Scared out his mind, noting that that his chest had stopped growing at a pert B cup...not quite sure how he knew this, but he felt that this was accurate...Ronald took his hand away from his throat and stood, wanting to find Rachel.
Immediately his pants and boxers fell away, now to big for his shrinking waist. Peering down past his breasts, watching that rest of his pubic hair melt away, Ronald thought, "No, no, no. Anything but that," and desperately and vainly grabbed at his shrinking manhood.
Beneath his hand, Ronald felt his penis and testicles shrink and then fold into his body. As this happened, his waist, thighs and butt finished transforming. A ticklish feeling in his groin and lower abdomen marked the growth of the female reproductive system. As the feeling grew, Ronald's stomach flattened completely and his legs, torso and arms took on more feminine qualities.
As this was happening, Ronald's hair turned strawberry blonde and grew down past his shoulders, while his face became rounder, softer and more feminine and his height shifted down to five foot one and his weight dropped to one hundred and three.
Within minutes, Ronald found himself looking in the mirror his girlfriend kept hanging on the back of the closet door, peering curiously at the young, attractive woman he had turned into. Tentatively, he reached down, enjoying the feeling of his petite and dainty hand sliding over the Mons Pubis, and then reached between his legs.
Immediately a sensation he never thought he possible to experience rippled through his body as he first stroked his clitoris and then gently probed the vagina opening.
Thinking, "I wonder what Rachel is going to say and how do I turn back," Ronald was suddenly startled when a man, reflected in the mirror, walked into the room, paused and then asked, "Just what do you think you are doing in my room," and then glanced at the open box of chocolates.