"Ohh come on. You know I was just joking about that. You didn't need to do this." Sam said wincing at how whiny his new high pitched voice sounded.
"No I didn't need to, but it did make it an easier choice!" Amy smiled as she put her hands on Sam's shoulders and turned her back towards the mirror. "Now we have a whole new you!"
"Eep!" Sam let out as he was forcibly turned. Turning he felt his new chest swinging as his hair fell in front of his face. Pulling it away he saw the woman in the mirror do the same. Parting her hair she revealed her face. Cute, not sexy. Innocent. Those were the immediate thoughts that came to Sam's mind. Light freckles dotter her face below her doe-eyes. One eye was Sam's brilliant blue and the other a light hazel. They watched as the blue slowly faded and darkened to match the other. Pulling his gaze back he took in the full reflected image. In front of him was a cute woman standing timidly wearing only a pair of oversized men's boxers she held up awkwardly at her waist with one hand. Below them emerged slender short legs to her petite feet. From the top of her head fell brunette locks that fell down to just below her narrow shoulders. There they lead to the only thing that didn't scream adorable, her breasts.
"It's only been 25 minutes. They might be getting even larger." Jordan commented as Sam reached to cup a breast with her free hand. He wasn't sure if this was because his hand was smaller or if his tits had just grown that much, but he was no longer able to cup one. He wasn't even close. His breast swallowed up his diminutive hand as he hefted one. Top heavy didn't even do it justice. They just didn't fit with her body at all. While the rest of her was slim and slender, the woman in the mirror had two boulders attached to her chest. Yet while they looked out of place they didn't look un-natural. Somehow he knew these weren't fake at all, and they were his. He was this small, unbelievably endowed woman in the mirror. Smaller than the woman behind him in every way, except two.