“Maybe I should marry you,” Shawn snickered drunkly as the two men stumbled out of the shop and made their way to the parking lot.
“Can you imagine the look on Valarie’s face,” Adrian laughed while leaning on Shawn.
Both men started giggling and Adrian let out a snort of laughter as Shawn grabbed his hand and slipped that ring onto it. For some reason it fit perfectly and the guys stumbled into a cab and belted Valarie’s address out in unison. They sat back and snickered on and off like it was the funniest thing in the world. Adrian began scratching his head though. His red hair was feeling a bit long. That itchy feeling one gets that alerts them to the requirement of a haircut.
“She’s going to be so mad,” Shawn grinned as Adrian continued to scratch his hair. It extended past his nick and only halted at the small of his back. Immidiately it smoothed our becoming straight and managed. Materials like conditioner and fruit scented shampoos began to cling to the auburn locks and Adrian began to move it out of his face.
His nose began to shrink once his hair was done. It became curved, petite, and clear of blackheads. At the same time his eyes grew in size and dark mascara began to cling to them. With a large exhale his lips puckered up and lipstick was drawn over them.
“My fave feels funny,” Adrian announced with a voice crack as his eyebrows shrunk and his jaw cracked and shrunk. He now had the head of a woman as eyelashes expanded and sharp pains erupted on his ears while earrings appeared.
“Shhh, we’re here!” Shawn giggled grabbing Adrian’s hand and pulling him from the cab. They stumbled drunkly across the grass and Adrian hardly noticed his shoulders cave in, arms thin out, and hands shrink.
Shawn rang the doorbell and Adrian’s nipples grew in size and jutted outwards. Someone walked towards the door and Adrian felt weights on his chest, small breasts that felt sore and itchy. They were solid A-cups when Valarie opened the door.
“Guess who’s getting married bitch,” Shawn announced while Adrian giggled. His voice was now womanly, a feminine and airy tone that made Valerie stare at him.
“Wow a random bitch from the bar,” Valarie commented in deadpan while Adrian’s breasts reached a B-Cup and it was apparent he wasn’t wearing a bra.
“This is what you get for being a cheat... a cheaterer...” Adrian announced while Valarie rolled her eyes.
“Get lost,” Valarie ordered before slamming the door. Adrian felt woozy so they made their way back to the cab and though Shawn belted out his address Adrian remained quiet feeling his C-cups wobble. They didn’t stay that way for long and gushed forward into volumprous D-Cups while his waist shrunk becoming soft. An hourglass figure emerged when his hips popped outwards and his thighs expanded. His legs otherwise shrunk and his feet became dainty. Then with a shudder all his body hair retracted and his shoes fell off while he shrunk. He groaned and slid backwards as his dick began to throb. First his balls and scrotum retracted before his dick inverted itself causing the new woman to jolt forward before sounding back panting as her socks wound up her legs becoming stockings while the shoes began to morph. Heels extending while laces vanished and the material shifted. Her boxers became panties while her jeans shrunk up her torso, the legs merged, turned black, and formed a skirt. Meanwhile her tee shrunk and cupped her breasts while her jacket shrunk into a sleeveless top displaying said cleavage amply.
“I don’t feel so good,” Adrian muttered while scratching her head, the effects of alcohol seemed to multiply and the world turned into a mess of colour and feelings that she didn’t understand before she backed out entirely.