You laugh out of nervousness. "What are you talking about?" you say while grinning.
You were attempting to deflect, but the nurse took your expression in entirely the wrong way. "Yes! I knew you'd be happy about this. Just wait until you see how well it works. You're going to be so excited."
And with that, she picked up a tiny jar and sprinkled a bunch of fine powder all over you. You sneezed, then gasped, and finally sucked a bunch of it into your lungs, causing you to cough. "That's right," the nurse said. "Breathe a bunch in. The more you get the better it works."
"The better WHAT works?" you asked, still coughing.
"Well..." the nurse hesitated. "The thing we emailed about. You said you were very excited to try it. It's a little late to be having second thoughts now. We've been talking about this for three weeks."
"I have no idea what you're..." You stopped talking as you noticed the nurse's eyeline rising up above your own. Why did it look like she was growing?
"Oh! You're getting smaller already!" she beamed. "You're going to be so cute and tiny! And, oh, look at your shirt!"
You looked down and were horrified to see your shirt slowly pushing outward as your chest was apparently expanding to fill space it never had before. You reached up out of shock and felt your fingers make contact with a soft, fleshy mass beneath the fabric. But even more disturbing was the fact that your chest felt your fingers in return! Was this bizarre growth actually a PART of you? "What is this!?" you cry out.
"Now listen here, Alex Rand. I've had just about enough of these strange reactions from you. You e-mailed me about how difficult your life was as a trans girl and how you wanted nothing more in the world than for your body to be fully female. Well I went ahead and found this magical cure. And now that you're here in my office getting shorter, growing breasts, getting long hair, a slender neck, and... well, I'm assuming your penis is shrinking, right?"
You look down at your shorts in horror, only to look back and the nurse, wordlessly.
She continued. "Well it'll be soon enough anyway, now that all of that is coming true for you, all you can do is sit here and act confused! I don't get it. What's going on, Alex?"
You continue to stare at the nurse with your mouth open. Rather than respond right away, you try to clench the right muscles to make your cock move slightly. You feel the comforting sensation of your penis rub against your underwear. At least that part hadn't come true.
"I'm NOT Alex Rand!" you finally say. "I'm Alex Strand!" Your voice finally changed, mid-sentence, and you heard your own name said in the soft, lilting tone of a young woman. You are once again left speechless.
The nurse just stared. "Oh. So... you're... not..."
"Not trans!" you finish for her. "I don't want to be a girl!" Hearing a girl's voice say that sounded odd to you, as if it were someone else in the room talking. But no, those words had actually come out of your mouth. You simply sound like a girl now!
"Oh dear," murmured the nurse. "Well this is not good."
"I'll say it's not!" you reply.
"And particularly since this particular solution is rather, well..." she hesitated. "Permanent."
Your eyes went wide as you focused on the word she just said. As luck would have it, the word coincided with your penis finally coming to life. It jerked, vibrated, and swiftly shrank away. It slipped itself back inside your body leaving a very large, empty sensation between your legs. You squeeze your legs together and discovered your testicles must have made the journey with it. There was nothing to prevent you from squeezing down tightly. You felt a warm, soft area in your crotch get pleasantly squeezed by your legs. It felt a lot like when you'd grab your dick and squeeze. Well, it felt nothing at all like that, honestly, but it sure felt just as good.
You were just starting to enjoy the sensation when you identified a slight feeling of dampness appear inside your underwear. Your boxers were starting to get a little wet and, with a horrified gasp, you realized that the wetness was coming from YOU.
You let a small shriek slip out as your legs fall open. The sensations stop, for which you are grateful.
"Change me back right now!" you yell at the nurse.
"Well, I can't," she said. "But..."