger at the bartender, mouth wide open. She looked at her ripped, barely fitting boyish clothes.

"Guess the perfume in here's getting weak. Just hold still while I spray a little on you. You'll understand why..." the bartender stuttered, pulling a perfume canister out of her pocket and spraying it quickly onto Cameron's face, making her cough. "Why... Are you doing this?" she heaved. The bartender showed her teeth and gasped. "Trust me, soon It'll be like nothing happened. We've finally let the true you out. Our operation with these bars has gotten a step closer to freeing everybody. I can only faintly remember when I was a boy, hee hee. Don't worry, you'll keep your memories. But you shouldn't worry about that. The same thing happens to everybody we change. You remember clearly, but your personality changes so much that you don't care about the old you. You'll stop trying to remember because of how unconcerned you are... And you'll be so inattentive to it that you'll slowly forget... And forget, until you don't remember any more... Now I wonder what you'll end up wearing. They say a girl's clothes identify their personality... Let's see how true that is..."

Cameron struggled against the force of the perfume, his shirt and jeans melting together and connecting. They refabricated and reshaped to fit her new body, as the connected clothing grew out a bit to leave some room. Her clothes had transformed into a long yellow dress. She groaned in agony, her boxer shorts shrinking and tightening into red panties, a bra appearing on her breasts to match. Cameron's shoes had morphed into red high heels to support her height as it had shrunken slightly. Finally, her socks stretched out longer and heightened to her crotch, reweaving into black leggings. "I look like a totally different person. No, this can't be happening! My mind... All these hormones, must keep remembering!" she cried. The bartender just sat there, watching Cameron as if it was entertaining. She began speaking her mind, trying as hard as she could to fight the clothes making their changes.

"My name is Cameron- I mean Angela, NO! I'm a 16 year old b- girl, silly me. I almost said I was a boy there. Hee hee! BECAUSE I AM! Um... I like sport- Wait, no I don't, I like shopping UGH! And video game- romantic movies NO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! I AM A GIRL! Wait... Of course I'm a girl! I mean, I think I used to be a boy at one point, but, why do I even still care about all that junk? As I was saying, I like shopping and romantic movies and... Wait. Where was I going with this? Ah well. Thanks for the beer miss. I think I'll go tell Gary and Clinton about this place, the drinks here are amazing!"

Angela picked up her handbag of stuff and walked out the door smiling, content with her new life. Was it new? Being a boy felt like a distant memory to her now, but the bartender looked across to the door as she walked out and whispered to herself. "This is why I love working here. Hee hee!"

(I only made this as a one off, there will be no sequel yet until I have finished the schedule I set out earlier this year. I just wanted to make this since I have no more Sonic Delta details to write it seems.)