I turn from the mirror and look back at the gun, still holding my shirt up. I wonder what else this gun can do, god these breasts are so heavy. How can woman stand them on a day to day bases, I ask myself.
Dropping my shirt, I walk back across the room and pick up the gun and begin to look it over. Next I pick up the instructions and begin to read them again. Looking at the gun again, I begin to fiddle with the controls. When I think that everything is set right, I point the gun at myself a second time and pull the trigger.
What I don't see as I pull both triggers is that my finger slips over and activates the 100cm+ feature. Suddenly my body is full of pain. Staggering about, I manage to turn and look into the mirror, still holding my shirt up. What I see makes me want to scream.
As I had wanted the breasts shrink down to a B cup size and become more comfortable, though still with a bit of weight to them. What I did not want was happening as well. As my breasts shrank, they also took on a milky white color as my areolas become rounder and more developed. As this happens, my nipples shift and become more prominent, while my stomach flattens out, my waist shifts down to a smaller size.
Alarmed, I drop the gun, failing to hear the sickening crunch as it breaks, too horrified to watch what was happening to my body.
As all this is happening to my torso, I do notice that my arms have slimmed down, while my masculine body frame is slowly shifting to something more feminine. My face becomes rounder and softer, while my nose becomes smaller and almost button like, while my lips take on a fuller appearance.
As my hair grows out past my shoulders, I am suddenly worried and quickly I stick my hands down my pants, which are now to big for me. What I feel makes me want to scream out even more.
In my hand I can feel my penis and testicles shrinking, becoming part of my body until there is nothing left but flat skin. I reach down further and what I feel is the clitoris, which I find to be really sensitive, and clitoris hood forming.
Questing further, I feel the lips major and minor forming and suddenly I find that one of my fingers is up inside my body. Pulling my hand back, I think to myself, I just had my finger in my vagina and it felt good. It's not suppose to feel good because I am not suppose to have a vagina.
A ticklish feeling in my groin and abdomen and I think this is the interior genitalia forming, but I ignore it as I pull off my pants and look into the mirror.
Pulling off my shirt next, I still can not believe what I am seeing. Reflected back is a completely nude female version of myself. Christ, I am even standing like a female, I think to myself as I take in the fact that I have my chest stuck out, my crotch sucked in and my butt stuck out.
Turning, I start to head back to were I left the note, stopping to pick up the gun. Bothered by the fact of how it feels to have nothing between my legs and the fact that I even walk like a female now. Picking up the note, I begin to reread it once again and then stop when I figure out what I've done. Looking at the gun, I press the 100cm+ feature again and point the gun at myself.
Pulling the trigger, I hear nothing but a click and then a sickening noise like someone stepping on a wet cardboard box. What the hell, I think to myself.
Suddenly I can hear someone approaching my room and realize it's my younger sister, Angel. And then she starts to knock, calling my name and telling me mom wants to speak with me about the mess in the kitchen. Looking back in the mirror, I realize that I look like my sister, only a couple years older. Picking up my clothes, I look at the note and ask myself, How am I going to get out of this mess and can the gun be repaired?