AN: I apologize for how long this chapter took for me to finish and upload. Here is Shawn's gender shift chapter. Next is going to be Werewolf! Shawn.
Shawn was just waking up from a nice dream of dancing pineapples and a prince named Lassiter. He climbed out of bed with a yawn, rubbing his hand through his head full of hair too tired to notice that his hair was much silkier than normal, and much softer. He also didn't notice that his shirt was tighter around his chest than when he had fallen asleep the night before.
Shawn reached into his bag, grabbing out a worn blue t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans. With another yawn, he pulled his shirt off and the small pressure he felt on his chest slowly faded causing him to blink in confusion. Something wasn't right. Something was very strange. His chest felt very cold, exposed.
Scratching his head, he headed over to the mirror on the wall. He stared at his reflection and blinked. Once it registered in his mind, his hazel eyes widened and a yelp of shock left his lips.
Shawn slid to his knees in front of the mirror, his hands gripping his softer hair tightly. His mouth was agape and his green eyes were wide in shock and confusion.
"Shawn! What's - "Gus rushed through the door to the guest bedroom he let his best friend use after he was released from the hospital. He had been alarmed by Shawn's scream, which had echoed throughout his home. Gus's eyes widened at the sight before him.
"S-Shawn...what happened?" His widening brown eyes moved to Shawn's chest, which was still exposed and very female, making Shawn squirm uncomfortably and cover his chest with his arms, his cheeks flaring. Gus slowly blinked not believing his eyes. When his eyes opened Shawn looked completely normal, chest still exposed but not female at all. Shawn looked partly relieved and partly disappointed with the disappearance of his feminine chest, the latter going unnoticed by Gus.
"Well, I'm normal now." Shawn said blush starting to fade. He started to get up but Gus blocked the way with his arms folded across his chest.
"I come in here and you are a girl and then you're suddenly not," Gus said recovering from shock. "You need to start from the beginning Shawn. How in the world did this happen?" Shawn looked away before mumbling intelligibly.
"What did you say?" Gus asked looking slightly worried.
"I said that I dreamt that I was a girl. Well, I was a princess and Lassie was a prince and he rescued me from an evil wizard that kinda looked like my dad." Shawn rambled.
"Wait a minute you dreamed that you were a girl, a princess mind you, and when you woke up you really were a girl? I can't believe you would actually have a dream about being female Shawn! That's, that's just odd even for you." Gus said in exasperation. Shawn rolled his eyes.
"Oh, come on Gus," Shawn bemoaned." I've had dreams about pineapples wearing tutus dancing the Merengue and you didn't think they were all that weird and you're telling me my dream of being a girl is weird?" Shawn said in irritation. "Just leave me alone, please." Shawn mumbled still annoyed.
"I was going to skip out of my company retreat but since you want me to leave you alone I think I will go. My phone will be off and I won't be back in two weeks. "Gus spat but before he stormed out of the room Gus turned back to Shawn and said, "Why don't you go bug Lassiter instead." Gus offered still seething in anger. Shawn let out a soft whine when Gus was out of earshot. His eyes started to fill with tears and his form started changing with his increasing sadness. After slipping on his shirt, whimpering at the return of the tightness of a feminine chest, he pulled on a baggy grey hoodie which hid his feminine form. Gus was already gone by the time Shawn got into the living room so he started walking to the station because his bike was at his apartment and the SBPD was closer.
Usually Shawn was able to calm himself rather quickly; however, today it was not the case. The closer he got to the station the worse his sadness became. Upon arrival the first person Shawn saw was Lassiter and sniffling he made his way across the room to his Lassie.
"Lassie." Shawn murmured softly. Lassiter was startled by how broken the younger man sounded.
"Spencer," Lassiter breathed, "What's wrong? What happened?" Lassiter eyed Shawn critically, taking in the redness of Shawn's eyes and the flushed look of his face. 'What the hell happened?' Lassiter thought. 'I thought Guster was going to stay with him since Spencer just got out of the hospital yesterday.'
"Gus left." Shawn said averting his gaze. Lassiter frowned at this.
"He left." Lassiter deadpanned. "Did he drop you off here?" Carlton asked. Shawn shook his head with a sob. Carlton wrapped his arms around the smaller man pulling him close. He blinked when he noticed what he did without thinking. 'Thank god no one saw that; I have a reputation to uphold.' Lassiter thought. "It's pretty warm outside Spencer. Why are you wearing that hoodie?" Lassiter asked causing the psychic to freeze.
Shawn averted his gaze before answering the detective. In a low tearful voice Shawn said one word, "Boobs." Carlton blinked in confusion.
"Excuse me Spencer but I don't think I heard you right." Lassiter stated frowning. Shawn squirmed under the detective's intense gaze before stepping back away from the older man. Shakily Shawn grabbed a hold of the zipper of his hoodie before pulling it down and shrugging the baggy garment off. The older man's eyes widened at the sight. It was not every day that your MALE co-worker sprouts female parts. Carlton peeled his gaze away from the man with a slight blush. Shawn too was blushing this was such an awkward moment. The detective coughed effectively breaking the awkward silence. "Is that the only part that changed or?" The older man trailed off red faced and averting his gaze. Shawn choked and his eyes widened.
"Uhh," Shawn started, "well I haven't really checked that." Shawn murmured face equally as red. 'I want to change back' Shawn thought desperately. 'This is so awkward, so embarrassing. Shawn let out a relieved sigh when he felt the tightness leave him and Lassiter blinked in surprise because Spencer no longer looked like a girl. 'Even as a girl he's still pretty cute.' Lassiter's eyes widened when he realized what he just thought. Shaking his head the detective looked back towards the young pseudo psychic.
"I think you should get checked out Spencer." Lassiter said. "That isn't normal but this is you we're talking about." He suggested. Shawn nodded but looked worried.
- About 45 minutes later after a few tests: Doctor's office exam room 3 -
"That's odd." The elderly doctor, Joshua Cypress, said.
"What? What is it?" Shawn asked frantically. The doctor looked as though he was at a loss for words but spoke up a few seconds later.
"It appears as though the cells that make up your body as well as your chromosomes are in a constant state of change." Doctor Cypress stated sounding puzzled but intrigued.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Shawn asked with a frown of confusion.
The doctor sighed. "How should I put this? While your cells seem to be in constant change like they are super-charged, your chromosomes appear to be male one second and female the next. Also your hormones appear to be changing as well. I believe the change reflects your emotional level. As you started to panic when we asked your friend to stay in the waiting room, your form started to change. That is when I chose to check out your hormone levels. I believe that when you get highly frustrated or anxious you can't stop yourself from shifting. However, I also believe that you may be able to shift when you want, but of course you need practice to control your emotions." Dr. Cypress said. Shawn nodded slightly.
"I guess that kind of makes sense in a weird way." Shawn said. "So I just have to control my emotions more and that should make it easier right?" He asked.
"In theory, yes it is only speculation because I have never seen anything like this before in all my 78 years of work. Remember, I said that you may be able to control it.
- After a few years of practice Shawn was able to control his shifts just not when he was completely stressed or someone scare the scrap out of him – Here is an extra scene:
Shawn was looking through files at Lassiter's desk, head down and completely unaware of his surroundings when someone grabbed him by the shoulder. Shawn jumped almost two feet in the air shifting into a girl in midair. He spun around eyes wide and hand pressed against his wildly beating heart. Recognition filled those expressive green eyes.
"Jesus, Lassie you scared the crap out of me." Shawn gasped. Lassiter just smirked in response glad that two years ago Shawn told him the truth, he's not psychic just a better detective.
AN: Next Chapter is the final chapter of The Transformation of Shawn Spencer. In that one Shawn will become a werewolf. Have not started on this yet but have some ideas.