You decide after admiring your body in the mirror in the changing room for about five minutes that you need to take a more...intimate, look at yourself. You look around the changing room, looking for some way to carry the flashlight home with you. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot a small pink purse that wasn't there before. You pick it up and examine the contents, noticing a tube of lipstick, a compact, and a few other feminine odds and ends. Mostly you notice the small wallet inside the purse, with a driver's license that matches you exactly now. Smiling, you toss the flashlight into the purse and walk out of the fitting room.
After an uneventful ride home, you walked into your house, thankful that your parents and siblings were out of town for a special conference for the week, leaving you alone to experiment with the flashlight as you see fit. You quickly head upstairs to your room, and are stopped suddenly by what you see. The entire room has been made over to fit your newfound feminity. There are still a few hallmarks to your old life, a desk with a computer on it, the same beanbag chair you had before in the corner, but everything else has changed to fit your new identity. You head over to your closet and, with less of a surprise, you note that all of your clothes have transformed to their female counterparts.
Eager to explore your new body, you quickly strip off your clothes and stand in front of the full bodied mirror. Your hands roam up and down the soft contours of your skin, feeling shudders of pleasure going up and down your body. Your small hands cradle your large breasts, tweaking the nipples ever so slightly, causing you to moan in pleasure. You become slightly curious as you look at your breasts, and wonder exactly how big they could get. Reaching for your purse, you pull out the flashlight and set it for the bright pink setting. You shine the light on your chest, and are immeditately overcome with a warm sensation. You watch in awe as your breasts start to expand in the aura of the pink light. After several seconds, you stop and flip the flashlight off. You grasp your newly expanded bosom, marveling at the huge melon shaped orbs that hang off your chest. You guess they might be in the G-Cup range, after all that time.
You smile to yourself, eager to try more things out with the flashlight, when off in the distance you hear the door bell ring. You rush to find your tight shirt and a pair of pants, throwing them on so you don't answer the door in the nude. You open the door, only to find...