She freaks out as she feels this hair in her face and you look at her and guess she will be even freaking out more, because you see your sister boobs, slowly shrinking... After that, you see a bulge in her underwear. She is becoming more muscular, and her face is not only having this shadow beard, but an overall masculine appearance!
You feel horny just seeing your sister turn into a man. Then, her clothes began to rip. You see that our sister now has a six pack, and her chest is flat for sure. You decide to...calm her down somehow or at least this is what you try!
So, you try to speak with her:
"Kristen, I don't know what happened exactly, but something has happened. Maybe there was testosterone in that pill or something, which caused these changes.
Don't freakout, I'm sure we can find a way to fix this, so don't worry.”
Kristen looks at you, wide eyed, then looks down to see thick hair coating her slender arms. Her eyes go wide, and her eyebrows raise. She opens her mouth to speak and. she freaks out as she realized that she now had a huge manhood between her legs…
As her fingers encountered the tool, her eyes widen in shock:
“Ah” she screams, her voice sounding like a man’s voice. Her hairy hands are rubbing her new manhood and she drawled it, hoping it to come off. But it only created pain….
She gives up this attempt quickly and proceeds to see the full extent of the damage. She saw the young man she was now inside the mirror!
Fearing her reaction you take a few steps away from her.
“NO…” she cries. “I am a man!” she speaks in her male voice.
Her eyes widen at the sight of her male hairy flat chest she is heaving now…
Gone are her perky C cup, they turned into male parts as all the rest of her body.
“What the heck should I do now!?” she yelled at you, with her deep voice.
“I am a guy!” she said. “I have a beard…” she whispered, feeling the coarse hairs on her cheeks.
“Um… it’s actually a stubble” you mumble, instantly regretting it when her eyes glared at you.
“Asshole, do you think it’ll wear off?” she barked. “I don’t want to be a boy forever!”
she yelled, grabbing her dark chest hairs.
She let them go with a frustrated groan and then whipped her mouth. Since you did not give an answer to her questions, she made a face. A face of anger and this face looked directly at you!
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