Eric left his room and walked down the stairs, his breasts shaking up and down with each step. He could feel his long, curly hair swaying behind him. It was a bit heavy, but it wasn't too distracting. When he reached the bottom of the steps, he headed to the kitchen, making sure not to walk in front of any open windows. He didn't want to risk any of his neighbors seeing him. He opened the refrigerator and shivered as the cold air flowed outward. His exposed chest seemed especially sensitive to the cold. He quickly grabbed a soda and shut the door.
"Eric, it's done," Lisa yelled from upstairs. "I'm going to go ahead and start it, okay?" "Alright," replied Eric. "Go ahead, I'll be up in a minute." He sat down at the kitchen table and took a sip from his drink. The familiar tingling sensation spread across his body. Taking another sip, he cringed, as he felt a pain in his abdomen. His waist began to shrink, as his hips pushed outward. His ass began to swell as well, becoming a bit bulbous in his now tight jeans. He continued to drink. His jeans became even more uncomfortable as his legs began to expand, becoming plump and curvy. Another sip, and Eric's stomach began to gurgle, pushing outward. One last sip, and he felt his lips growing, engulfing the last drops of the soda. He set the can down onto the table, but the warm feeling was still there.
Looking down, Eric could see his jeans creeping up his legs, eventually stopping a bit above his knees. The denim fabric began to fuse, creating a skirt. The skirt itself became soft, dark blue fabric, resting easier on his skin. Eric spread his legs, feeling a bit more freedom. His socks began to follow, becoming stockings that stretched to just below his knees. He could feel the fabric around his crotch, which was a bit tight, shifting a bit. The black silk strips that covered his nipples began to expand outward, becoming cups that were able to support Eric's large breasts. A gray fabric began to cover his new bra, wrapping his upper torso in a tight blouse.
Eric slowly stood up, feeling a bit off balance. He walked toward the bathroom, not wanting to risk tripping on the stairs before getting his bearings. Staring at him in the mirror was a young girl's face. He admitted that he looked pretty cute. His puffy cheeks gave his face a nice roundness. He threw his lengthy hair backward, trying to get a better look at himself. His abdomen had become a bit more plump, although it didn't look out of place amongst his curvy rear end. He lifted his skirt, noticing his erect dick pushing up a tent made of white lace panties.
"Eric, are you coming up?" Eric could hear Lisa calling for him. He left the bathroom, taking his time as he walked to the stairs. With every step, his entire body jiggled. It made him feel a bit uncomfortable. His hips swayed from left to right, lightly tapping the walls of the narrow stairway. Entering his bedroom, he was startled as Lisa quickly ran up to him and hugged him. Eric let out a small, surprised whimper. Lisa stepped back, allowing Eric to get a better look at her. She had grown as well, looking a bit more plump than Eric due to her shorter height. She still had her jeans, but had gained a blouse similar to Eric's. "How's my big girl?" Eric didn't have a chance to respond before Lisa embraced him again. "I'm still a guy!" Eric's voice was much softer. Lisa let go of him again. "You sure don't look like it," she said, looking him over. "Oh wait, technically, you still are a guy. We didn't set it to change reality, so everyone still expects us to be normal. Your mom'll be a bit surprised when she sees you like this..." "We can't let her see me like this!" Lisa chuckled. "Don't worry, we'll change back soon enough. Besides, don't you want to keep playing with this thing?" Eric looked down at his new feminine body. "Yeah, I guess," he replied, nervously.
Eric took a seat in front of the computer.