The pain flowed slowly out of Brenden's chest and into HER body, where it began its torturous climb up her neck. As her throat slimmed, and her adams apple dissapeared, she screamed in her new feminine voice. Outside, her screams were answered by many more that started low, but inevetably changed to more feminine pitch. Brendon barely heard them because her face was burning like it was on fire. Her cheakbones pushed higher on her face as her jaw soffened and shrank. Her eyes grew larger and her skin began to take on the tone of a women who knew how to use makeup to full efect. Finally, the intense pain exploded out of the top of her head with a rush of flowing red hair that reached to her lower back and framed her beautiful face when it settled into place. With the realization that HE had become SHE, Brendon lost conciousness on the carpet.
The sun was shining on his eyes, he must have overslept! This is what Brendon was thinking as he stat up in a rush. The problem was, SHE kept going, falling on her face as the unfarmiliar balance of her hips and the weight on her chest pulled her over. Before she hit the ground the realization of where she was and what happened slammed into her mind. As she pulled her self shakily up, she realized that the changes that had started the night before had continued after she had passed out. Her breasts, which had been large and pendelous the night before were the same size, but now they were firm and rounded. Perversly, she thought that she was glad they were actually large because they had prevented her from hitting her face too hard, but that thought changed as she became aware that her new chest was MUCH more sensitive to pain that it had been the day before.
Standing up slowly, Brendon massaged his left breast to relieve the nagging ache that had formed there after her fall. She stumbled toward the kitchen for something to drink beause her throat ached form the harsh fog of the night before, but her mind reeled at the thougt of being a woman and she almosed passed out again. Comming back into the living room, she found that if she swayed her large hips more, she could almost walk normaly. Without having to worry about staying upright, she noticed that the Television was still on, so she went to turn it of to think. The glass slipped out of her hand as she saw that she wasn't the only one to have changed, the reporter on TV had changed too! ......