At The Oscars - Gal Gadot TG TF

 

~Model: Gal Gadot~

Today was the day of the Oscars, and 20 year old Max had been eagerly awaiting the broadcast. He was a big fan of many of the celebrities and was hoping to see his favorites attending. Chief among them was Gal Gadot, the beautiful Israeli actress who had recently played the role of Wonder Woman.

Max was already seated on the couch, eyes glued to the TV as the Oscars began.

A number of different actors and actresses made their appearances on screen, walking down the red carpet as photographers snapped pictures, eager to get the best shots. Occasionally the spotlight would fall on one of the celebrities, and the announcer would speak their name and tell of their achievements. Each time, Max would hold his breath and hope that the highlight would be one of his favorites.

Finally, the moment he had been waiting for arrived. The announcer began to speak the name of the person that Max had been anticipating the most.

"Gal Gadot!"

Max's heart raced as the camera panned to the right to reveal the actress. She was stunning, standing there in a long, sparkling red dress, her beautiful hair down. She flashed a smile and winked at the camera, and then turned to walk down the red carpet.

"Man, I wish I was a famous actor." Max commented to himself. "Making money acting in awesome movies, and being there meeting stars like Gal."

Suddenly a massive blinding flash erupts from the TV, flooding the room and washing over Max. He covered his eyes, and when he looked again he was no longer sitting on the couch. He was standing in the middle of a... red carpet? It took a moment to click, but he quickly realized he was on THE red carpet!

"Whoa, what just happened?" he asked himself as his eyes widened with surprise, as he surveyed his surroundings.

There were various actors and actresses, as well as a number of photographers standing off to the side as they snapped photos at the passing actors. Moments ago he was sitting on his couch, then the weird flash and he found himself here. Had it not been for the frightening strangeness of the whole occurrence he might have been excited. All he could think of was running, sure security would be dragging him off or turning him over to the police the moment they spotted him.

"Shit, need to get out of here!" he thought to himself, as he glanced around, looking for a good place to exit.

As he was about to bolt, a strange feeling seems to come over him. His legs don't seem to respond, despite how much he tries. It was as though he was frozen in fear, though strangely he wasn't feeling as afraid as he was moments prior.

Celebrities and photographers passed by him, seemingly not bothered or confused by his presence which was just as strange. Several notable actresses passed him by, giving him a quick glance and a smile.

"Gal," came a short greeting by actress Scarlett Johansson, making her way down the red carpet.

"Huh?" he uttered, in confusion.

Did she just call him Gal? Maybe he misheard her? Or maybe she wasn't talking to him, but someone behind him?

Max quickly looked over his shoulder, expecting to see Gal Gadot behind him, though no, there didn't seem to be anyone directly behind him.

"Weird..." he thought.

Several photographers notice him standing by himself and approach, clutching cameras to their chests.

"You look amazing today!" says one, a young woman with a wide smile.

"Thanks...?" he says, staring in bewilderment as several more quickly join the others in flocking around him.

"Wow, what an outfit!" another says, holding their camera up. "Would you mind...?"

Now people were asking to take his picture? He wasn't anyone famous, though for some strange reason they were practically lined up to get his picture, and judging by the looks on their faces, excited too.

"Um, okay... sure." he answered, trying to be nonchalant.

"Perfect, let's see that beautiful smile!" one of the photographers chirps, snapping her camera.

SNAP!

Max blinks, cameras flashing in front of him, blinding in their intensity. He squints his eyes at the brightness, and feels an odd feeling seem to come over him, clouding his mind. He tries to focus, to clear the odd feeling from his mind, thinking of his name... Gal. No, that wasn't right... His name was... Gal Gadot? No matter how hard he tried to remember his name, the only thing that came to mind was Gal Gadot. It sounded... right. The name Max had completely escaped him.

The cameras flashed again and again, strange changes beginning to manifest as if influenced by the flashes.

His short brown hair began to grow in length, darkening in color and falling down his back. His skin grows softer, smoother, and silkier as whatever body hair there was shortens before completely vanishing. His hands become smaller, more slender and womanly, with thin fingers and manicured red nails.

It takes him a moment, but he soon notices his hands, his eyes widening in surprise at the bizarre transformation taking place.

"What is happ-"

SNAP!

Max's body changed more and more with each flash of the cameras, his thoughts growing more and more confusing. Why was he just standing here, why was he here? He? His name was Gal Gadot, wasn't it? He knew it was, but that wasn't a guy's name...

Things were becoming more and more confusing. So much so that he had become oblivious to the continuing changes.

His body had begun changing form, bone structure shifting as his body slimmed, taking on a more feminine frame and shape. His hips push outwards, waist squeezing inwards. Muscle seemed to grow weaker, any body fat redirected to his growing ass and thickening thighs.

Always having been tall at 6' 4", Max quickly began losing inches as he shrunk down to a more appropriate 5' 9". Though he soon regained some of his lost height as his shoes morphed into a pair of gold heels, revealing his small delicate feet and manicured red toenails.

The rest of his outfit followed soon after.

His pullover and grey jeans begin to shine, the material changing as they melt together into a single article of clothing. A beautiful red dress takes the place of his former outfit, hugging his feminine form and showing off a daring amount of leg. A ring formed on his finger and a bracelet around his wrist.

SNAP!

Max wasn't exactly sure why these people had been so adamant about taking his picture, but it became more and more obvious to him. He was Gal Gadot, he belonged here on the red carpet.

He couldn't help but smile as they continued to photograph him, pushing the changes further and further towards completion.

A pleasant sensation built in his chest, pushing outwards as two small breasts quickly developed, the nipples becoming erect as he was left with lovely B-cups.

Max blinked as the changes made their way to his face, his eyes changing shape as they shifted in coloration from grey-blue to brown, makeup applying itself and accentuating the emerging beauty. His cheekbones became more pronounced as his chin curved into a softer, more feminine point.

His nose thins, taking on a more elegant appearance as his eyebrows arch into a more attractive shape. His lips curve into a wide smile, growing softer and fuller as they're painted with bright red lipstick.

It wasn't long before his entire face had shifted into that of Gal Gadot, a pair of earrings appearing. In fact, he looked virtually identical to the actress, though there was one last thing...

SNAP!

There was a stirring between his legs, and soon enough a powerful pleasure coursed through him. His mind, thoughts, and personality were shifting more and more into that of the celebrity he was emulating. He could feel her memories entering his mind, as he was slowly but surely being completely and utterly transformed. He couldn't help but smile, staring at the cameras as he began to pose before them.

The pleasure only grew more and more, almost maddening. The small part of Max that was left would have cried out in pleasure, but his shifting identity as Gal Gadot had seemingly taken full control of his body, more focused on the cameras in front her.

His penis shrunk, going completely flaccid as it grew more and more insignificant. At the same time his testicles shriveled, and withered away. The tiny member became extremely sensitive, as it was reduced to a small clit nestled in a forming female sex.

The pleasure was too much. The small part of Max that was still left, struggling hopelessly in confusion, lost all control as the female sex finished forming.

His... no, her mind and body was now a perfect imitation of Gal Gadot. She was Gal Gadot, she had been Gal her entire life. The transformation had finally reached its completion.

"Perfect, perfect!" came the voice of one of the photographers, lowering her camera as she flashed a smile at Gal. "Beautiful!"

"Thank you," Gal smiled, shaking hands with several of the photographers, before they moved on to photograph the other celebrities who had arrived.

Gal turned and began making her way down the red carpet. The ceremony was going to begin soon, and she couldn't wait.