The Buckle Game - TG

The summer season usually brought out the idiocy in teenagers, or at least that’s what seventeen year old Emmi Lams thought as she walked through the doors of the clothing store she worked at. The store was called Buckle and they were known for selling designer jeans and were pretty friendly to their customers. She had managed to get hired on as a part timer over the summer months while she was out of school. If she was lucky they’d keep her around when the summer had ended.

There was a stupid game that a lot of folks played when it came to walking into the store, the goal was to walk from the front entry doors to the far back wall and back to the front doors without being stopped by one of the employees. The employees were supposed to help anyone who stopped in if they weren’t busy helping someone already, which is how the game started.

Emmi had watched this go on all the time, mostly when she was behind the cashier desk and she was frankly getting tired of it. So today she decided she would do something about it to the next time someone walked in with the intention of playing such a stupid game. She didn’t have to wait very long after clocking in for a couple of boys to come strolling in with the clear intention of playing that ridiculous game.

The two boys were probably a year or two younger than her and she recognized them from her own high school. She watched the two split up and sighed as they avoided the other employees in their attempt to make it to the back of the store. Emmi waved her right hand in a Star Wars like fashion and waited for the results.

The first boy, Michael had veered off to the left side of the store while his friend Chad had went the opposite direction. Michael had suddenly felt compelled to stop and look at a rack of jeans while Chad had managed to walk to the back of the store and directly into one of the empty dressing rooms. Neither had a clue why they were doing this but at the same time they didn’t think it was a bad thing either.

Chad couldn’t really do much in the dressing room but look at himself in the full length mirror. He just smiled and made a couple poses. Out of nowhere a couple pairs of jeans had been thrown over the top of the door, making him jump.

“Let me know what you think of these jeans, if they don’t fit and you like the style I’ll try to find them in the next size,” giggled Emmi as she walked away from the dressing room.

Chad tried to say something but no words would leave his lips, though he felt like he should try on the first pair of pants that were at his feet. He unzipped the jeans he was wearing and slid them off so he was just in his shirt and boxers. He picked up the jeans and noticed that they looked pretty small on the waistline.

“How the hell am I supposed to fit in these…?” Chad muttered to himself as he slipped both feet into the jeans and tried to pull them up. They got stuck as he tried to pull them up past his thighs, he tried to force them but still couldn’t.

“Um... Miss I need assistance… these pants don’t fit me…” Chad said as quietly as possible so Emmi could just barely hear him.

“Don’t worry Chad, I’ll grab a couple pair of jeans in the next size and bring them over right away,” Emmi said with a mischievous smile on her face.

What Chad had failed to notice was that his legs and feet had shrunk while his hips had gotten wider which prevented him from pulling up the pair of jeans. He did notice that his butt looked more pronounced in his boxers as he turned to his left to get a side view of himself. It could only be described as what some refer to as a ‘bubble butt’ which he would normally find attractive on a girl’s backside rather than his own. For whatever reason he couldn’t remember not ever having a bubble butt, hell a random girl had complimented on it as they walked towards Buckle. He also loved how smooth his legs were, nothing like a good shave the night before.

As Chad was admiring the subtle changes to his body he had forgotten that Emmi was busy getting him new pants until she knocked on the changing room door. This time he gladly opened up the door a bit and grabbed the new pair of jeans from Emmi.

“Hopefully these will fit you, just call me over if you need anything else” Emmi said as she walked away.

Chad had mumbled a ‘thank you’ as his voice cracked, he didn’t even notice or at least he didn’t seem to care. The only thing that he wanted to do was get the new pair of pants on, which surprisingly they pulled up just fine and felt rather snug on his lower frame. Well except for the crotch region, that was feeling rather tight and uncomfortable.

“Ugh these jeans look amazing but I have like no room for my dick and stuff…” Chad said to himself, sounding very much like a woman.

Thanks to the next couple changes, Chad no longer had that issue as his “stuff” turned into its female counterparts. His boxers which had been scrunched up by the jeans had changed into a lacy pair of panties. Chad was again busy admiring himself in the mirror and making comments about how great his butt looked in the jeans and how he hoped Michael would like it. That last thought didn’t even seem to faze him as his flat stomach had started to gain a bit of mass and extending forward, almost making him look like he had a good amount of fat in his stomach region.

As the rest of Chad’s body slimmed down into feminine proportions layers of fatty tissue had piled up giving him a slightly ‘chunky’ appearance. Even his face had gotten some roundness as his lips plumped up while being covered in cherry red lip gloss. Chad looked at herself in the mirror and made a cute pouty face as she noticed something was missing. She made a mental note that it wasn’t her hair because she had always kept it just at her shoulders and slightly curly at the tips and everything else about her body looked normal except for that one missing piece.

“Boobs!” she shouted in glee and quickly felt embarrassed for announcing to the entire store her missing features.

It was with the announcement of that word that had set off the final piece in this unwanted transformation. In a matter of seconds Chad had gone from flat as a board to having big prominent breast straining his shirt to its limits. Of course this was nothing new to her, all the women in her family were on the busty side of the spectrum. The shirt she had been wearing had altered so a bra was able to form to contain her new assets and change to match the pants she was wearing.

The transformation was done and Chad now Cecilia took one last look at herself in the mirror before deciding that the jeans Emmi picked out specifically for her were worthy of her purchase. She grabbed the pair of pants from the dressing room floor and walked out with a smile on her face.

“I can only assume with that big of a smile you like the jeans?” Emmi asked as she too smiled and walked Cecilia over to the register to get her checked out.

While Cecilia was standing by the register waiting, Michael had walked up from behind her and placed a couple of printed tees onto the counter. Both smiled at each other as if nothing was wrong, it was always as if they were a couple who were out just casually shopping. Emmi quickly got the clothes rung up and Cecilia paid with a credit card. It only took less than a minute for Emmi to bag the pair of jeans and shirts in a nice plastic bag and handing it off to its new owners.

“Have a nice day!” giggled Emmi as she watched the two walk out of the store. “That’ll teach them not to play that ridiculous game in this store ever again.”