New Year's Eve

Ever since I was little, I’ve hidden the fact that I can shapeshift. I don’t know why; it could be some curse or superpower, but either way, I don’t use it in public, and I’ve never shown it to anyone, even though I could easily make myself more attractive, taller, and buffer.

I always thought that would be wrong and never planned to use it, then on the night of New Year's Eve, I tried to get into a party. It was one of the biggest parties at my college, and it seemed to be a great chance to maybe get myself a girlfriend.

I was, of course, stopped at the door and turned away because they had way too many men and not enough women, and there was no way they were going to pollute the male choices with someone who looked like me.

That made me angry, and I started to walk away. I thought about using my power to make myself more attractive than him, but then I had a different idea. I walked around outside until I saw a red dress hanging loosely on a car window.

The people inside the car didn’t need it, so I grabbed it and ran out of sight with it. I look it over and change my body to fit it. A small chest, wider hips, a slimmer waist, and a much shorter frame, and I fit into the dress perfectly.

I also made my hair longer, along with making my facial features soft and feminine. Then finally I replaced my male bits with female ones and I’m good to go. I’ve had a lot of practice with changing my gender with my powers in private, so I’m fairly confident that I’m looking good.

Of course, the only problem now is I have no shoes or anything else, only the dress. So I need to be a bit careful. Now my plan was to sneak in and have a good time while teasing the men who think they’re so much better than me.

I got to the door and the same guy who rejected me earlier let me right in. I even caught him looking at me as I walked in. It doesn't take long before the first guy starts flirting with me. I let him do his thing and then after he thinks it’s going really well, I just walk away.

The next guy kept trying to get me to have a drink with him, so I pretended to sip on it and get him talking. At one point he sets his cup down and that’s when I switch our cups and continue to pretend to sip on his cup.

He noticed I wasn’t drinking it very fast and grabbed the cup he wanted me to drink and said something about the two of us living wild and that we should just chug our drinks; then he shot back the entire drink he had given to me earlier.

As anyone could have guessed, there was something in it, and he fell onto the floor within a minute. Now no one was really looking, so I pushed him under the punch table and gave him a wedgie, then I grabbed a marker and wrote loser on his head.

I then left one end of the tablecloth up so that at some point someone would find him. I know it’s a little bad, but he clearly doesn't deserve to be let off easy if he’s going around adding things to people’s drinks. At least when he’s caught, all the girls here will know to stay away from him.

I can also use that as justification for using my powers, I guess. After dealing with him, I found something to drink that was sealed before I got it and drank that, and then I went on to find some snacks to eat.

While rummaging in the cabinet, I overheard some people talking about kissing at midnight. It seems people were starting to pair up. That was the whole reason I came here, but since I’m a girl currently, if I were to hook up, it would most likely be with a dude.

I don’t want to kiss a dude, especially one here. So I guess I’ll just enjoy the party while it lasts. I continue to talk with the men at the party, wasting their time as they try hard to flirt with me or convince me one kiss at midnight is harmless.

The more I talk to them, the less I understand why girls are into them. Yeah, they’re strong and hot, but most of them have awful personalities. I mean, they clearly don’t care about me, just my looks, and when they’re not talking about mine, they’re showing off theirs.

I honestly thought messing with them would be fun, but each interaction was basically the same, and it got boring quickly. I then just stopped entertaining them altogether, which caused them to be very mean towards me.

Some called me names all because I didn’t even want to talk to them. Luckily, as I was in the middle of ignoring another man trying to flirt with me by talking about himself, that guy I left under the table was found.

Someone yelled and everyone gathered around the table to look and probably make fun of him. They’d likely take pictures as well. I use this chance to slip out of the crowd of people and make my way to the back balcony.

I lean down on the railing and sigh. Thinking I was alone, I said out loud I couldn’t stand all the men here. That was when another woman behind me started laughing, saying she felt the same way. I turned around and greeted the woman.

She had long blonde hair and a bluish-white dress on. She was about the same height as me, but she definitely was bigger in other aspects, at least compared to my current form. She stood up and walked up next to me.

She asked me if I knew I had forgotten something and pointed down. I turned bright red and nodded. I rub my head and lie, saying I was in a rush and forgot them… Then I asked how she could tell. She laughed a bit and said she noticed when I leaned down.

She grabbed my hand and led me inside. We went up to a bedroom; she pulled out a key and unlocked the door. She shoved me inside and locked the door behind us. Having a key to this room is a bit strange, so I asked if she lived here.

She nodded and said yeah. Her brother is the one throwing the party and she’s only here because she doesn’t have much else to do. She walked up to her dresser and pulled out a pair of underwear and socks, then she tossed them at me.

I thanked her and put them on; as I did, she walked up to her closet and grabbed a long black dress. She showed it to me and asked if I liked it. I nodded and she told me to put it on since the one I was wearing was slightly transparent at the bottom and very short.

Again I thanked her and I turned away from her to change. She chuckled when I did, saying it was adorable that I was shy. I wave her off and change. Once in the dress, I turn around and ask her how it looks on me. She smiles and says it looks better on me than it did on her.

I blushed, which was weird. This wasn’t my body so why was I happy to get complimented in it? I asked her if she wanted to head back to the party and she shook her head no. She was done attending it and planned to watch a movie in her room but offered to let me stay and watch.

I accepted without a second thought. I don’t know why but I wanted to stay here with her. We sat on her bed and she played a random movie on Netflix. About an hour and a half later, she checked her phone and turned bright red.

She paused the movie and then turned to me, still bright red. She tried to ask something but was completely nervous. I found it funny that she was now the one being shy and made a joke about it being cute.

That actually seemed to calm her down and she asked if I really thought she was cute. I nodded and said she was the cutest girl in the house. Which was true; most of the other girls here right now were dressed very provocatively for my taste.

She smiled and then asked if she was cute enough to kiss her at midnight. Still not thinking about it, I said I’d be lucky to kiss her at midnight. She turned the television to the local news with the countdown on it.

There was about a minute left until midnight. She jumped out of bed and put her hand out to me. She actually wanted to kiss me! I can’t believe this was happening, and I can’t believe a girl likes me while I’m a girl! I don’t know what to do; all these feelings are overwhelming… I have to get up…