You notice the changes

"Excuse me," you say. You walk back to the hallway away from prying eyes.

You look into a nearby mirror and see your are still a man wearing a red cocktail dress. But then you start to notice a few differences. Your beer gut is completely gone now. You hand rests on a flat stomach bound by red fabric. Your figure is hourglass and a lot more attractive. Looking down you can see your feet in the high heels look a lot more dainty than the giant monsters you had before.

"I'm turning into a woman?" you say in that silky voice that doesn't match your face. You run through the scenarios.

You could tell someone, but so far everyone has treated you as a woman.

You could take off all of the clothes and hope that the changes reverse. But you'd need to get a change of clothes.

The other, which teases itself in the back of your mind, is go on with the changes.