The dick Clara had sprouted suddenly started to quiver and split into segments before opening up like a banana peel... or... "A flower!?" Clara almost shouted, but did her best to suppress the scream.
She touched the petals to find they were every bit as sensitive as her vagina; having... known it well over the lonely years. The pistil in the center was surrounded by anthers emitting sparkling pollen. "What am I becoming!?" She frighteningly muttered under her breath when she felt pressure on her forehead in two spots. She looked at herself in the mirror, now showing her with natural eyeshadow and lipstick, to witness a pair of long, green vine-like antennae pop free, growing and branching into elegant loops. She felt her ears grow wider and longer, looking like elven points, but transitioning into flower petals about midway. Even her nipples looked like flower buds now, opening up into blossoms. It was then she became aware of a floral aroma like natural perfume emanating from her person.
She couldn't let her friends see her like this! She tried to think of a way to hide all this from them when she felt another pressure, more tremendous than the one that gave her antennae, on her back. A pair of large sprouts broke through the skin and bulged flower buds; growing bigger and longer in intense pulses. They soon opened up into gigantic wings made of flower petals.
Clara looked around to find all this time she had been shrinking down to less than a foot in height. The flower between her legs was still wide open, and she dreaded the thought of her friends coming in and seeing her like this. In her panic, she rapidly fluttered her wings and lifted into the air. The sensation was a bizarre mix of pleasure, adrenaline and ticklishness that made her burst out into a loud giggling fit; one that someone had surely heard.