A buxom brunette with a model’s body

I open my eyes slowly to see Jeffrey standing before me, with maybe a bit of a worried expression on his face. Is he worried that I might’ve seen my life flash before my eyes in the previous moment? “You okay?” he asks.

I nod at first, feeling different, but not in pain, which is a good thing. I open my mouth to speak, “Yeah,” but I hold up my hand to my lips, shocked to hear that it’s not my manly voice that I had used moments before. I briefly see Jeffrey smile before seeing that my hand is not the manly one I had before. My original, fair skin color is the same, but the fingers of my hand are thinner and maybe a bit shorter. Even my nails have turned out to be beautiful, as if the pill had them well manicured as I transformed. The words “delicate” and “dainty” come to mind when describing my hand. Jeffrey offers me his hand and I take it, observing that it is small compared to his larger hand. He pulls me up to my feet and I stumble, feeling a new balance once I’m standing.

Before taking the pill, my eye level was around Jeffrey’s chin, making him a bit taller than me. Now, as I stand on my new feet, I’m looking up at him even more than previously, my eye level having dropped to his shoulder. I’ve now noticed that I haven’t let go of Jeffrey’s hand. It feels good, even as he caresses it with his thumb. The contrast between his darker skin color and my tan complexion is an interesting observation in my eyes. It’s then when my pants drop to the floor, leaving me in my boxers, which stay on for some reason. There is a certain tightness I feel from the garment’s waistband..

“I have some clothes, if you want to change into something more appropriate,” Jeffrey says.

Unbelieving, I ask, “You have clothes? That will fit me?” It’s still so surreal hearing my voice ring out.

“Hey, I’m the one with the X-Change pill. I’ve dabbled in it before,” he replies. Now I’m curious how he looks when he takes an X-Change.

“You should ask him how he’s dabbled in it, miss,” says a voice. I look up for find, spying on us from the second floor...