With a surpising force, Tiffany slammed the door to her bedroom and headed towards her standing mirror. Handling the soft fabric of her pajama bottoms, she attempted to carefully take them off but found that they clung on tight to her body like a second skin. Frustrated, Tiffany pulled with force and managed to break free from the tight silk at the cost of ripping the garments in half, ruining them forever. They were her favorite pair. She cursed under her breath.

Gazing at the mirror now, Tiffany saw her male body and squealed at the sight. It was a lot to take in. By far what stood out the most was the thing that made him different from her.

She knew what it was, and it was bigger than she expected. Poking 'it' out of curiosity, she let out a small cry of shock as it reacted sensitively to her little prod. Covering it with her hands, the woman in a man's body shifted her mind to more pressing thoughts. She was determined to set things straight. It was time to get productive which would require getting 'him' clothed and out the apartment door.

Turning her pink and girly quarters inside out, Tiffany scowered the place for any large garments that might possibly fit her build but came up empty handed. There was only one logical place to check next. Yuri’s room.

The two girls had agreed to respect each other’s right to privacy before moving in together. What she was about to do was a direct violation but Tiffany felt that the bizarre situation warranted the minor transgression.

Entering her roommate’s chambers caused Tiffany to inhale Yuri's familiar and distinctly sweet floral scent which gave her nose a pleasant tickle. It was a little intoxicating as she could feel herself instinctively take a big breath. Yuri always liked to smell nice. Gazing at the seemingly spacious abode, Tiffany made her way past the athletic girl's black yoga mat to the small closet in the back corner.

Opening the sliding doors showcased Yuri’s diverse wardrobe. Tiffany meticulously sorted through her hangers, pulling out anything that seemed like a possible fit. She was beginning to get frustrated. While Yuri was taller and curvier than her, she was still nowhere near the size of her male counterpart. However a gift box in the bottom corner of the little space caught her eye. Reading the card on top she felt a slight glimmer of hope.

To: Big Brother Kwon

From: Baby Sister Yul

Reaching for the container, she opened it to reveal Yuri’s gift for her oppa which was just the thing she needed. Inside were a pair of navy blue jeans and a oversized red hoody that simply read 'Beyond 9' on the front. Carefully placing the box back to where it was originally, she took the clothes in her large hands and headed to her room to try them on.

The sweater was easy to put on and fit nicely on her body. In contrast, the jeans were the exact opposite. It was an intense battle to get them on. She had to muscle her way into them and realized that it would be tedious to get them off. Unfortunately the rough denim was too tight all over, and specifically squeezed her 'junk'. It was extremely awkward and painful to walk, she had to take small strides with her longer legs. Tiffany knew she desperately needed some underwear.

Sifting through the garden of shopping bags from last night's trip to the mall, Tiffany picked out the stores that sold men's apparel ready to return what she had bought for store credit. Confidence was slowly building inside of her as a clear plan materialized in her head. First she would return some of her garments and then she would wish herself back to normal at the mall's fountain.

As she grabbed her shopping bags, a vibration in her room caught her attention. It was her phone which was just at her bedside table. Putting down the bags she picked it up to see a text from Yuri.

Yul: Hey are you ok? Should I come home straight after class?

Yuri was thinking about Tiffany for most of the morning, and now wanted to know whether the supposedly sick girl needed her. They started a little text conversation.

Fany<3: Yeah, I’m just going to sleep in the whole day. Don’t worry about me.

Yul: But I’m ur appa! It's my job to worry.

Fany<3: I’ll be sleeping appa! When will u come home 2day?

Yul: prob after class unless i get caught up in things. get well soon, drink lots of water! <3

Holding her phone, she realized that Yuri would probably freak out if she came home to see a tall and muscular stranger walking around their apartment. 'He' needed a reason to be there. 

Ideas ran through her mind. Should her male form be her boyfriend? No, Yuri knew about Jessica. There was only one seemingly logical alternative.

Fany<3: Hey yul, my oppa's going to come by to look after me.

Yul: ?..when did you have an oppa?

Fany<3: He was in the army so I didn't really talk about him. Anyways he'll probably be here when you come home. I hope thats ok!

Yul: K thats fine.

Tiffany wanted to reassure her.

Fany<3: He looks like me. Here's i'll send you a photo of him.

With that she used her amazing selca taking skills and sent Yuri a photo of her male persona.

Yul: wow he's good looking!

The comment caused Tiffany to blush a little. Yuri's sudden interest in 'him' caught her off guard. Shaking it off, she got back on task.

Throwing on the biggest pair of slippers in the house, which were fuzzy and pink, Tiffany made her way out the door with a handful of receipts and bags in both hands. Thankfully she had a car in the apartment garage which would save her some humilation as she ventured into the world with her ridiculous looking outfit.

On the other hand, it was impossible for her to hide his attire as she walked through the mall. The girl tried her best to blend in like a normal man on a Thursday morning, but with furry pink slippers and skin-tight jeans on, it was near impossible. It didn't help that h 'package' was bulging out so she had to awkwardly stick his back to keep it from being too noticeable. She wondered if other guys had these problems. Ahjumma's at the mall for a morning walk seemed to like the sight of the young man, as they walked by giving playful giggles and snickers. Little did Tiffany know that her shapely bottom was just as appealing to some women as her forward bulge.

With haste, Tiffany’s headed to the nearest store on her list. Needless to say the saleswoman was bewildered at the sight of the handsome man with the crotch emphasizing pants and pink slippers. She did her best to remain professional and after taking Tiffany through the normal return procedures, she picked out some menswear and left the first store overwhelmed with relief. She had walked away with a pair of comfortable jeans and some boxers that actually allowed her manly package to breathe. Heading from store to store, she continued to collect garments until she had a full outfit with extras for insurance. Each stop provided her with physical and emotional comfort. At this point she needed every shred of it to keep her mindset positive.

Exiting the last store of the day, she now had a fresh pair of sneakers that would hopefully last her a good while. With great care, she packed the possessions she had taken from the apartment back into the safety of her shopping bags. Dropping everything off in her car, she headed to the food court for a quick lunch before stopping by the wishing fountain. The busy shopper was famished. 

Making her way through the mall for a second time, Tiffany noticed that it was now getting busier as it reached the lunch hour. Heading to the loudest corner of the building she could immediately smell the fried foods, burgers and melted cheese wafting in the air. She knew she had arrived at the right place. 

Her stomach which was roaring in hunger now bellowed in confusion, as she eyed all the options available to her. Everything looked so good and Tiffany, who normally had control over her appetite, felt the urge to eat everything. Maybe her transformation made her feel differently towards certain things. She wasn't quite sure.

Deciding between fried chicken or a big juicy burger, Tiffany chose the latter of the two. Ordering the fast food chain's famous sandwich she made sure to get a larger side of fries and rationalized it by saying that her bigger male body would need more fuel. 

After paying for her grub, she took her food tray carefully walked in-between the cramped aisles of eaters looking for a seat. After a few minutes she saw a free chair at a two seater table and noticed that it was occupied by a very pretty long light brown haired girl. She was happily reading a book while sipping on a carton of skim milk, lost in her own little world. Getting a closer look Tiffany realized that it was someone familiar.

Approaching the table she asked, “Is this seat taken?”

Turning, Seohyun stared at the handsome man with uninterested and innocent eyes. She was surprised at the sudden interruption, and was a little bewildered by his presence. Putting down her textbook she politely nodded and said, "No it's not taken. Feel free to sit down." Courteously she made room for the new guest. 

Seohyun was what many would consider to be a model citizen. The girl had morals, worked hard in everything and strived for greatness. However she had one flaw which was being a little too perfect. Throughout her school life people would call her an alien from outer space because she wasn't capable of making mistakes or being impulsive. Out of jealousy her peers for being a nerd and called her the next Mother Theresa. Seohyun never understood why it was a big deal to have or to be in a relationship. Those were things that she could put on hold. However the girl was friendly and polite and her mature outlook made her fit in with the kind-hearted girls which included Tiffany.

Making herself at home, Tiffany wanted to chat but remembered her friend's disinterest in men. Trying to play it cool, she sat there minding her own business but it didn't matter because the reader was completely entranced by the book she held in her hands. It was an awkward little situation. 

Tiffany ate her french fries one at a time, carefully planning her method of attack. Nobody on this planet knew that 'he' was Tiffany. She had brief ideas of pulling a prank on her friend, but thought better of it. This angel was far too innocent to be taken advantage of. Instead she decided to use her prior experience with Seohyun to her advantage and make a friend for her new identity. Taking a sip of cola, she collected her thoughts and found a good topic of conversation as the younger girl briefly showed the cover of her thick book.

Tiffany used her masculine voice and smoothly said, “Introduction to Political Science? I've taken that course before.”

Hearing him, Seohyun put down her book and peered at him. She could tell that the man wanted to socialize and decided that the polite thing to do was to chat. Still it made her feel a little uneasy as he was a stranger, and a male one at that. If only she knew that it was really her beloved Tiffany unnie talking to her.

“...Yeah, I’m taking the introduction to it. My friend recommended the course for me,” she said rather shyly, testing the social waters.

Tiffany nodded her head and asked, “Mr.Peterson’s class?”  Seohyun raised her eyebrows in surprise, but Tiffany was aware of her political science class since she was the friend that recommended it.

Nonetheless, Seohyun felt a little more comfortable now that she learned that he was a student which meant that they could talk about a shared experience. From there Tiffany used her natural charm to engage in more conversation. After several minutes, Seohyun began to perk up with interest and was actually becoming engaged with her guest. 

Shifting the conversation away from formal school related topics while politely eating her food, Tiffany cleverly shifted the conversation to another one of Seohyun's interests. Keroro. She chatted about how excited she was for the next movie.

Seohyun's innocent eyes sparkled as she clasped her hands together in excitement and asked, "You like Keroro too?!"

Tiffany gave her best eye-smile and replied, "Yeah it reminds me of my childhood."

"Me too!!!" she happily replied.

Seohyun was now positive that the two would be great friends. It was rare to find someone else who liked Keroro at their age. To her, the boy was totally friendly and harmless.

The two continued to converse, touching on a bunch of 'Seohyun' topics like academics, children's cartoons, movies and classical music until they reached a little silence which provided a perfect segway for formal introductions.

Seohyun took the initiative and offered her feminine hand. “I’m Seohyun by the way. First year student.”

Tiffany paused, realizing that she hadn’t named her male alter ego. Scanning her brain for ideas, the mental search came up blank. Looking behind Seohyun she saw an elderly couple holding two ‘Tim Mortons’ coffee cups and a light bulb flicked on in her head.

The man gave a big eye-smile and firmly shook her soft hand with his larger one. “My name’s Timothy. It’s nice to meet you Seohyun.”

Shifting away from the conversation, Tiffany happily continued to eat her unhealthy meal. Seohyun was no longer interested in her book and decided it would be more polite to join him.

The girl wanted to make an impression on Timothy. She remembered how Tiffany and her other unnies always laughed at her for being uninterested in boys. This was her chance to make a friend from the opposite that had always puzzled her. It would be a good learning experience.

With hesitation she offered an olive branch to her kind-looking peer, “Would you like some of my sweet potato?”

Tiffany watched as she reached into her large and cute purse, pulling out a clear plastic bag filled with baked gogumas. The action almost caused Timothy to choke on a pickle. Seohyun was always quite protective of her sweet potatoes so Tiffany took it as a great compliment that the girl wanted to share. 

“I’ll just have a small piece.”

With a hint of sadness, Seohyun ripped a decent bit off of a large goguma, which she offered to Timothy. He ate it with an eye-smile which made the girl opposite to her happy. It wasn't so bad sharing her prized possession as long as the other person enjoyed it.

Looking at his happy face, the innocent girl realized who Timothy reminded her of. The resemblance was uncanny.

“You look a lot like a friend of mine, except she’s a girl."

Again the woman in a man's body struggled to hold back her mental laugh at her friend's epiphany. “I get that a lot. Tiffany right?”

With a perplexed face the first-year asked, “You know Tiffany?”

“Oh you could say that,” this time she couldn’t hold her laughter in and chuckled. Seohyun shrugged it off and was now eyeing the fast-food meal just below Timothy.

Making a worried pout she stated, “Oh, you shouldn’t eat that.”

“Eat what?”

“Hamburgers and French fries.”

Tiffany had heard this lecture before and played along, allowing the girl to share an omen of certain death from heart disease and the like.

Moving past that, the two of them continued to converse as Seohyun felt like she had made a new friend.

After finishing her meal, Tiffany went to throw out the trash from their meal, which included the goguma skins from Seohyun's lunch. When she returned to the table, the girl with the light brown hair was now on the phone chatting with a friend, totally engaged in the conversation.

“Unnieeee, I’m at the food court with a boy I just met. We’re near the back corner. Do you want to come join us for a bit before we leave for class?”

Tiffany heard a muffled reply but somehow made it out.

“Your with a boy? No way! You're playing a trick on me aren't you?”

“No I'm not unnie!" Seohyun puffed her cheeks at her friends disbelief in her words, which were always honest. "Is it that surprising that I'm with a boy?"

Tiffany heard a laugh on the other line.

A little upset, Seohyun furrowed her brow and said, "Well he’s really nice and I think he's totally your type." 

Again Tiffany overheard the voice on the other line and couldn't help but notice that it sounded very familiar.

“YAH do you even know what my type is...is he hot at least?”

Seohyun glanced at Timothy's muscular and broad upper body, moving up until she met Timothy's deep brown eyes gazing at her with interest. Darting away from his piercing stare, she realized that her heart was racing. It puzzled her.

The voice on the phone checked on the girl. "Hello, Seohyun?"

Confused and irritated by her friend's impatience she blurted, “I don't know what you think is hot!"

The person on the other line was speechless at her little outburst.

Seohyun calmed herself down. "Unnie just come here and I’ll introduce you to him. We're by the coffee shop.”

With that Tiffany watched as they exchanged goodbyes. Snapping her phone shut, Seohyun informed him that they would be joined by a friend who would arrive very shortly. 

Tiffany couldn't help but ask, “Who's your friend?”

Brushing her long light brown hair aside, the girl gave a smirk and said, “She's a really nice unnie of mine. You might find her a little cold at first but once you get to know her Jessica is really sweet.”

Tiffany froze in place upon hearing the name. She hadn't expected to see the girl that had broken her heart so soon. Certainly not as Timothy.