MS Magical Touch: Vol.2 Ch.21 Sam’s Struggles To Keep His Masculine Side.

Sam's phone buzzed.

"Oh? I hope that's Mark."

He picked up his phone and saw 15 messages from Mark that he had missed.

"Shit. He's been texting me since 4 a.m."

Mark 4:03 a.m.: [Dude! Me and Dawson snagged ourselves some chicks. You want in?]

Mark 4:17 a.m.: [Hey man. I'm getting a blow job from this sexy Asian chick. She is going to town. You're missing out, dude.]

Mark 4:30 a.m.: [Last chance before I ditch these chicks. You sure you don't want a piece of the action?]

Mark 5:30 a.m.: [Well, you missed out. I'll look into that guy when I get home. I'm going to sleep now. Goodnight. ]

Mark 9:40 a.m.: [Okay. So I found out the name of this dude you wanted me to look up. His name is Lucas Smith. And he's a masseuse who lives at 5659 Maple Rd. Do you want me to join you in kicking the crap out of this guy?]

Sam paused for a moment, and the thought of being in the same room with Lucas was making his crotch wet.

"F-Fuck. What is going on with me? Get a hold of yourself."

He shook his head, and the image of Lucas fucking him filled his mind.

"Damn it. Focus. Just focus."

He took a few deep breaths, and his rational side returned before responding to Mark.

[Nah. I'll deal with him myself. But I'll text you if I need help. ]

Sam then tried to put his phone in his pocket, but realized he was wearing a dress.

"Ugh. Damn it. Does chicks' clothing really not have pockets? How the fuck do they carry their shit—" Sam paused as he answered his own question when he remembered purses. And the thought of having a purse that matched his dress made him excited.

'GAH!? S-Stop it! I'm a guy! Purses are lame and stupid! B-But I need to put my phone somewhere...'

He looked everywhere in his apartment for anything. He has a briefcase and a backpack, but he thought it would clash with his style, and he had nowhere to put his phone until he noticed his cleavage.

"Well. Fuck it. My phone is small enough. This will have to do for now."

He shoved his phone in his cleavage a little too roughly, which caused the top button to pop open, revealing more skin.

"F-Fuck." Sam quickly rebuttoned the dress. "I need to be careful."

Then his phone buzzed again, sending shivers down his spine.

"G-Guess Mark responded. I-I check it later. I need to head out and confront that piece of shit who turned me into a girl."

Sam had no idea that the vibrations were causing his crotch to become wet, and his pussy was ready for action.

"W-Well. Better head out."

Sam was about to leave the apartment, but stopped.

"Wait. I need my wallet and keys. Where are they?"

He found them in his dirty pants in the bathroom.

"Damn. I have no pockets... I guess I'll buy a purse on my way... This is so annoying. But whatever."

Sam quickly left the apartment and headed outside. He knew there were a few stores on the way to Lucas's place. So he decided to stop by the store and pick up a purse.

As Sam was walking to the store, he felt eyes on him, and it was making him nervous. He noticed that his hips swayed way more, and his breasts bounced. Plus, the people were staring at him.

"Ugh. This is so embarrassing. Damn it. A-At least I don't look like my old self, so no one will recognize me."

Sam was blushing, and his heart was racing. He was also aware of how the sun was shining down on his body, and he felt nice and warm.

"F-Fuck. I feel nice."

It was the first time Sam was enjoying being a woman, and his body was loving it.

"A-Anyway. Better focus on getting my body back to normal."

Sam was heading into the store.

"Oh! Good morning, ma'am. Can I help you with anything today?"

A female clerk said as she greeted Sam.

"Uh. Sure. I need a purse."

"Great. What are you looking for?"

"Well. Something simple. I'm not really a purse kind of guy."

The cashier was confused by Sam's Freudian slip.

"G-Girl! I'm not really a purse kind of girl!" Sam stammered.

"O-Okay. Well, I have a few purses that are in our clearance section. Come with me."

"Thanks."

Sam was following the cashier to the clearance section. And his body was shivering as all the accessories started to grab his attention.

"Here. These are a few purses that are cheap but still stylish."

"Oh, cool. Let's see."

Sam was checking out the selection. And his mind was thinking that they were all cute.

"Hmm. This is cute. Oh. And this one. Hmm."

The clerk was watching her act like a teenager, and she smiled.

"Are you shopping to show off to your boyfriend or something?"

"Huh?"

Sam was confused, and he stopped looking at the purses.

"Oh. You just had that look like you are getting ready for a date or something."

"I-I'm just shopping for myself. I've had a hard couple of days and need a pick-me-up." Sam tried to lie.

"Oh. Well. You have a nice figure. You can pull off any purse you want."

Sam blushed, and his body was heating up.

"R-Really? Thanks. I'm not really into fashion."

"Huh? I think your outfit says otherwise. It's very stylish. Your boyfriend must be pretty lucky."

"I-I'm not dating anyone. It's just a dress my friend left behind."

"Oh. Well, you can tell she has good taste. Here. This one is the best."

The clerk handed him a white purse that had a cute design.

"Oh. Wow. It's cute." Sam squealed, then he realized he was acting like a chick. "I mean. Cool."

"Haha. You are funny. How is a woman like you single?"

"W-Well. It's complicated."

The cashier gave her a knowing look.

"Yeah. I've been there."

Sam sighed, "I doubt that, but thanks."

"Well. I think you'll love this purse, and it's a good brand. You will never regret buying it."

"I'll take it."

"Great. And let me guess. You are also looking for some lingerie. Because you are a gorgeous, sexy woman, and your boyfriend or whoever is going to love you in lingerie."

"I-I'll have to take a raincheck on that."

Sam was nervous.

"Alright. Then, how about a necklace? I noticed that you had an eye for this section of the store."

"Y-Yeah. It's kind of nice. But I'm not going to a fancy place."

"Hmm. I think I have the perfect necklace for you. Give me a second."

The clerk went and grabbed a simple silver necklace with a diamond on the end.

"Here. This is the one. Trust me."

Sam was looking at the necklace, and it was really beautiful.

"It's nice. How much?"

"500 Dollars. But we have a program that lets you try it out for a week, and if you don't return it, then your credit card gets charged."

"Wow. Really?"

"Yeah. We want our customers to love what they buy."

"How much would it cost if I keep it?"

"It will be 500 dollars plus taxes."

"And you're not bullshitting me?"

"Nope. We have the best customer service."

Sam didn't know why but he was digging the idea of trying out the necklace.

"Fine. I'll try it out. I'm not paying for it unless I like it."

"Sure."

The clerk rang him up, and she handed him the necklace.

"You're all set."

"Cool. Thanks."

"No problem. And I hope that guy makes you happy."

"Huh?"

"That guy who's the reason why you're getting all dolled up."

Sam started blushing while trying to come up with an excuse.

"N-No. It's not what you think."

"Hey. No need to lie. I totally understand."

"I-I'm not. There's this guy I'm meeting and—I don't know why I'm telling you this. This is crazy."

"Hey. Don't worry. I'm not going to tell anyone. My lips are sealed. And hey. I hope it goes well."

'Yeah, I hope I can make that jerk pay for what he did to me. He is going to fucking regret changing my gender.'

Sam was trying to get angry but when the image of Lucas popped in his head his heart fluttered.

'Damn it. I can't get mad at him. It's his fault!... And if a was a guy, I would beat him up! How did I get myself into this mess? That dick. He's the reason why I have tits. FUCK! And I'm still a man deep down.'

Sam's emotions were going haywire, and he was trying his best to focus on his revenge.

"Well, thank you for shopping with us. Hope everything works out."

The clerk waved goodbye, and Sam left the store.

"What am I doing? I'm a man. A real man."

Sam was trying his best to remind himself, but he was having a hard time convincing himself when his hips swayed with each step in his high heels.

"Ugh. Fuck it. Whatever. Just focus on revenge. That's the important thing. And—"

Sam pulled out the necklace from his new purse, and he put it around his neck.

"Oh. Wow. This is nice."

The cool metal was against his skin, and the diamond was between his breasts.

"It feels... Good. I-I wonder what it would feel like if I had more jewelry."

Sam was thinking about the other jewelry he saw at the store and how his body would react.

"No. Focus. I can't let some jewelry get in the way. But... It feels nice... Maybe just a bracelet or two."

Sam was fighting with himself, but his rational side was losing.

"Oh! What's this? A store. It's a women's store. I don't know what they specialize in, but they have some nice jewelry. I'll just take a quick peek."

Sam walked inside, and he was greeted with a pleasant scent.

"Hello. Welcome. Are you looking for anything in particular?"

A female sales associate came over and greeted him.

"Hi. I'm just looking."

"Oh. Okay. Well. If you need anything, just let me know."

"Thanks."

"Have a wonderful day."

"You too."

Sam looked around the store, and he was fascinated by all the clothes.

"Wow. These clothes are nice. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I would love to have some of this stuff."

His feminine side was in control, and his rational side was fading.

"Okay. Calm down. Just look around."

Sam walked around the store, and his body was shivering.

"Wow. So many things."

He was in the lingerie section, and his heart was racing.

"I-I'm not getting that. N-No way."

"Was there something that caught your eye?"

The same sales associate came back.

"N-No. Nothing."

"Well. Are you sure? You look like you have good taste. Here."

She handed him a sexy red bra.

"O-Oh. It's nice."

"You can go try it on in the changing room. And here."

She handed him red panties.

"Oh."

Sam was stunned, and his heart was racing.

"Plus, this belt would work out so well with your figure. Come. Let me take you to the changing room."

"Um. Sure."

Sam was blushing, and he followed the woman to the changing room.

"Here. You can have a seat while you get changed."

She motioned to the bench in the changing room.

"Okay. Thanks."

Sam closed the door, and he was alone.

"Okay. What the hell was I thinking? I can't buy this stuff."

Sam looked at the bra and panties.

"They look expensive."

His rational side was in control and was telling him that it was a bad idea.

"And they won't look good on me," Sam said, but when his fingers touched the quality fabric. His body shivered. "Wow. This is soft. It feels really good. M-Maybe I'll see if it looks good on me first. Then once I'm a guy again. I could get another chick to wear it."

Sam was justifying his actions, and he quickly started getting undressed.

"Oh. Wow."

Once he was completely naked, his body was shivering.

"It feels so surreal. But I'm really a girl. My body is so soft."

Sam was touching his hips and chest.

"S-Stop it, Sam. You can do this after you become a guy again."

Sam grabbed the panties and pulled them up his legs.

"Oh. Wow."

The smooth fabric was sliding against his soft skin, and his heart was pounding.

"I-It's a little tight. But... Wow."

The panty was hugging his butt, and his pussy wasn't completely covered.

"Okay. Now for the bra."

He grabbed the red bra and was stunned by the quality.

"This is so soft."

His mind was blank as he slowly put the bra on.

"Okay. Wow. My tits look bigger. And... Fuck. It feels so nice."

The bra was supporting his boobs, and the bra was hugging his soft breasts.

"O-Oh. I-I might miss this feeling once I'm normal."

He looked in the mirror, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Wow. I'm really pretty. I never knew."

His feminine side was coming to the surface, and he couldn't control himself.

"Maybe I should buy this stuff."

Sam grabbed his dress and put it back on. Once his dress was back on, he grabbed the white leather belt.

"Okay. This is kind of tight."

Sam was struggling to get the belt on his waist as the leather was hugging his body.

"O-Okay. Wow. That was tough."

The belt was hugging his body, and his curves were very noticeable.

"Hmm. It feels good. I guess I can return it if I change back."

Sam's rational side was coming back, and he was able to convince himself.

"Yeah. That's a good plan. And I'm not even going to think about these."

Sam put his old panties and bra in his purse, and he kept the ones he was wearing.

"Okay. I better not waste too much time."

Sam quickly left the changing room, and the sales associate came over.

"I found these platinum bracelets that would go so well with your outfit. You're such a sexy woman. I'm sure any guy would be lucky to have you."

"If you say so?"

"Of course. Here. Try this one."

The sales associate placed a bracelet on Sam's wrist, and he gasped. They fit him perfectly, and his body was shivering.

"How did you—"

"You're a very beautiful woman. I can tell when you find the right accessories."

"Really? Well, I guess that's why you work here."

"That's a very good way to think of it."

"Okay. How much are these?"

"Come to the register so we can ring you up."

"Okay."