"Welcome to the First Wave" is all the note says.
You hear a gasp from the gathered crowd, then look back up. The crowd has moved a step away from a man who appears to be changing, the legs of his jeans retracting to reveal smooth skin that's gradually darkening.
One of the deli's outdoor chairs clatters to the ground. Another man has stood up suddenly, looking down at his body in disbelief as his shirt shrinks down to a halter top, breasts enlarging on his chest -- the woman across the table from him looks up in horror.
Another man yells, "Oh, my God!" He can only stand and look in horror as his T-shirt and khakis merge together and shrink to a sequined minidress, the shape of his figure altering to a severe hourglass.
The onlookers that still have the presence of mind to be filming with their cell phones don't know which way to turn. There are about 10 men in the crowd of about 3 dozen people who are undergoing a similar transformation to yours -- that makes it about half the men.
Within moments, the changes have finished, the crowd stunned for the most part, although one woman -- not one of the transformees -- is making some whimpering noises. Like you, the other new women almost seem to be epitomes of femininity, with curvy bodies and beautiful faces and hair, wearing clothes that are elegant but revealing, shoes with very high heels, jewelry, and makeup. But also, a couple of them became black, a couple Latina, a couple look south Asian, a couple are east Asian like you, and you think one now looks native American -- there are no Caucasians in the bunch.
You hear a quick "whoop" from a siren and turn around to see a police car pull up to the curb in a no-parking zone. Two male police officers get out of the vehicle, and the one on the passenger side says, hesitantly, "Uh, we got a report here that --"
He's interrupted by a scream.