A few seconds passed until it began, though not initially with the sweeping bodily changes you were expecting. Instead, your mind was first targeted, subtly twisting to soon become unrecognizable. It began with your past; instead of going to school with male peers, you instead trained day in and day out with your fellow Amazonians - your mental age also increasing as you remember spending 20 years with your sisters alone. Yes...sisters....men become utterly foreign to you, even after becoming a hero within this wider civilization. That's right...you were a hero to these people - and have been for a decade now! While your sisters called you Antibrote, the public called you Moxie, which you were more than fine with being called that. You did have a great deal of general moxie...though some referred to you by that name due to your revealing clothing. All of this information flooding into your mind had only taken a few seconds.
With that, your body had started changing to match, lest you'd be confused about why you - a warrior woman - had the body of a relatively flimsy young man. Your height changed first, soon becoming tall enough for your seat to become a bit uncomfortable. Well, but for a moment given your muscles pulsed with strength - much too strong to be uncomfortable in a chair.
You let out a husky moan as your chest pushed itself out, growing bigger and bigger, your shirt shifting from soft to hard - iron. Another moan escaped your lips as your nipples grew increasingly more sensitive, with them hanging tight against the metal stimulating you. Your newfound memories make you wonder why this felt so weird - you wore this thing all the time! Still, it did feel quite good...no need to undo the small strings right now.
Male instincts still in place (for now), led your dick to rise up from this arousal. For all of a few seconds, considering your dick was receding into itself. In shrinking inside, it also pumped...pumped...pumped, the cum in your balls being pushed out, no longer being needed. With one last push, it shot out in your boxers, while the privates themselves caved into a perfectly shaven, tight vagina. Soon enough, though the cum stained shorts disappear as they're replaced by the incredibly thin skirt and the tight thong (though small amounts of it still slightly surrounded the pussy). These lower garments surprisingly felt more natural to you - perhaps feeling the top change acclimated your mind to the bottom? Perhaps recalling that this was your people's traditional garb? In any case, they were so small and revealing that you'd bet anyone could see your pussy at the right angle.
Still, you much preferred your large ass - swiftly arriving next. As with your tits, your butt grew and grew, this time making your thong hug tighter to your body. You stood up to adjust it a little bit - your height becoming fully apparent as your head was only about a foot from the top of the room. Your thighs soon matched your butt - soft, but firm and thick. Even further with this now beautiful lower half, your hips expanded several inches, your waist caving in to compensate. You remembered some people shouting at you that they were 'child-bearing'...whatever that meant.
Your husky moan returned as your head tingled - especially your face. Rough skin featuring stubble was soon reduced to being soft and rounded. As the stubble and the rest of your body hair began to disappear, your hair proportionally grew - shifting from brown to a bright blonde, quickly growing to your exposed rear as if it wanted to cover it up even slightly. You winced slightly as your perfect skin was somewhat injured by the scar you placed, though now you remembered it as coming from a lucky knife slash.
At last, your feet had changed, both in terms of the body and the outfit. Your already impressive height grew another couple of inches as your shoes turned into high heels, though your now smaller feet somewhat compensated for that.
All of this only took about a minute - the birth of Antibrote. With this, what will you do now?