The pink pill bottle is full of small, round clear pink pills. They look almost more like candies than medication... pausing to observe it between your thumb and forefinger, turning it over a few times and observing it, you briefly consider placing it back into the bottle and leaving.
“This pill, for your information, was pioneered by a company named 'Herform International'...” Comes crackling through the speaker, you glance up at it, and then over to a full-length mirror beneath it, which you assume is a one-way observation room. “...they have one of the best records for drug safety. We cannot tell you, for testing purposes, what its intended results are, but this is by far the least volatile of the three.”
The words of the smart-sounding badger don't fill you with a lot of confidence, but you decide to let yourself swallow it either way. The pea-sized pill slides down your throat with ease as you take up gulp of a glass of water placed before you. It takes a few moments for it to take effect, but you soon feel a warmth spreading through you starting in your stomach, and spreading all over, it gives you a mild sense of tingling comfort, as though you were being caressed by warm hands on your fur. After a moment or two or this, you feel it wearing off a little in some areas but becoming stronger in others. Your chest, thighs, and backside are the most potent of these, you begin to pant heavily as a sense of panic spreads through you, you can feel the flesh under your fur shifting and changing, getting hot. Your chest feels heavier, and your ass begins feel tight in seat of your shorts, with your thighs thickening too.
The sensation feels very strange, you look down and yourself, but it is difficult to make out the changes occurring due to the baggy clothing you had chosen for yourself, but it felt like your chest and butt were dough rising under your clothes. Sitting back into the seat, you feel exhausted, panting for a few moments before taking a deep breath in and trying to return to normal.
“Uh- my apologies... very well done... but...” The badger's voice comes through the speaker. “...we're going to have to request that you remove your sweater and shorts.”
You blink for a moment, normally you might have turned down the request, but you were also interested in seeing the changes that had occurred. Lifting your sweater over your head, you marvel at your newly formed breasts, rather modestly sized, but unmistakably the chest of a women stretching out your tee. You lower your shorts, perhaps a little more embarrassed than you had been before, as you realize you had not grabbed any underwear, and while your junk remained those of a male, your hips, thighs, and buttocks could fool anyone into thinking that you had been born a girl. Your ass is round and heart-shaped, with a small amount of cushion.
“Very good... don't be embarrassed, this is all in the name of science...” You feel yourself blush anyway. “...now then, if you could now move on to the...”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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