A week later:
Lupe wrestled the big can of cleanser onto her cart. Lately, she noticed, the burdensome aspects of her job had become easier. She didn't know why, but she wasn't complaining. It was odd, though, the way the muscles in her arms had become much more prominent over the last few days.
Janet contemplated another ruined pair of shoes. She couldn't figure out why her feet had gotten so much bigger over the last few days. She also couldn't figure out why it wasn't bothering her. Maybe it was because she was somehow on a more eye-to-eye level with the men she was dealing with, and that was really helping her negotiation skills?
Andrea felt full of energy. Her periods were usually long and burdensome, but her last one had completely ended after a day. She couldn't figure out why, but she wasn't complaining.
Hermione smiled remembering the great night of sex she had had last night. Her clitoris felt bigger and more sensitive than ever. It almost felt like--nah, couldn't be.
Becky noticed that the dull, dragging pain caused by the weight of her breasts, a constant in her life since puberty, was actually diminishing. She wasn't sure if her breasts were actually getting smaller--although her bras definitely seemed to have some empty space--or whether the rest of her body was actually getting stronger to carry the weight. She fantasized about getting rid of the loathsome chest growths entirely.
"You look nice today" said Robert to the androgynous-looking figure staffing, no, manning the front desk. "I do?" answered Sandra. That morning she had noticed the first hairs growing on her gradually flattening chest.
Robert chuckled to himself. "Just as planned" he whispered.