Max shook his hand. He put the lingerie back into the box and put it under his bed, hoping to have Krista wear it tonight. He grabbed some beige pants and a button down shirt. He put on his flip flops and checked himself in the mirror. He'd have to get a hair cut soon.
The knock at the door heralded the arrival of Krista. Max walked to the door and opened it.
"Reservation for Krista Manning, party of 1?" joked Max.
"Yes, I believe I have a window seat overlooking the ocean," replied Krista without missing a beat.
"Right this way, madame. Might I say, you look enchanting this evening. Your boyfriend is a lucky man"
"He sure is, "said Krista with a wink.
Max started walking to the kitchen and stumbled over his flip flops. He kicked them off.
"Max, what did you do with your hair? It looks a little different."
"I just need a hair cut, " replied Max as he turned to his Krista. He kissed her on the forehead, but had to go up on his toes a bit to do it. Must be the fact I don't have shoes.
"Your seat madame," said Max offering a seat at the small table, "Your order of Chicken..." Max's voice cracked " Tikka Masala will be ready soon."
"Max, you should drink some water, you sound a bit parched."
Max went over to the sink and got himself of water. He was getting things together to serve. Krista noted that his hair was now down past his ears. His torso was not aligned with the counter like usual.
"Krista, can you give me a minute. I seem to be a bit clumsy today."
"Sure..." Krista said. She looked a Max's butt when he bent over to get the plates, and noted it was a bit round than usual. His pants didn't seem to fit him quite as well either.
"Max, let's go to the bedroom. I want to get you out of your clothes." said Krista matter of factly
"You don't have to tell me twice."
Krista followed Max to the bedroom, watching his hips sway while he walked. His pants now were dragging on the floor and his hair was down to his shoulders, which were much narrower than when she arrived. Something was wrong with Max and she needed to get to the bottom of it.
Once they got to the bedroom, Krista wasted no time.
"I need you to talk off all your clothes."
"Yes ma'am!" replied Max.
He took off his pants then his shirt. "What the..."
Krista saw that when he took off his pants, his legs were long and toned, but not as muscular as they were. There was no hair. This feet were smaller and dainty. His thighs flowed into an ass that was barely contain by his boxers. Following his body, he saw his waist with a curve into taunt abs. His chest looked puffy, and his nipples were getting larger as she looked at them. His areola was getting bigger and a little darker. His Adam's apple was gone and so was any stubble. His face was thin and his lips full. His eyelashes were long. She she was looking at his face, she saw A breasts form, change into B cups, then C cups and eventually D-cups.
"What the FUCK!?" yelled Max in his new voice.
"Max, take off your boxers, I need to see something."
Max complied mechanically. The boxers were flung to the side, just in time to see his testicles and scrotum finish shrinking before the burrowed into this groin, making a hole. His penis was shrinking, with the foreskin coming back and overcoming the glans. The penis got smaller and smaller until it was hidden form his view by his mons and landing strip. His transformation was done. He was now a she, a gorgeous lady with long legs, generous hips, and firm yet pendulous breasts