Paul ran to the toilets and glanced at his reflection in the mirror behind the wash basin. The reflection he saw was not what he was used to. Staring back at him was a different person. He had either become a feminine male or a masculine girl. His hair was shoulder length and blonde. His face had changed shape, becoming 'softer', although his eyes still appeared to be his own. Was he somehow turning into a girl?
His hands went to his chest. He had man boobs. Soft protrusions where they should not be. He could also feel his nipples were large and hard. His hand shot down to his groin. He was partially relieved to feel he still had a dick - but what the hell was going on? His dick was rock hard but only a couple of inches long and as he grasped it he realised it was shrinking. Oh gawd! He ran to a stall, shut and locked the door and pulled down his pants so he could inspect the damage.
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Paul froze as he heard the door of the toilets open and footsteps outside revealed someone else was there. He froze and kept silent hoping that whoever it was would use the urinal then leave as quickly as possible.
He heard the person outside "Shit! Shit! Shit! How can this be happening?" Paul immediately recognised his mothers voice. "How? Why?" She uttered. What was his Mom doing in the male toilets?
Paul's inclination was to call out to his Mom, but embarrassment made him stay silent. How could he explain who he was and how this had happened? He decided to wait.
However his mother did not leave. He continued to hear her at the basin. Was she sobbing? No doubt she was upset about suddenly going grey. Trying to ignore his crying parent, Paul looked down at his own groin. He could not help but let out a feminine moan when he saw that his penis had shrunk further. It was now just a tiny nub, maybe an inch long, amongst trimmed light brown pubes. His balls were also shrinking they were the size of peanuts and shrinking rapidly. He groaned again as he felt his chest had expanded further. There was now no doubt that he had breasts. He cupped them with his hands and realised his hands had also changed. They were girls hands.
"Who's in there?" he heard his mother ask
Paul decided to come clean. He knew he would need his mother's help. "It's me Mom. Paul. Something really strange has happened" His voice was that of a girl.
"You don't sound like Paul"
"I know. I think I'm changing into a girl"
There was silence.
"Mom? What's happening to me?" you eventually asked
"I'm not your Mom, but looking at my reflection that's hard to believe" your mother's voice eventually replied. "Come out and let me see you Paul"
You pulled up your pants, aware that you now had a female groin. Your hips were also wider and you could not do up your fly. Your pants no longer fitted.
You held the pants in place and opened the door and peered out. Your mother was on the other side looking at you. Her hair was no longer grey. She was brunette once more, but for some reason she was wearing a polo shirt and trousers that were way too big for her. "I know it's hard to believe Mom. But I'm Paul. I've somehow changed into a girl"
"I believe you Paul. Because I'm not your mother. I am, well I was, Gary Dawson. But it seems I am becoming Mary"