Cole looked into the bathroom's mirror and let out a gasp.
His erection had subsided and his large package was looking human again, save for the hair down there which looked more like dog fur - and lighter than his natural dark brown. However when he glanced up at his blue-eyed reflection, his 14-year-old body now sported perky nipples mounted on dark swollen areolas and what looked less like his usual teenager moobs and more like girly A-cups.
Moreover, whatever body hair he was struggling to grow on his chest was gone, leaving only very soft, smooth skin; and it looked like his belly chub had partly migrated to his hips and butt, which looked a little rounder than before.
"What the fuck?" a blushing Cole exclaimed out loud in a slightly higher pitch than usual.
He turned around and looked at all angles, not believing his eyes, until there was no denying possible. Aside from the mutant thing between his legs, he was starting to develop feminine traits.
Cole remembered he was supposed to get ready for school soon, and that this afternoon he had volleyball practice for the first time since he had tried on Erika's Salve. He rushed to his room to prepare his schoolbag for the day, anxious about his latest body changes. His dark school pants hid his curves and bulge somewhat, but he could feel the waistband tighter than yesterday around his hips. As he buttoned his shirt to get dressed, he could see his nipples poking under the fabric in ways he wasn't used to.
After expediting his breakfast, he grabbed his things and bike to head straight to school. The breeze made his shirt flutter against his jiggling breasts but he tried not to think about it. Riding the bike was uncomfortable enough with his enlarged package, he did not need to get hard right now on top of it.
Once in the school's hallways, he adjusted his shirt discretly to make sure his boobs were not visibly tenting the fabric and went to greet his friends for his first class, feeling extremely self-conscious.