"Gaaaah." you scream out as you double over in pain. You fall down barely managing to throw your hand out to prevent you from hitting the ground. You feel your muscles contracting an, your inside churning, and your body is trembling uncontrollable. You shut your eyes tight as the pain intensifies, unaware of the changes happening to your body. Your shoulders crack in wards causing your frame to narrow. while your spine is compacted shrinking you down to a 5'4". The tone muscle that once showed you masculinity, melts away making you look smaller and more petite. You feel your waist crack inwards giving you the beginning of an hour glass figure. You feel an intense pressure begin to compact your face, casing it to look more womanly. Your lips plump up, your eyes widen, and your nose shrinks. You feel a growing weight on your head as your hair grows out longer and longer, reaching the small of your back. The years also begin to melt away, making you look like your in your early twenties.
Next the changes begin to effect your chest, hips and butt, causing you to scream out in pain. Your breasts slowly develop, pushing out more and more, rubbing your increasingly sensitive nipples against the fabric of your shirt. As they become larger, the fabric tightens and rises above your midriff, showing a toned stomach. As the shirt tighten it begins to tear showing off some of the developing breasts till it stops at a DD-cup. Your hips, widen while your thighs and butt swell with fat. Your underwear's elasticity is barely able to hold together, where as your pants begin to tear showing off some of your womanly thighs.
With the fattening up of your lower half your groan is being compacted pain fully more and more. With each swell it continues to shrink while your voice rises in pitch. As it is finely compacted inside your body your screams become that of a women. With that the pain all ceases leaving you panting and heavily sweating, your change into a women is finally complete. You slowly stand up, the bottle still firmly clutched in your grip, as you examine your new form. Upon seeing it you scream out in terror, "What the hell happened to me!"
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