A Petite... Trap? Sissy?

As the transformation finally settled in, you finally get a chance to look at yourslef in the mirror. You try recalling what you filled out on the questionnaire moments ago, but with it all being listed in medical terminology you really just started to pick at semi random opinions. Only now did some of the phrases make sense.

You now stand in your new 4 year body, and you are scared of what you see and the implications of what you now understand that this was not a joke. You are now a small petite girlish looking boy. You have A, borderline B size breasts, incredible hips and thighs, with just the right amound of plush to them. This giclves you an undeniable hour glass figure, even if the waste could be a little tighter. You try to step back from the mirror, just to fall on your suprisingly well toned ass. For some reason, your feet arent able to make heel contat with the floor while standing.

The good doctor calls out to you, "are you alright in there?"

You feel your cheeks flush just a little. "Ye-yea... well im not hurt, but i am having trouble standing up."

"No suprise there, i dont suspect you have had many chances wearing many high heels, much less walk on your toes just because. When i saw that choice filled out, i nearly said something, but I am under strict orders to simply administer the choices and to set you up and let you go."

Another warm flash hits you as you look back at the mirror. Your eyes are almost a mit of hazle and green. And your hair grew out to be the length of mid back. You study your face and, my gosh, you are super cute! This small nose and a small amound of freckles is such a small addition to a look but it has taken things from the sister passing look to the girl next door.

You feel another small wave of heat, what is up with these waves of warmth? Is something not quite right with the formula you took? The doctor did mention that some effects may lead to some unintended consequences. You voice your concern. "Doc, I may want to have some things checked out."

The Doctor "hmm"s before asking "do you want emily or myself to join you, maybe help you get dressed?