You gulp down the girly pink drink as though you were not drinking through a straw but directly from the glass. Completly ignorant to the fact that the drink wasn't getting any lower or that you were becoming increasingly more female.
Your body fat disipeared as though someone had shoved a hose in you and sucked it out. Your newly skinny waist then shrunk further as though giant hands were pressing them. Giving to a flat toned feminine tummy which was a stark comarison to your chest and hips.
Speaing of your hips. You shifted in your seat as your ass balloned along with your hips. You rose a few inch's as a womanly rear inflated under you. When it stopped you were now thrree inches higher than when you first sat down. Your wide hips now full capable of carrying triplets with no problem.
Your thighs plumped up with fat and underlying muscle filling the extra large jeans with no trouble. The same handed all the way down your legs until they reached your feet which shrank until the dainty things could have just sliupped out of your boots.
Your arms thinned and your hands became more delicate. Your nails growing four inches. Like the other parts they had a layer of baby fat that gave way to muscle with a flex.
Your hair exploded down your back. Fire red hair flowing down to your female rear. Your face followed as you vaguely felt your lips around the straw blow up a fair size. Big but not so big that it gave men ideas. Your slightly unken cheecks were pushed out as the bones pushed foward giving you full apple cheeks. Your eyes swelled and turned the deepest green that you could possibly imagine. Your neck gained swanlike grace as the changes moved downward again to start work on the most obvious changes.
Obviously the most important differance between a man and a woman had altered but what the barmaid was really focused on was your baggy shir covered chest.
No slow steady groeth for you. Not even a moment for her to put her hands foward to feel the groewth much to her disipointment. One moment you were flat as a pancake and the next moment BA- BOOM you have a rack that outshines hers. The two enormous balls of flesh exploding oot of your shirt with such force it burst off all the top buttons giving the sexy witch a clear view of your Double I cup boobs. All the while your ignorant of your transformation from chubby guy to buxom babe. Mabye because their was as much change going on upstairs as in on your body.
Memory's of being a man were disipearing and being replaced with being as you are. History in your mind altering as little as possible to meet your new body. Including the memory of now were for some reason you were transforming from you into you. Memories of going to the prom with your cousin were replaced with a memory of you having a nice fat boy on each arm. You believed that fat guys were so hot.
You come out of your haze as you hear a slurping sound from your glass. You had finished your drink. What sat in your stool now was a 5'8 red haired bombshell with a perfect figure and boobs bigger than her head and an attraction to fat guys.
The barmaid smiles at the new you. Still dressed in your ill fitting mans cloths with were loose in some places and uncofertably tight in others.
"How did you like it honey?" She asked
"It was amazing." You reply in a voice that could sound nothing but seductive.
The waitress smiles at you then snaps her fingers. Your form blurs slighly as another change wash's over your body. When you come back into focus your cloths are no longer ill fitted.
You were wearing a more feminine version of your male cloths. The jeans fitting perfectly while hugging every curve jealously. Your shirt had teice the number of buttons just in case your firends decidied to try and burst it. The top buttons were eft undone so that anyone who looked could get an eyeful of your mammoth cleavage which was being supported by a black industruial strength bra which could double as a tent.
You wore no jewelry but your face had expert traces of makeup on it. Red lipstick and a touch of blush to highlight your already red and full cheeks. Your uncoloured nails perfectly manicured.
The world starts to come into focus as you move to stand up and see your body for the first time. You...
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