Friendly Rivalry Gone Wrong

It was a relaxing evening. You were having dinner with your wife, Madison, enjoying some well-earned time together. You had a very profitable business that kept you very occupied, but also very well off. You made so much money that your lovely wife didn’t even have to hold a job, and could focus on her art, which didn’t bring home much money, but which she loved a lot. And with that, you could still afford quite a sizable house, and save up enough money to travel once or twice a year, another of Maddie’s passions. This all made the long hours at work worth it, and made you enjoy the time you did spend with your wife even more. You were just in the middle of eating one of her fantastic home cooked meals, chatting about how both your respective days had gone, when the doorbell rang. You looked at each other, slightly surprised, as you weren’t expecting anyone. Getting up from your seat, you opened the door, and smiled awkwardly when you recognized the face of your long-time friend Bruce on the other side.

“Bruce! What a surprise! What are you doing here?” You asked, trying to sound as polite as possible, no to insult your impromptu guest.

You and Bruce had been friends since Junior High and had had a friendly rivalry going through your studies together. The both of you were always competitive in nature, comparing grades, girlfriends, and performance in your team’s basketball team. And he had always been coming out on top, getting the popular cheerleaders when you had a hard time getting a date, getting top grades while you always struggled, and finishing as the team’s MVP pretty much every game while you spent most of your time on the bench. But when you left school and entered the real world, things reversed, and his laid-back cruising through with glory and fame came to an abrupt end. Acing exams didn’t translate to every day true diligence while working, girls were no longer looking for bad boys and daredevils, and being good at sports was no longer relevant in everyday life. Meanwhile you had founded a reputable business on your own, found a beautiful woman who was kind and supportive, and were living the good life, leaving the hell that was high school behind you, along with Bruce. Over the years you had both drifted apart, and the last time you had ever seen him was at your own wedding, where he had gotten black out drunk and had to be escorted out. Needless to say, you didn’t reconnect afterwards, only assuming things had not been going well for him since. But there he was, years later, looking better and healthier than before.

“George my friend! It has been so long! Can I come in? We have so much catching up to do…” He had a big smile on his face, but despite that and the kind words he was speaking, there was something off, something not quite right with his sudden resurgence.

“Yeah sure, come on in…” You say hesitantly, welcoming him into your home. “Maddie! Can you come over here please? You remember Bruce, right? Maddie?”

Worried about not hearing her reply, you return to the dining room, only to find her still sitting in her seat, frozen, eyes wide open in terror, eyes flicking around in panic. You turn around to find Bruce still smiling ominously, pendant around his neck glowing red, confirming that your wife’s current state was definitely caused by him. Before you have a chance to speak, plead, scream at him, you feel your whole body tense up, becoming frozen just like Madison’s. Left completely vulnerable and at his mercy, you can only stare and listen as Bruce speaks up.

“You thought you were so much better than me, just because of your money, your wife, your successful business. Well turns out, with this little thing, I can finally set things right, and be the best of us both, like I was destined to be. I already made myself a millionaire, and irresistible to all women. Now all that’s left is to take it all away from you, and things will finally be as it should be. But I think I should also take the chance to teach you a lesson, for ever believing you could somehow beat me and be better than me. Let's start with your very body. You know how I am more of a man than you could ever be? Let’s make this an undeniable truth…”

The strange amulet he was wearing started glowing even brighter, and you immediately felt a heat surge through you as a thousand different tiny changes overtake you at once.

Your body compressed all over, taking your large frame and shrinking it down to something much smaller, more demure. Hair cascaded down from your head as your features softened. Ass plumped out, hips widened, and chest blossomed into breasts, and finally you felt your cock deflate, shrinking down to nothing but a soft pair of lips with a little nub nestled within, completing your transformation.

“Now that I took your gender, I will take your precious wife. Don’t worry, you will get to see her again, in a few months’ time…”

You barely had time to comprehend what he was talking about when you saw your still frozen wife stat to shrink down, becoming rapidly younger and smaller. You could only stare, your new female face stuck looking both shocked and horrified, as your wife, the love of your wife, rapidly de-aged until she was nothing but a small babe, and then vanished from her seat. Her new location was readily apparent, as you immediately felt bloated in your midsection, and your trim belly swelled out into a round bulge. A single kick confirmed that you were now very much pregnant with your own wife.

“Now it is time for me to take everything that you have left. Your business, your house, your success, they are now gone. You never graduated from business school, you barely made it out of high school. You now work as… a house cleaner! Yes, that will teach you some humility. And with no work insurance and no partner to support you, you will have to keep working through your pregnancy, to support your wife turned daughter as a single mother, and to pay rent for your way too expensive, single bedroom apartment. Have fun in your new life George, or should I say Grace. Don’t try to look for me, things could be much worse for you than they are now.”

With a maniacal cackle, Bruce turned around and left what was now a tiny apartment. As he closed the door, you regained control of your altered body. You waddled after your old friend as fast as you could, opening the door and peering into the hallway, only to find it empty. Instead of running after him, you opted to reach out to him by phone, or social media, but found out that not only did you no longer have any contact information for him, but you had also lost all your previous contacts. Your friends, your family, they were all gone, replaced by clients you now cleaned houses for, and various guys who only seemed to be interested in sleeping with you, based on your chat history. You were left to fend for yourself, with a low paying, ungrateful job, and a baby on the way.

The worst part was that you kept all your memories of your time as George. You remembered your success, your wonderful relationship with Maddie. But now it was all gone, taken away by this monster with godly powers. You couldn’t even tell anyone, lest you be diagnosed crazy and have little Maddie taken away from you when she would be born, Madison, the love of your life and the very last thing remaining from, your old life. The only option you had was to live out your life as Grace, and maybe try to find a man to help provide for you and her and take you out of this endless circle of poverty.

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