Redd stood in the alleyway of the bustling city that was his home, listening to the cars that passed by as he waited for his dealer to stop by with the goods he wanted. As he waited, he heard a voice cry out above the traffic, hitting his ear. "Help! I need help!" it cried, desperation plaguing its tone. As he registered the words, the thought of helping them creeped into his brain. After all, it was the right thing to do... right? Nah, he overruled himself, no need to bring any unwanted attention to him. That would only cause trouble. He waited in silence for a minute longer, his brain still lingering on the voice. But these thoughts would soon be distracted by changes that would alter his outlook on the situation.

Redd felt a strange sensation spread across his hand, as if something had been slipped over it. It felt soft, almost like a cloth of some kind. As he glanced to see just what that sensation was, shocked to find that a white glove was extending down his forearm. He stared at it in shock, baffled as to how the cloth material could seemingly materialize out of nothing. He glanced down at his body to see that it too was changing, but before he could assess any important details he was hit with a major headache that caused him to wince in pain and grab his head.

He groaned as his body cracked and shifted, a cloud descending over his mind and preventing him from registering the changes. Unbeknownst to him, his shoulders were growing slimmer, his waist growing daintier, and his arms growing more slender. A pair of lumps budded from his check with a pleasurable jiggle, the breasts inflating as grew to a healthier size. His jacket sleeves began to retract as it seemed to unravel from his being, revealing smooth, hairless arms that looked like they belonged to a woman rather than a man. By the second, his body was becoming more and more womanlike.

His deep red hair was also beginning to alter, growing in length as the namesake color drained into a pale blond hue that tied itself into two twin strands. His face was assaulted with a variety of feminizing changes, growing softer in appearance as it changed to match his growingly effeminate body. A gold mask appeared around her eyes, beginning the creation of a uniform that would soon become familiar to the soon-to-be woman. Both his shirt and pants began to lighten, shifting from hues of grey to pure white much like the color of his gloves. His shoes shifted into a pair of heeled boots, their golden color matching his mask. A hole lined with gold trim opened in his uniform, exposing some of his ample cleavage to the world. One of the last changes to come would be the formation of golden trunks around his hips along with a golden star fastening itself to her hair, something that would soon become his namesake.

Throughout the duration of his transformation, the cloud that had descended over his head was having a constant battle with his morality. What had he been in this alley for? Buying drugs? No, superheroes didn't buy drugs, they prevented them! This peppy attitude that protested all the wrongdoings of Redd began to permeate his being, altering his personality from a no-good fiending crook to a super-cool superhero, just like she was supposed to be! Wait, she? In between the mental battle, Redd's manhood was pulled at slowly but surely, shrinking until it had inverted into the opposite gender. The more she thought about it, the more she remembered. Of course she was a girl, she had been her whole life. But she wasn't just any girl. She was Stargirl, the sworn protected of her city! How could she forget?

As the changes came to a close, the only thing left where Redd once stood was a cheery superhero with a crime-fighting itch. The desperate call for help hit her ears once again, and Stargirl knew exactly what she needed to do. She lifted herself off the ground, taking to the sky to save the desperate civilian who was begging for her help. After all, it was the right thing to do!