… A cheerleader from college, Courtney. You've always had a crush on her, but she never paid much attention to you as you were not her type (her type being those jocks she's cheering for.)
Courtney seemed irritated by your clumsiness, and said: "Gosh, Liam, can't you be more careful where you're walking?" She then walked off.
The glimmering from the spray, an early sign of your transformation went unnoticed by you, and so you walked back home, but on your way, you felt an uncomfortable sensation all over your body.
You felt a sharp pain in your chest which you cover with your hands, but are alarmed by what seems to be a pair of growing breasts or your backside growing to match Cortney’s buns which were followed by a loss of all your body hair, and male privates which shrank into a female’s private. Then, you gasp and feel your adam’s apple shrink, leaving your voice higher, and more feminine like Courtney’s.
The next changes redirected to your hands, turning them delicate, and feminine as your fingernails grew and became polished, after that, your hair grew long, luscious, and blonde. A headband materialized, tying your hair into a ponytail.
Lastly, your clothes began changing. Starting from your shirt which became a cheerleader’s sport’s top. And your jeans shrank–revealing your smooth legs–and the fabric conjoining into a pleated skirt which was followed by your socks becoming knee-high, or your boat shoes becoming a pair of sneakers.
With that said, your transformation into Courtney was over. There were so many questions running through your mind, but the most important one was "What am I gonna do?".