He becomes a bombshell female version of himself!

A jolt pulsed through his skull almost immediately. He groaned, his muscles twitching involuntarily. The RAC clattered to the floor as his body convulsed, readings spiking wildly on nearby monitors. Still seated, he clutched his head.

“I... I’m experiencing **** sensory overload” he shouted into the voice recorder nearby, breath coming fast. He glanced down and froze.

His boxer briefs were suddenly flat at the crotch. Where once there had been a bulge, there was now... nothing.

“No, no, no...!” he murmured, tugging at the waistband in a frenzy. “Oh god, it’s missing. It’s gone!”

Then, a new sensation. A buzzing across his scalp, followed by the warm, oddly satisfying weight of something cascading down. Long, auburn locks spilled past his shoulders, silky strands obscuring his glasses and tickling his bare back. He brushed them aside, a grin tugging at his lips.

“Wait, no… it’s working. It’s actually working!”

His frame began to narrow. Shoulders pulled inward as a pressure swelled in his chest. Hesitantly, he brought his hands down and gasped. Soft, sensitive flesh pushed up against his palms, blossoming outward.

“Oh, wow, maybe a C-cup? Or... no, they’re still going...”

The growth surged. His chest swelled into heavy, rounded breasts, full and undeniably feminine. Another pulse rippled through his midsection.

“And, that’s the waist transformation kicking in,” he giggled, dazed and breathless.

His torso twisted subtly. Waist cinched tight as his hips widened, bones shifting under skin. The boxer briefs slipped down around his ankles as his thighs thickened, his ass swelling in perfect symmetry.

“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, reaching behind to squeeze a now plump, perfectly rounded cheek. “This ass is... obscene!”

His chest pulsed again. “Oh no, not done?” he yelped, laughing in disbelief, as his breasts inflated further, marveling at the sheer weight of his new breasts, now easily a G-cup.

“Okay. Yeah. That’s officially ridiculous,” he said, wobbling slightly from the added weight.

Then came a tingling warmth across his face. His voice caught in his throat, rising in pitch as his jaw softened and cheekbones lifted. His lips plumped, nose slimmed, and eyelashes stretched into thick, fluttery fans. He blinked into the mirror across the room and gasped.

“I... I’m a woman. It actually worked.”

She - the woman who had been Dr. Jonathon Kekyll - stood transfixed by the reflection. High cheekbones, pouty lips, a beauty mark perfectly placed above the mouth, and striking green eyes framed by cascading auburn locks.

Tentatively, she touched her face, then her arms, sliding her hands along her hourglass frame. Every movement sent her new body jiggling and reacting in ways that thrilled her to the core.

She breathed heavily, cupping the generous swell of her chest with awe. “They’re incredible.” Turning slowly, she admired the sensual sway of her hips and the bounce of her full backside. Her body was curvaceous yet compact - about five foot four, all softness and sensuality.

She chuckled, voice now light, feminine, and laced with confidence.
“I’m... kind of a knockout.”

Behind her, the lab’s monitors chirped: Transformation complete. Physiological and neurological parameters aligned. Gender identity: Female.

The ID badge on the desk seemingly blinked and updated. The name “Dr. Jonathon Kekyll, PhD.” dissolved into "Dr. Joana Kekyll, PhD." with a perfectly poised, professionally taken photo of her new self.

She picked it up, eyes glistening, and smiled wide.

“Dr. Joana Kekyll,” she repeated softly, then with pride. “That’s me now.”

A soft, pleased moan escaped her lips as she examined her reflection again.

“I’m Dr. Joana Kekyll... and I’m stunning!"

The excitement flooded her. Her nipples tingled, visibly erect, and a subtle warmth grew between her thighs. She was fully, undeniably female - body, but perhaps not in brain and soul.

The RAC had worked. Not only had it succeeded, it had exceeded every expectation.

“All those years,” she whispered, eyes glimmering. “Finally paid off.” Joana straightened up and stretched. Her voluptuous body shimmered with potential.