For now.

The presence of a solid door between you and Sam was a good first step to calming down and looking at the situation rationally. After moment to slow your breathing you walk to the sink and take another look at your new body. It seemed that you'd lost all of the hair below your scalp and eyebrows. As your eyes roved down past the new feminine features you pulled your hands up to your throat to find your Adam's apple missing. With a sigh you take off your undershirt and boxers and get a first look at your new body.

Your hands fall down your newly changed chest. Your work at the gym had been paying off, after months of sweat and tears you'd begun to notice muscles with some definition. Those gains had been taken last night along with most of your dick. Your hands danced around the hints of breasts and brushed against your nipples. A shiver shot down your spine and you heard a high pitched squeak come from somewhere. Your stomach sank when you realized it was your voice. The sensation from your nipples was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. Another moan escaped your lips. Realizing where your actions were leading you quickly pull your fingers away from your budding breasts.

After a quick moment to center yourself you continue the exploration. Your waist has narrowed but your hips had widened. After a moments hesitation you turned to get a good look at your new ass. The changes had spared your thighs from any reduction in size. The difference was where once hard earned muscle held firm beneath probing fingers, your new ass was plush and supple. You gave it a test squeeze and earned another soft moan as a reward. Your penis had not escaped the changes that afflicted you and Sam. Your respectable 6 inches were gone, replaced with what you could only describe as a nub. Even your balls had shrunk, barely filling your sack at all. You took two fingers to stroke it and buckled at your knees, letting loose a high pitched wine. It might have gotten smaller but your little clit dick more than made up for it in sensitivity. Spurred on by the **** sensation you fall to your knees rapidly stroking the little manhood you had left. It took you barely a dozen strokes before you exploded, eyes rolling back into your head. At this you fell back, and lay on the bathroom floor twitching with the aftershocks.

Your revere is suddenly broken by the sound of the handle turning...