Tom’s next thought was instinctive. He reached for his crotch. To his horror he found he had a space between his legs. Where his penis should be he felt nothing? Without saying anything he got up and ran to the bedroom and closed the door behind himself.
“Those socks really work” exclaimed Kate.
“You had better go and check on him” suggested Kerry
Kate needed no second prompting she hurried to her bedroom. She knocked on the door and said “Tom it’s me” before entering.
Tom was standing in front of the mirror on Kate’s dressing table looking at his reflection. He had taken off the trousers he had been wearing but was still in his boxers. The legs below those boxers were feminine and hairless. Kate was a spectator as Tom pulled the boxers down off his now wide hips.
The blood drained from Tom’s face. Kate stepped in for a closer look.
Her husband no longer had a dick or balls. He had a shaved fanny. He had a small tattoo on his upper left hip or should that be her upper left hip. Kate tried very hard not to giggle at the thought of Tom having a tramp stamp. She had not known Kerry possessed one. She had initially thought the red flower was a rose but closer inspection it looked more like a lily or an orchid.
“Take off your shirt. Let’s see how far up these changes have progressed” she suggested.
Tom took off his jacket and shirt. From just below his belly button and up he was still his normal self. There was a distinct skin colour change where he changed from Tom to Kerry.
“Do you think you are still changing?”