Gasping on all fours, staring at the floor, you suddenly notice your wrist. The bracelet from earlier is now covered in pink spots, tight around your dainty wrist. Dainty wrist?! You quickly inspect your arm... it's thinner and weaker than before... your forearm covered in tiny freckles, your skin pale and smooth. You focus your attention on your hands: each finger is light and nimble, almost hairless. They're just like Sherry's hands... Sherry!
Her name sends your mind into an even deeper spiral, every one of your fantasies about her coming to the forefront of your mind. You want Sherry's delicate hands wrapped around your cock. Luckily, you've got a fine set of hands yourself.
You quickly flip yourself on your back and begin fumbling with your zipper. Your overwhelmed mind having difficulty giving you the control to operate even a simple pair of pants. As your hands stumble around the top of your fly, you feel it. You've got a massive erection... as big as you've ever had before. You can feel the heat through your pants... but more importantly, your dick can feel your hands fumbling around. Your mission becomes even more urgent, your cock pressing harder and harder against your pants as your feminine hands pull at the zipper.
A couple of pulls later and the zipper is down, a familiar bulge immediately pressing out through the new hole. You unsnap the button at the top of your pants and the mass of your erection pushes out even further. For a moment you catch yourself staring at the lump in your underwear... amazed at the size... you can see it pulsating under your briefs as you slowly hump the air.
The transformation has long stopped bothering you, as you're now far too aroused to think about anything other than getting that dick of yours...