Tim gasped as he saw his clothing. He was still clearly in his male body... and thank GOD, it was wholly male
again; the spell had clearly undone his spaying. But his clothing... he was dressed in a t-shirt with the Star
Wars logo on it, but it was a tiny, tight-fitting, pink t-shirt, and it was clearly designed for a girl. And his
shorts were clearly girls' shorts, too; they were tiny and tight and stopped right below his crotch instead of
falling loose to his knees or further like a pair of men's shorts, showing a lot of leg... and those legs were
now shaved. His feet were bare, but his toenails were painted the same color of red as his fingernails.
"Tammy, are you okay?" Paul asked.
Tim was too stunned to answer. He dropped the phone and ran to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind him, Tim
looked into the mirror and gasped at what he saw.