Yes

I watched the last yes vote come through, the option go grey, and then I felt everything change. Not in a sweeping sensation, but all at once. One second I was me, with my short brown hair and average build for a guy and wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, and then... I wasn't.

Now, my hair hung to my shoulders and had a slight wave to it. I was small, now. I had been 5'11" before, but as I stood I found that I had to have shrunken by at least 6". I had 2 mid sized breasts on my chest and a decent ass. I was now wearing a pink top with thin straps that showed off my cleavage and a bit of mu stomach and tight jeans. No socks, showing my toenails painted black. The same polish was on my fingernails.

The strangest part was how... normal it felt. I could vaguely recall growing up like this, being this woman.

I was pulled from my reflection, however, when my door opened and Mack stepped in. "Hey Jen," he said. His eyes scanned my body as he walked in. "Checking out the new goods?"

"What the hell?" I asked. "Why would you do this to me?"

"The numbers were all off. 4 and 2? That can be tough to manage. 3 and 3, though..." Mack said as he sat at the end of my bed, then started undoing his pants. After a moment, he pulled out his dick, which had to be at least 8 inches, then looked at me.