I look at my reflection again. I’m definitely shorter. My hair has gotten longer, and it goes down a couple inches past my shoulders now. My face seems even softer now. My lips, and eyes are bigger too, but I don’t actually look all that different in my face. Definitely more feminine. My chest is probably what shocks me the most, last night was just a tiny difference, but these are like, tits. I have tits. Perky tits actually, and they’re definitely a B-cup too. My nipples are bigger, and they’re hard right now too. My waist is even more slender, and my muscle there has turned to just nice flat abs. I pull down my panties to assess the damage. My cock is probably only 3 inches max, and it’s hard as a rock too. I turn around and my ass has gotten even bigger, and rounder. I thought I had a feminine butt before, but now, Jesus this is a fucking bubble butt. I can’t stop swearing to myself, I’m almost hyperventilating. I catch my breath, eventually doing deep breaths that calm me down.
I grab a pair of pants, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt, but the pants don’t fit around my hips anymore, my hips are too big. All my pants are the same size too, none of them fit, after trying on three pairs I see that a pair of Claire’s yoga pants have somehow ended up in my pants drawer. Without thinking, I put them on just to have something to cover myself with. I put on the t-shirt, and my hard nipples poke right through it, so I cover myself up more with the sweatshirt. I poke my head out the door, I don’t think Claire is home. I walk out into the hallway, I feel dizzy, and I don’t know what the hell to do now. Do I go to the hospital, do I go the school medical wing? Suddenly, I hear Claire’s door open. I run towards the living room, but I fall because my feet have gotten smaller and I’m not used to it.
“Hey! Are you alright?” Claire asks and she runs towards me and helps me up. She looks at my face, and says, “Oh wow, this worked a lot quicker than I expected.”
“What? What do you mean?” I say to her, perplexed but also angry because I feel a sense that I know what may have happened. My voice still sounds weird, it’s not mine, it sounds more like a woman’s voice.
“Well, think about it for a second.” Claire says, looking straight into my eyes.
My mind feels like it’s about to explode. I’m bombarded with emotions and questions, and overwhelmed with confusion and… anger I think? “Claire, did you do this to me? Did you..are you turning me into--” the hyperventilating starts coming again, and I pass out.
As I sleep, I have a dream again. It starts out the same as the last one. I’m walking down the road, until I see a sex shop, and then I go inside. However, this time, rather than buying a dildo I go behind the counter. From there, I walk through a doorway into a corridor with several small dimly lit rooms with curtains in front of them. I go into one of the rooms and sit down in a chair. There is a hole in each wall in the little room, and from each of them comes a cock. I grab the cocks to my left and right, and start jacking them off. Then, I look down at the cock in front of me. It was a little glistening bead of delicious looking precum.