3...2...1...
And then Jack felt a tingling running through his body.
"Oh fuck" he exclaimend. "Wait... That thing affects me also?!"
But it was far too late to do anything about it as his flesh started to rearrange as he felt his point of view start to drop slowly from his usual 6'3'' and all the fat from his belly started to slowly crawl upwards, under his expanding nipples.
He was scared. So scared, in fact, that he almost didn't feel the changes happening. It seemed to him that he watched the transformation of his body from the outside. He watched how the breasts on his chest inflate to little cones to then crease underneath after they've gained enough uncomfortable mass to sag. He watched how his waist constricted while his hips expanded and expanded. Actually, his pelvis kept widening even after his breasts have been finished to the extent that no one would call his body shape anything else but 'pear'. He imagined that the person he saw would be even more uncomfortable with the size of their bottom than with the size of their bosom. Except that he was the one to occupy that body now.
As soon as the changes stopped he felt himself returning to his body and with that he was struck with all the feelings that came with it. He knew that he could never feel comfortable in that body....