Drake felt his eyes twitch and he rubbed them. As the orgasmic changes racked his body he didn't notice that he lost another three inches in height, bringing him to 4'10. He felt breasts form but not balloon into huge globules of flesh as he thought they would. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times not used to their shape. Black hair cascaded down his shoulders, stopping at two feet of length.
Suddenly all the changes stopped. Drake looked down at herself, a hairy bush immediately drew her attention, it acended from her new sex in a perfect, if unwieldy rectangle. Her figure was wafer thin, with b-cup breasts. Her complexion was darker than she expected. She jumped out of the showerstall to look in a mirror and was stunned. A cute oriental girl of about 19 stared back at her from the mirror.
"So." Drake said to herself smiling, "This is what Ethan likes in a woman. I sure hope I don't disappoint him." She smiled and went to her duffel bag to dress.