Jon staggered backwards as a pink ray hit him. He clenched his fists and upturned his face to the sky as the
transformations took hold. New legs, alabaster white, shot out of his hips. Suppler than their male
counterparts, they immediately shed their hairs. Jon's bone structure continued to shift, grinding fiercely,
until it came to rest at a height of 5'11". Meanwhile, Jon's new face had asserted itself; his grey eyes turned
to hazel as his features became more elegant. Creamy breasts, classical in nature, grew from his - now her -
chest
whilst her fingers thinned and tapered. Dainty. Orange waves burst from her head, and the metamorphosis was
complete.
Jon had became Johanna.
Pulling her t-shirt over her head, Johanna stripped naked and examined her gorgeous body in the mirror, smiling
at her glamorous new physique. Yes. This was perfect.