“Uh, sure.” I said as I wrestled the ring from my finger. I handed the ring to her and waited.
She thought for a few minutes, then seemed to reach a conclusion. “I wish my sister would forget everything about the ring and go upstairs to take a shower”. A cold chill washed over my mind and I suddenly forgot what we were talking about. I stopped to think about it as the desire to take a shower rushed into my mind. “Hey, sis,” I said. “I’m going to go take a shower. We’ll talk about whatever it was we were talking about whenever I get back.” I stood up and walked up stairs, missing the mad grin that crept across my sister’s face. I walked into my bedroom, where my husband was changing. I’m going to hop in the shower.” I told him as I reached into my underwear drawer and pulled out a bra and a pair of panties. I grabbed a blue button up blouse and tan pants to go with them and made my way to the bathroom.
I shut and locked the door and grabbed a towel and wash cloth from under the sink. As I bent down to turn the water on, I felt a strange sensation in my breasts and labia. It almost felt like my breasts shrank a little and my labia grew. That’s impossible. I told myself as I adjusted my bra and panties. My bra probably got loose and bending over must have given me a wedgie. I adjusted the tap to a comfortable temperature and turned on the shower head. As I stood up and reached down to pull off my blouse, I felt that strange sensation in my breasts again. Weird… I thought. I pulled off my blouse and looked into my bra, noticing that the cups looked a little to big for my breasts, where as before, they hugged them tightly. Now, there was a quarter inch between the cups and my aureoles. But the possibility of the loose bra was still possible. I went with that one. Breasts just don’t shrink. Especially not so fast.
I shrugged it off as nothing and pulled off the bra. As I reached for the button of my pants, however, another odd sensation rushed through my loins, as if it was growing and my panties suddenly felt really tight, no matter how I adjusted them. When I turned to look in the mirror as was habit, I saw the largest camel toe between my legs. I gasped and rushed to remove my pants and underwear. When I was nude, my fear was confirmed as it seemed my labia had grown to four times its size, now nearly reaching my navel. How was this possible? I then considered the possibility that my breasts had actually really shrank. Fear rushed through me. What was I going to do? Was there anything I could do? Then I felt a rush roll through my head and I steadied myself.
Then I suddenly felt very calm about all of this. I even liked it a little. I grabbed my smaller breasts and played with them a little, then ran a finger into my enlarged Vulva. Even as I touched my larger clit, a wave of near-orgasmic pleasure rolled through my whole body. “OH, God!” I gasped. I was curious as to what a real orgasm would feel like, but a little afraid to try it. After that thought ran through my head, a wave of pleasure far greater than any orgasm, multiplied by ten rolled through my body and I was sure I lost consciousness for a moment. I came to, sitting on the floor of the bathroom with a hand at my crotch, soaked in my own juices. I stood up shakily and stepped into the shower to clean myself.
(author's note-from this point, the author would like to alert the readers to subtle changes in the main character's traits, whether they be physical, or mental. The author specifically wrote out these changes so that it would become obvious that Joanna is concealing some of the transformations from the main character.)