Kyle was a few hundred metres from Shannon's house when he suddenly started to feel strange. As he walked, he
felt something soft bobbing against his shoulders, and his chest started to jiggle with each step. Kyle knew he
should be worried, but he suddenly found himself not caring. He just wanted to reach Shannon's and study. Even
when the rubber soles of his shoes started making the 'clack, clack clack' of high heels he kept on walking. His
legs were now long, slender and hairless, a pink and black checkered miniskirt covered his ass and little else,
while his enormous, K cup breasts bounced freely beneath the figure hugging purple jumper he was now wearing.
Kyle was aware of the fact that he was a woman, but for some reason study remained his top priority, so he kept
walking - naturally adopting a sway in the hips. When he reached Shannon's front door he realized that Kyle
really wasn't an appropriate name any more. When he knocked on the door a tall, well built man opened it.
"Wo are you?" He asked in a deep voice.
The young woman on the doorstep giggled. "Hi, I'm Kelly."