Andrew was still making a series of soft gasps and remarks, muffled by the bathroom door, but Terry could hardly pay those noises any mind. She was overwhelmed by the sensations of her new form, as her idle daydreams had indeed distracted her from the full extent of her changes. A pit formed in her stomach as she looked around at room that seemed to have grown around her, confirming her fears that she had indeed become very petite like her mother. Terry stepped out of her too-large slacks, adjusted the dress shirt that now hung on her like a dress, and ambled over to the mirror to examine herself. Judging by her relative height to it and to the light switch she clicked on, she must have been about 5'2, give or take an inch. "Great," she groan, hearing a soft, but not too high-pitched voice from her own mouth.
Her mixed features still strongly resembled her male self; his angular features remain, with slightly almond-shaped eyes that contained rings of hazel in the warm brown, a diamond-shaped face that whose angles had become gentle enough to be feminine, thick eyebrows, and a hooked nose that had softened only a bit to an attractive shape Terry might have called "distinguished" another woman. 'Geez, another woman,' Terry thought, realizing that the subtle shift in self-perception that seeing a new reflection was quick and jarring. She tucked a lock of shiny black hair behind her ear. It had maintained a slight wave to it, but his once stylish short cut now touched her shoulder blades.
Glancing down, she could see that her athletic form had become slender, almost like a gymnast's. Her breasts looked to be decent B-Cups (later confirmed when she picked a bra) and her hips relatively wide for her slim build. Turning, she confirmed what she suspected this meant: her ass was full and shapely, a nice bubble butt. Her new womanhood, which she could feel a growing warmth in, was surrounded by small patch of black hair. She resisted the urge to explore it with her fingers.
All considered, Terry made for a beautiful woman. The athletic curves made her seem womanly and sensual in spite of her diminutive height. Her half-Korean, half-caucasian features, still smattered with a few freckles, conveyed an elegant beauty that most people would be drawn to.
"Dayum girl, you kinda look like a tiny Mina Kimes!" came a high-pitched squeal from the bathroom.
Terry was shaken from her thoughts and turned to see her friend emerge.