He had received the pills from an anonymous source over the internet who claimed that they could change his life. Unsure of them when they had arrived, he looked over his choices. From red to black, pink to white, all colours were equally represented here in the box; and there where doubles of every single pill.
In the end Oliver chose a pill, a pink one, and popped it into his mouth. At first he didn't feel any different, but then he doubled over in pain. Dropping the container holding the various pills, all he wanted to do was just try to focus past the pain.
So wrapped up in this task, he failed to notice the pinching sensation in his penis, testicles, groin and abdomen. Since Oliver failed to feel anything except the overwhelming pain that rippled through his body, he didn't feel anything when his penis and testicles shrunk and then folded up into his body. Nor when the area between his legs split and a light red gash formed; including clitoris, clitoris hood, urethra, vagina opening, labia majour and labia minour.
As the pain intensified, Oliver failed to also notice as first the cervix, then the uterus and the fallopian tubes complete with ovaries formed. After the female reproductive system finished forming it than started flooding the body with chemicals and hormones normal for a young woman. At the same time it set off several other areas in the body and mind that also began producing the same chemicals and hormones. As all this happened, Oliver's chest began to move slowly outward.
As it moved outward into a small, but perky, B cup, Oliver's frame began to shift into something more feminine. The hands and feet became smaller and more petite and had Oliver been paying attention, he, now she, would have thought that a woman's size one could easily fit over those small feet. Oliver's height shifted from a five foot six down to a five foot three and the pounds fell away until she weighed roughly around ninety nine. A tickling sensation on his shoulders and ears diverted Oliver's attention away from the pain and reaching up, she found that she had shoulder length red hair.
It was then that she noticed first that the pain was receding and then she look down and saw the changes to her body. Ducking into the bathroom, she locked it and then removed her clothes.
Looking into the mirror, seeing the naked fourteen year old girl, reflected back, she started to trace the curves of her body that were just barely noticeable. Next she began feel her small breasts and then explore her new genitalia. Gazing into the mirror, Oliver commented, "Guess I'll have to call myself by a girl name for the time being. I always like Olivia and it's really close to my old name."
She was about to put back on her clothes, when something inside her mind said that these boy clothes and that they were totally inappropriate. Picking them up, Olivia took them back to her room and dumped them on the bed. Next she went to her sister's room and went through her clothes.
Janice may be sixteen, but now Olivia was only a couple of inches shorter then her, but was also kind of thinner. Finally in the end Olivia picked out a pair of bikini briefs, still with tag and only one size to big, a white shirt with a purple butterfly on it and a pair of bib-overalls. Returning to her room, Olivia got dressed. Looking at the container, she saw that there was an engraving over the pocket that she had selected the pink pill from. It read: Female nerd.
Shrugging, having no problem with this, after all she was a female version of Oliver, she went to find some shoes, socks and a coat. She wanted to go down to the local mall and enjoy her new body before she had to change back. "Maybe I can find something to do in the bookstore. Or maybe I could skip the mall and go to the library," Olivia reasoned.
As she left, she failed to see the note sticking out of the bottom of the container. It read: Pill box guaranteed to change you into what is labeled. Be warned though; all transformations are one way and once subject has transformed, there old form is permanently lost. Having trouble coping? People not excepting the new you? Write to: A. Leon of 1013 Indianapolis, In. 061691. We will gladly ship you the spray that is one hundred percent guaranteed to alter your world so that everyone knows you as your new form. In tiny print: Good for one thousand three hundred and nineteen sprays. California residents expected to pay a small shipping fee. Spray may not work in Hawaii, Fiji and Iceland.