A Blonde Bombshell

Casey gasped for air, eyes flying open as he woke. It'd only been a moment, but his senses had no way to know it. The pain was gone. The awful burning sensation and itching a foggy memory. His head felt strange but wasn't hurting. It took a few seconds for him to catch his mind up on what had just happened. Casey couldn't look down, he didn't dare. The act of moving felt foreign to him. He placed his hands, delicate, shaped and manicured hands onto the titled floor. He closed his eyes, regretting ever allowing himself to be so stupid as to agree to this. On unsteady legs he stood, reaching out and using the sink to support himself. When he could feel himself upright, he let himself open his eyelids and witness what the pill had done.

Staring back at him was a complete stranger. Long, flowing blonde hair without a single imperfection fell from his head to just below his shoulders, the roots a touch darker than his ends. His once handsome features had shifted and morphed. Now his face was gorgeous. Blue eyes hidden behind long, dark lashes gazed out from a noble, angelic face. His nose fit perfectly upon his features and his lips were thick and tempting. He reached up a shaking hand to touch his new face, seeing his hands once more. No longer his own. The ring his dad had given him was loose and ill fitting now on his slender fingers. Casey gazed down, drinking in the rest of his body. His shirt clung weirdly to his figure. The chest area now pushed out while the shoulders were far to wide. He knew what would be beneath the shirt. He unbuttoned it a little, struggling with the length of his nails. The shirt came loose though and he let it slip away. Cass swallowed hard, transfixed. He'd never seen such an amazing pair of tits outside of porn. His new torse was slim around the shoulders, smooth, pale skin went unnoticed compared to his bust. Casey had no way to know the size of his new breasts, but they were big. They hung at just the right part of his chest while still being perked. They were full and round and surely had to be enhanced but there was no way for them to be so. Gingerly he reach up to clasp one in his hand. Sensation shot through his new body when he did, causing him to gasp. He was sensitive, clearly. But there was more.

He stood back, examining his figure in full. Now topless, he looked at his jeans, hanging awkwardly from him. They were split around his hips, unable to contain their new size. They expanded out from his slim waist, leaving him with a shapely hourglass stature. It was clear from the length of the jeans he'd shrunk in height too. At least a couple inches. Once again struggling with the buttons, Casey removed his jeans with a ripping sound as the back gave out. What remained fell away to the floor. He looked at himself again, transfixed with how good he looked. Then, of course, his thoughts ran to his manhood. He reached down slowly, knowing already what would be there and what wouldn't. His fingers gently traced the outline of his new sex, the once familiar mass of his cock and balls gone. He let out a small gasp again as his finger touched over his new pussy, the sensation unlike anything he'd had before. 'Why am I so calm?' Casey thought to himself even as he now touched his new body. Javier had been calm to, after the change. Perhaps something in the pill to ease the transition? The out of body feeling was fading quickly and he turned, his mind racing away to continue his curious examination of his new form. Now into the back half. Perhaps even a X-Change pill couldn't take the 'ass man' out of him. The pill hadn't disappointed in that regard. Cass' old underwear still hugged his new figure, the material baggy in the front and struggling around his hips. The back had slipped between the cheeks of his new ass. It walked the border between perfect and fake. Massive and shaped exactly to his frame. The sort of ass which clapped just by walking and one girls on social media spent hours posing to appear half the size. Indeed, he tried to, twisting his body and gazing back at the mirror. He experimented, bouncing on the balls of his feet several times. His butt wobbled and shook. Not only that, his thighs were thick and curvy, running down into shapely legs.

"Holy shit.." A female voice said, Casey didn't even realise it was his own for a second.

Then a loud banging from the door made Casey gasp.

"Bro, you good? What's happening? You hear us?" A voice, muffled by the door called out. How long had he been standing there, examining himself?