PUZZLE BOX: May As Well See What Else There Is

''Shit, shit, shit'' Hank said, trying to grasp how this could even be possible.

She'd just turned into a girl. Just like that.

She had to get her neighbour to fix this, she had to march over there...

''Whoa!'' She reached out to stabilise herself against the wall as she almost tripped on the now oversized pants that lay around her ankles.

Okay. So she had to get dressed. Then she'd get her neighbour to fix this. She stepped out of her pants and looked back at herself in the mirror. She couldn't deny she looked cute with the oversized business shirt hanging off her slim frame. She did notice that at least she hadn't gotten any shorter, so that was something at least.

Not important. She needed to get clothes right now. Though running upstairs proved to be a strange experience with this strange new body, what awaited at the top was even stranger. The change of color scheme on the walls completely escaped hanks attention, but opening the bedroom door revealed what looked like a different house.

Simple and business like curtains and bedding were replaced with floral and lacy counterparts, the dull grey on the walls changed to an airy off white colour and the position once occupied by a modestly sized wardrobe had made way for a much nicer and much, much bigger counterpart.

''What the...'' She would have finished the expletive, but the unfamiliar feminine voice coming out of her mouth weirded her out. Instead she flung open the wardrobe and began flipping through stacks of women's clothing. Plenty of everything you could want, but there wasn't an oversized frumpy T-shirt or a pair of boxers anywhere to be seen.

Among the stacks of clothing, something caught her attention. Particularly the bras that were there. She held one up and examined it. Then brought it close to her chest and turned to the mirror next to her wardrobe. Unbuttoning her shirt to get a better look.

''This is way too bi... Oh, fuck no!'' She threw the bra to the ground as a pulsing sensation built in her chest. At first it just felt like the muscles in her chest twitching, but it was quickly followed by a warm tingling that seemed to hone in and focus onto her nipples.

''Ngghh, fuck'' She started to moan as the tingling built up into an ache that made her grind her palms into her chest, seeking some form of relief. The strangeness of making such feminine sounds quickly moving down her list of strange things to worry about as the sensation only got stronger, even as she crossed her arms over her breasts.

In fact, the only thing she achieved in doing so, was to highlight the fact that her boobs were steadily growing larger, the extra mass making every attempt to flow over her forearms as she unintentionally presented some pretty generous cleavage. She backed herself up against the wall to steady herself, slowly letting herself slide downwards until she was sitting on the floor.

''Shit, these things are huge'' As the sensations died down, she took her hands away from her boobs, wincing at the feeling of weight hanging off her chest. She only barely managed to button her shirt back up, her breasts making up the difference between her new slender female body and the slightly overweight male body that it was intended for. They also pulled the shirt tight enough that it no longer hung low enough to cover her crotch.

The process of standing up made her take notice of something else too. Her pussy was soaked.