Body Only

John's body began to morph on its own. His hair was no longer short, but longer and impeding his vision. His arms were soft and frail, his legs long and luxurious. Even his face had softened to a more feminine look. Between his thighs there was only empty space. His chest expanded a couple cup sizes pulling at the fabric of his shirt. Petra turned to look at him.

"Oh my dear," said Petra. "My dear, I must insist I help you in to a new set of clothes this instant. I can't let you go walking around in that... travesty."

John looked around noticing that his cloths no longer fit his new body.