An electric charge runs through my body and I want to scream, but nothing comes out. From the other side of the door I can her Caroline moan for some reason and I wonder briefly why she can make sounds, but I can't.
And then it's over. Turning to the mirror, I gaze in shock at what I see before me. My nose has shrunk down to button size, my lips have shifted so they are ever so pouty. In fact my face looks more like a girls and all this is enhanced by the long hair that now falls past my shoulders. But this is nothing compared to what has happened to my tuxedo.
The shirt, tank-top and jacket have completely changed into an oversized white t-shirt with short ruffled sleeves. Beneath it I can feel my B sized breast rubbing up against the soft fabric, which sends shivers of pleasure through my body. My pants have shrunk and at first I thought they'd disappeared, but when I lift up my shirt I find that they have turned into a semi-tight, but small pair of boxer shorts.
My legs are longer, smoother and also look more feminine, but before I can really look at them the bathroom door opens and Caroline bursts in and says, "What are you doing in here? If you don't hurry up we're going to be late."
"Late for what," I ask.
Caroline laughs at this and says, "School, duh. You're such a kidder sometime, you know that right."
I nod and push past her. As she closes the door, I look at her and note that her appearance has become that of something close to a butch lesbian and I wonder why. I push all this aside as I enter my room.
My room has also undergone a transformation and now looks like something perfect for a fifteen year old girl. Looking in the full body mirror, I suddenly realize that that is what I look like; a fifteen year old girl. But before I can dwell on this, my body stiffens and I feel the the same electric tingling sensation as I once began to transform some more. What I really notice is my room begin to shift and I briefly wonder what it's going to change into.