I noticed locks of blonde hair rapidly sprouting from my head as my muscles and fat shrunk to a far more appealing shape. As I shrunk in height I noticed my pecks expanding and curving into two huge, round breasts. My waist felt as if it was being squeezed as my hips grew noticeably wider. As my body grew even slimmer and shorter, I felt my baggy jeans slipping down my smooth thighs. The hair on my body had disappeared, leaving a smooth feel on my tanned, spotless skin. I panicked as my masculinity drew closer and closer to disappearing until, finally, the tingling sensation ended. In horror, I simply glared at the mirror, completely overcome by shock and awe.
I was staring into the mirror, looking back at me was a very attractive young blonde girl with surprisingly enormous breasts, almost the reflection of the girl of my dreams. Although my jeans had fallen to my ankles, and my baggy t-shirt barely covered the top of my thighs, I did not care, I was awestruck at my reflection. I dropped my head down to analyze my new body. The first thing I noticed was the huge bouncing breasts blocking my view of my own feet. I placed my new hands on them and jiggled them about for a bit, watching myself in the mirror as I did so. I analyzed further, noticing that the most manly part of my body was completely gone, leaving behind a small patch of pubic hair. I searched my body for it, only find a very juicy pair of buttocks and a hole in between my legs. The more I groped myself, the more my nipples became erect.
Finally realization settled in when a cool breeze between my thighs regained my senses. I looked down to see my jeans wrapped around my ankles. At that point, I realized the situation that I was in. Somehow, some way, I had transformed into a young girl, possibly aged fifteen, in the middle of the boy's lavatory, in the middle of a crowded college, with my trousers on the floor. If anyone walked in on me at this point, I would have fainted. Could things get any worse?
Desperately I tried to pull up my jeans, only to fall flat on my chest, slightly bouncing on my new breasts. I was clearly unable to balance my new body in a vertical position. I struggled back to my feet, grabbing my jeans as I did so, pulling them up to my waist. Unfortunately however, they were now too baggy to fit me without a long, strong belt to hold them up. Even my boxer shorts were too baggy for me! I had no choice but to try and hold them up for the time being. This was embarrassing. There I was, holding my pants up, with both hands, wearing trainers that I could barely keep over me tiny feet, and a baggy t-shirt exposing an unusual amount of cleavage, but still not too baggy to hide my erect nipples.
Despite how much I struggled to maintain my clothing however, and despite what I looked like, I knew that I couldn't stay in the boy's lavatory much longer. I had to leave, preferably without being spotted and, if possible, figure out a way to change myself back to normal, or at least find myself a private place to regain my composure. With this in mind, I slightly opened the heavy door, suddenly realizing the lack of strength I now possessed as I struggled to push the door open, and peeked my head out to check if the coast was clear. To my relief, no one was in sight. I slipped through the door, my erect nipples harshly scraping the frame and, while struggling to keep my jeans over my waist, I crept out into the corridor.
Things were bad at this point. How could I face my friends looking like this? How could I return home to my parents looking like this? If I had to endure this transformation, why did it have to take place during the first break period? I still had two more lectures and a lunch break to press though! At this point however, that did not matter. I was more concerned with not being caught.
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