It's too cold! I need something on me NOW!

As soon as he stepped out of the shower, the odd coldness in the house chilled Sam to his bones. He quickly grabbed a towel and started to dry himself off. He noted that his newly hairless skin seemed oddly sensitive. Wherever the fuzzy pink fabric rubbed, little tingles spread throughout his body.

He tried rubbing dry his long hair, but it still slapped damply against his back sending an almost painful shock of cold through him. Finally, he simply piled his hair atop his head and wrapped the towel around it in a makeshift turban to keep it out of the way.

Sam shivered again and hugged his body. Even dry, he still felt the cold much more than before. But looking around, the Capri pants from before had vanished! The potential warmth of the bedroom seemed too far away to even make a dash to. His eyes fell on a pink silk bathrobe hanging on the bathroom door. Reluctantly he pulled it off the hook and wrapped it around his body, tying the waist closed. Despite the seemingly thin material and the fact that it only came down a few inches past his crotch, it did seem to keep out most of the cold. But now his bare feet were screaming on the cold tile floor. Noting a pair of slippers in the corner, he quickly stepped into them.

The slippers were, as everything else in this obviously feminine bathroom was, pink. They also had a slight heel to them and Sam stumbled as he stepped back to the center of the room. Turning, he caught a glimpse of himself in the bathroom mirror.

His reflection was disturbingly feminine. With long, hairless legs disappeared tantalizingly under a short pink bathrobe, and his hair wrapped up in a pink towel over a face that had become surprisingly smooth. The lotion had removed all trace of his facial hair. His eyebrows weren't completely gone, but narrowed to delicate arches. Of course, he hadn't rubbed any of the bodywash into his eyes, so his eyelashes remained full and long.

The silk robe rubbed against him as he moved and he found himself becoming aroused by his own reflection!

"This is ridiculous!" Sam thought to himself. "There's got to be some men's clothing in this house SOMEWHERE!"

Opening the door, and looking up and down the hall to make sure his friends didn't see him like this, Sam stepped out. A few awkward steps and he found the best way to keep his balance in the heeled slippers was to take dainty steps in a straight line. Chagrined, he realized this was causing his hips to sway back and forth with each step.