Taking The Pill

Eva:

Rachel throws open the door and throws me into an open stall. There wasn't more than two other women in the whole office, so we had a solid chance of privacy for our experiment. The capsule clenched in my hand, I nervously sit down.

"Eva, don't worry, it really is painless." Rachel says, her catlike eye peering through the crack.

I slam my hand to cover the spot, telling her, "Privacy, please. I don't need you perving out."

Rachel takes a step back, placing her hand over her heart in mock hurt and mouthing "Ouch."

Taking a deep breath, I get ready to swallow, before pausing. I needed to take my clothes off. I wasn't wearing anything particularly androgynous, and definitely not anything that would hold someone with broader shoulders. So, begrudgingly, I remove my blouse and pants, leaving myself in just my simple baby blue unders.

"Rach, is there anything I could wear?" I ask through the door, piquing the attention of my promiscuous friend.

"Uh, I suppose you could take my blazer, but I can't help you with any bottoms. Are you naked in there?" Rachel calls, a little too loud.

A blush rushes to my face, and I ignore the second part of the question, though muttering a thank you for the jacket. Unclasping my bra, and rolling my panties down my legs, I sit in my birthday suit, inhaling one last time before the point of no return.

Downing the pill, the effects are immediate, and my vision goes white.

A high pitched "GAH!" deepens as my vocal chords masculinize. I feel a strange sensation in my bones as I grow, my legs extending along with my other limbs and torso. The feeling of my hair on my shoulders disappears as it shortens into a shaggy mess.

The strongest stimulant, though, was in my groin. I felt a near burning heat in my core, not painful, but just past comfortable. My sensory receptors go into overdrive as a penis emerges from what once held my vagina.

In real time, it takes only about a minute, maybe two. For me? It felt like an eternity. As the changes to my body set in, my eyes clear, and I reach up to feel my face. Now, instead of my soft, girl-next-door features, there was a cute, slightly feminine, but definitely masculine face. The rest of my body was skinny, lean with muscle, almost like a tennis player. Moving past the shock of being a man, I look down to see the answer to my question.

"Well, Babes, what are we working with?"