You looked at your newly acquiered watch. The little bronze pointer had apparently a different indicator for second, minute, hour, day month and year.
The current date and time was displayed for now. You pulled out the pin at the side of the watch and adjusted it. 'What time would I want to travel to?', you asked yourself before turning it counter-clockwise. The display changed. The numbers first shifted slowly and then quickened their paste, reversing to further and further earlier dates, until you stopped. 3rd of April 1883. You looked around you, expecting something to happen, but nothing. 'Should have sxpected that', you said. 'Maybe I can resell it or something' you thought as you pushed the pin back in. A shiver ran down your spine. The world around you slowed down until it stopped. People stopped around you mid step. And then they started reversing, walking backwards. First slowly, then faster. In only a minute the world turned into a giant mash of color. The buildings around you replaced themselve with older buildings.
As time slowed down again, you were able to distinguish the people around you again. Men in black and grey suits and women in the most colorful of dresses walked past you. You felt out of place, realizing, that you were only dressed in your gym shorts and a grey T-shirt.
The time seemed to begin going forwards again.
Many eyes were staring at you, but only for a moment, as the owners seemed to intend to mind their own business.
The moment you felt arrived in the past, full of wonder of what you were seeing, you felt a sharp pain in your chest. You tumbled, as you rushed into a side alley of the busy city of London. You looked at your body, as heavy breath coursed through your lungs. 'What's happening?', you stammered, as you almost collapsed on the floor. Heavy pearls of sweat dropped down your body.
A pain throughout, as if your bones cracked and reshaped, shifted from your legs to your head. Even if first extremely painful, you soon found a certain pleasure in the feeling. It becoming less painful. You look at your hand. It shrank before your eyes, losing any taint it might have gained throughout your life. Your hand reached to your legs, which immeadietly seemed to have a more elegant feel to them, as if they were in the power to dance a night long. Your other hand quickly reached your chest, as it cupped a quickly growing swelling.
The question you were to ask jumped immeadietly into your head "Am I turning into a woman!?"
The swelling grew, growing just a little bigger than your hand could grab at once. A tingling in your face appeared, but you didn't present it with much attention, as the joyful tingle between your legs demanded more attention from you. "My - Mmm - My Dick.", you said. Two fingers of yours tried to hold it, but it was as if it shrank between them away, disappearing inside your body, leaving only a hole in it's place.
As the pleasurable feeling, your transformation caused, began to fade, you just laid there. The cold ground of Victorian England, felt unfitting for yourself you thought and you stood up. Your eyes failed to focus for a few moments, but as soon as they did, a sensation as if your lungs were tied up came over you. A cossette enclosed your for now just dangling breasts and through what felt like magic, a crimson dress formed around your body.
Not only did the watch send you back in time, but it also set you up for the era. It may have changed your body and thus your appearence, but it did in no way change your mind. Your dress up, so you thought, would only serve you, in your experience of discovering the London of the Victorian Era.