putting on Marva's gloves, you don't feel anything. they all of a sudden you feel a tingling sensation. you look at your hands which now go from hard and stubby to a soft and feminine one. the nails start start to turn red.
surprised, you run to the toilet just around the corner. you feel your hair growing from a short black trim to long, straight and dark.
you get to the toilet. no one's there. you look in the mirror, where the sink is, and you see your face molding into hers. your face now becomes more tanned and starts softening. ''whats happening to me'' you screech in a woman voice as you touch your neck than your mouth. your manhood then leaves as your little friend disapeares. you grab your crotch while giving a wild screech. you then lift you trousers to see that your legs had become smaller and more sexy as well as smoothly shaven. Then you look up to see that, in the mirror, a pair of d sized breasts exploded on your chest like molds extending your white shirt and jacket which have appeared out of nowhere. your suit has changed and slimmed down with your body, giving it a more erotic and modelled look as you take your jacket off. if that wasn't enough you notice your hair had suddenly wrapped itself into a pony tail and if that wasn't enough, you see that your trousers and joined together and shrinked, turning them into a tight black business skirt.
''oh my'' you say in your new feminine voice, ''im Mrs. Marva Dorhamad''
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