Brandon hated country music, he thought it to be too repetitive, and to all have the same meaning. The only variation in it all was pop country and he didn't much care for it either. He did think that Taylor Swift was ok, he had seen her on SNL and thought she was really funny. He decided to look up a song of hers, Love Story was it's name. He hated to admit it but he didn't really hate it, it didn't sound like all the other country songs that sang about beer and america. He listened to a few others and came to the realization that he had completely misconstrued her to himself. A few minutes passed and he began to feel stinging in his legs, he looked at them and realized that they looked smaller and smoother than they usually looked to him. His feet became smaller and more feminine, he was in wonder as he tried to figure out what was happening to him. He felt a tingle in-between his legs as his penis was sucked inside of him, reached down for it, but only found a tight whole where his member used to be. His hips jutted out a bit as his waist shrunk rapidly, his core hardened and reshaped itself into something much sexier. his whole body was shrinking, especially his once slightly muscular arms, which were now much more slender and griller. His hands shrank and became dainty and feminine, then his shoulders cracked inwards, as his chest developed two small boobs. The changes went to his face and made it much smaller, his lips puffed out a bit, while his nose shrank and perked up a bit. His hair turned from black to blonde and curled as it grew down his back. His clothes melted away and were replaced by a silk deep V and a pair of skinny jeans and some mid-height heals. She stumbled to her bathroom to look herself over, and when she got there she couldn't believe what she saw, "I'm Taylor Swift?" she said in a soft tone as she fainted and fell to the tiled floor.