Waits for the change

I looked at myself in the mirror of my car. My breathing quickened, my stomach turned upside down. "Fuck Luke... you really went through with it..." I thought to myself. I grabbed a bag from the back of my car and put it in the passenger seat. Inside was an outfit some girl left at my apartment a few months ago. Until I learned about the measurements for my new body, this outfit would have to do.

My visioned blurred as I slumped into my seat. My head ringing as I could feel something changing. My clothes becoming unbelievably loose and an emptiness between my thighs. After only a few minutes more, I felt the changes stop completely.

I was panting and out of breath as my chest heaved up and down. Two heavy orbs pressed against my now oversized shirt. In shock, I adjusted the mirror. I now sat noticeably shorter in the driver's seat. What I saw caused me to gasp in shock. The most beautiful woman I had ever scene was looking back at me. I touched my cheek, all while keeping my eyes fixed on the mirror. I took this pill willingly. Yet I could not believe what was right before my eyes. A stunning brunette with full lips and brown eyes.

Needing more proof, I grabbed my shirt. I struggled to lift it over my head and my long soft, brunette hair. I tossed it in the back as I looked down at the best tits I had ever scene. Large yet firm. Probably the size of cantaloupes and they were baby smooth. I ran my hands over them and my hard nipples. I gasped as my voice sounded like some bitch in a porno. My heart raced as I discovered my new body. I kicked off my shoes and socks and easily slid out of the oversized jeans and boxers. I tossed them in the backseat as well.

Sitting back in my seat, I felt the cold leather against my bare ass and silky smooth thighs. Opening my legs, a neatly trimmed patch of dark hair covered my new hidden sex. My former prized cock was gone. I sat in disbelief. Nothing was between me. I felt so open and empty. Is this how all women felt?

As much as I wanted to, "explore" my new body, I needed to stay on schedule. Reaching out, I opened the bag with my soft hands. Pulling out the outfit left behind, I pulled the white top with spaghetti straps over my head. My new breasts wanted to explode out the top as I cursed myself for not coming better prepared. I slid the booty shorts over my tiny bare feet and up my toned legs and finally over my firm ass cheeks. I grabbed the flats from the bag and strapped them to my feet and ankles.

I gathered up my discarded clothes. It seemed like a giant had wore these. Getting out of the car, I struggled not to drop any of the clothes as I walked to garbage bin. I threw them away but starred at the bin. I would be back to normal soon. This was necessary for my survival. That was it.

I walked back to the car as my hips swayed from side to side. This would take alot of getting used to. I felt like most girls walked like this cause they wanted my cock. I felt ignorant as now I could see it was just the way some girls walked. My mind raced. Would I be getting whistled at now? Would I be just walking like a slut because I wanted their cocks? I felt a warm sensation in my lower belly as I began to ache. It felt like I needed pressure between my thighs. Like I said before, something was missing. Something needed to be filled, desperately. I did my best to shut this thinking and feelings down. I needed to focus as I entered my car again. I drove off towards the address where my new life for a month would get its start. Hopefully it would all end quickly.