Chapter 1

"Hiiiiii everyone!" I exclaim with wave at the camera. I can see the video feed of myself on the couch waving back in glorious HD on my computer screen. I'm quite proud of how adorable I look in my soft, lacy pink nightgown. Sure my barely AA-cup breasts look more pre-teen than womanly. And my long, dangly arms and legs aren't exactly the most effeminate. But despite the undesirable secondary characteristics of my birth sex, I was blessed with a few positive traits. I have a naturally feminine face, luxuriously thick blonde hair, and a very cute voice.

I'm pretty self conscious about my appearance. Not so much these days, but it's still there. Like most trans individuals I'm anxious all the time about passing as the gender I am instead of the one I was born as. Luckily my time streaming for the last year has really helped boost my self confidence. I can't look that fucking ugly if this many people are willing to pay money to watch me mess around in front of a camera! Sure, I'm no doubt attracting more than a few weirdos and fetishists. That's just inevitable in the sex industry. But most people who partake in this, both consumers and providers, they're more decent folk than society gives them credit for. In a lot of ways I'm more accepted here than I am anywhere else in my life.

I see a couple of IMs pop up in response as my viewers start to roll in. Most of it is the usual one-liners or pick-up lines. I flash a big smile at the screen; not because I actually enjoy those lines, but because it's part of the show. Plus I'm excited. Like, SERIOUSLY excited. I'm more excited and anxious than I've ever been in my entire life! I'm not just calling this a special stream for no reason; tonight's stream is the culmination of hope, praying, and lifelong desire to be who I really am.

"I'm so glad so many of you could make it tonight!" I say happily to my viewers. "As I'm sure you know, tonight's stream is a very special one. And it's made even more special that you're all here to experience it with me!"

Lots of IMs flood in. They're all are pretty much oblivious to what's really going to happen tonight. I'm pretty sure they just think I'm going to do something super kinky that I normally don't do. I only see maybe one or two messages that indicate anything beyond the usual horniness or compliments on my appearance. Honestly... that'll just make this all the better when it happens!

"So, before I begin," I start, changing tune to a more somber tone, "I first have to say something rather sad. Tonight will be my last stream." Predictably my viewers react with equal amounts of mournful comments, begging, and insults.

"Now now people, I know this is a tough pill to swallow. Hence why it's the one I'm downing first," I interject with a wink. "Truth be told I'm not leaving the business. I just want you to know that after tonight I'm going to be putting on different kinds of shows. Shows some of you might not be as interested in."

The confusion and speculation they say in response brings a satisfied grin to my face. I really just cannot get enough enjoyment out of how much of a surprise tonight is going to be for them. They really have no idea what's in store for them.

"Which leads me to tonight's second pill!" I reach over to just outside the viewing angle of my webcam and bring back into view a small pink pill. "I'm sure some of you might know what this is, but for those that don't, weeeeell," I smirk mischievously, "You're about to find out!"

And then, without any warning or build up, I pop the pill into my mouth and swallow it in one gulp.

"Woo! That went down easy!" I remark cheerfully. "Not that I've ever had a hard time swallowing," I add with a another cute wink. That little comment gets a predictable rise out of my viewers, but I can also see a few remarks that confirm my suspicion that some of the people watching me tonight know exactly what that pill was. Maybe one of them is the person who sent it to me.

It came in the mail a few weeks ago, with only a small note saying that I'd "earned it". Not sure what exactly made me meet their qualifications, but I'll take it. Of course, I knew exactly what it was. Just about anyone in my line of work, or with the same condition as what I have, has heard about it. Just a small, unassuming pill with the incredible ability to give you something the best hormone treatments and surgeries never could. Supposedly the process to make them was discovered after some incidents with a Japanese sake company. A chemical had been added accidentally to one of their brewery's production lines and before they knew it they were overwhelmed with calls and complaints about people who'd suddenly switched teams.

In case it wasn't obvious, I'm talking about a full blown sex change here.

Unsurprisingly, the decision for me to take it wasn't so much an "if" as it was a "when". Don't get me wrong, I've had a good time doing this streaming. And I've come to terms with a lot of my internal dysphoria. I've even grown to accept my "male" genitalia as a part of who I am. I'm just a girl who's packin' a little extra.

But the opportunity to quickly and painlessly clean up the less desirable bodily traits of mine? That's way too good to pass up. Not even how good of a gig this past year has been streaming isn't enough to override a lifetime of feeling born into the wrong body. Besides, it's not like I couldn't keep that going afterwards, ya know? Plenty of cis girls keep that up no problem. If anything I'm just changing what studio I'm filming for. All it takes is just one little pill.

And holy shit does that pill work fast. It couldn't have been more than ten seconds after my dirty joke about swallowing and I'm already feeling hot. I mean like damn, my body is REALLY heating up. I can feel my cheeks blushing hard and I'm naturally starting to pant from the heat.

"Hah, wow, this stuff is really fast acting guys," I say to the camera while wiping some small beads of sweat off my forehead. My skin is tingling all across my body, especially around my neck and head. "I thought maybe I'd be able to make more of a build up out of this for you, but I guess we're just going to hop right into the good stuff!" Sure enough I immediately start coughing and gagging. Wrapping both of my hands around my neck, I feel it's girth shrink supernaturally quick. It only takes a couple seconds before I can definitely feel how much more slender it is. As if that wasn't enough I then get to experience the bizarre sensation of my adam's apple melding into me, leaving the front of my throat completely flat.

I hesitantly take my hands off my neck once I'm sure it's done shifting. "W-well that was - woah!" I exclaim, pleasantly surprised at how my voice has changed. I thought my voice would probably sound the same, maybe a bit higher pitch, but instead I now have more of a husky voice. "This isn't the voice change I was expecting. I don't know about you guys, but I'm definitely liking it though!" I check out my new neck in the webcam feed, simultaneously seeing that my viewers are in agreement with me. I'm also happy to see my suspicions were correct and a LOT did not know this was going to happen, or even possible. They're so delightfully predictable.

The transformation starts back up again, and I happen to have a great view of the next changes as they happen in real time since I was checking out my neck. This time it's my face and wow does it feel weird. Tiny cricks and cracks echo through the room as my bones change size and shape. It feels like a thousand ants are crawling across my skin. Hairs I'd always had a hard time fully getting rid of just fall off my face onto the ground. It's hard to stay focused through all the uncomfortable machinations, but I start to see the end result become more and more clear. Due to my naturally feminine features it's not a hugely drastic change, but I do notice that my jaw has shrunk to something less broad, my eyes have grown larger, and my lips are plumped up. My nose is slightly smaller and my chin has a soft, round shape to it. Oh, and my ears have shrunk too. Nice.

I'm about to comment on this to my viewers but I'm interrupted as my hair suddenly gets pulled. I thought it was long enough, but I guess not as my blonde locks grown down to my nipples. Then to my surprise they darken ever so slightly to a strawberry blonde color. Insert a bit more curliness to how they hang themselves and voila, my head looks to be finished. Where once was my familiar mug is now... a distant, more feminine cousin. I'm not sure if I agree on the hair changes, but I'm definitely loving how my face looks now.

"Well guys," I start with my husky new voice, brushing my strawberry curls to hang over my left shoulder, "What do you think of my new look?" The chat explodes. Amazement, horniness; jealousy? Heh, I don't blame them. I look pretty damn hot. "Aw, thanks everyone. Don't blow your loads now though! We're just getting sta-aaaah!!"

This next step is way more painful than the last. My entire torso feels locked in a vice-grip, worse than even the tightest corset I've ever worn. Huge amounts of pressure make me keel over, loud snaps and sickening cracks emanating from my body as it's forcibly crushed and compressed. I'm definitely losing a couple inches of height out of this. I cry out as my spine twists and bends into a new shape. I scream as my shoulders crash down and lose their broadness. Tears build up in my eyes just from the pain I'm experiencing. Thankfully this only lasts about half a minute before everything dies down and I'm able to catch my breath. I'm gonna take my time recovering; the pain of this last transformation step is really ruining most of the fun I've been having up to this point.

" I groan, slowly leaning back onto my couch and grimacing at the camera, "That was definitely not fun." I look over my body to survey the damage. But damage isn't exactly the right word, not even close! Despite how it felt, I'm looking amazing! My shoulders gently slope down now, enough so that my left nightgown strap is sexily hanging off my shoulder. And wow, has this nightgown never felt more comfortable on me! I thought it fit fine before but I guess I never really realized just how much of my natural mass was taking up room in it. Mass that's definitely gone now. I lean forward and look down my back, interested in the new curve I now have there that sticks my ass farther out behind me. And oh god, my waist. I gently lift up the hem of my nightgown to get a good look at my newly smooth stomach. It's never looked so sexy before! Not really washboard flat (thank god), but definitely more sleek and feminine than it was before.