As Liz swept through the north end of the store, nothing really seemed amiss. Her co-workers had done a good job of staying on task, whether they were stocking the shelves, recording inventory, or helping out a customer. She spotted Rob and Steven talking in an aisle, which prompted a wave out of her to which they both responded with their own greetings from afar. As she continued her sweep, she spotted something she absolutely abhorred: somebody's trash that they decided to leave on a shelf.
"For the love of-" she said, cutting herself off before she used the lord's name in vain. "What possesses somebody to just leave their stuff like this? Utter slobs!". Liz grabbed the trash and began to walk to the nearest trashcan. She tossed it, and patted her hands together, "That takes care of that!" Liz said. She took a deep breath and turned away to continue her sweep, but she suddenly felt a bit woozy. Liz felt a bit light-headed for a moment, and her stomach did a few turns. These feelings only lasted a few seconds however and had left as quick as they came.
"What the hell was that?" Liz thought to herself, "It better than be that leftover pasta I ate earlier."
As she walked and looked around, Liz's body began to change, unbeknownst to her. It seemed as she walked past each aisle, something about her was different. Her long light brown ponytail seemed to be retracting back into her skull by the second, before settling to form into a sort of undercut, with her hair being longer on the top than on the sides. The features of her face became more rugged, as a 5 O'clock shadow had grown alongside her jawline and cheeks. Hair had also begun to sprout on her forearms, as the size of her arms started to increase as well, becoming more muscular and toned. Her rear and hips had shrunk considerably, taking away her feminine sway and replacing it with a masculine stride. Whatever leftover fat she had on her ass had been converted into muscle, which complimented her nice physique. The movement of her breasts had decreased until there was practically no movement at all, as her breasts had retreated into her chest and formed a quality pair of pecs, which did not put the same strain on her shirt as her breasts once did. Her pecs weren't able to fill out her bra as much but it still stayed attached to her as her muscles developed. Her shoulders grew outward, making the arms of her blouse a lot tighter than before, causing her to adjust them.
Liz found herself moving at a smoother pace, but wasn't aware of her transformation at the moment to attribute it to that.
The uncomfortable changes then occurred, as her feet began to grow in her loafers. Her toes curled as her feet became wider and longer, and Liz soon had a painful grimace on her face when she walked every couple of steps.
"I knew I shouldn't have worn these dammned things today!" Liz thought to herself, walking through the pain, "I'll have to toss them out when I get home. Way too tight!"
Then, the most significant change happened. Her female reproductive organs had pushed out of her vagina, as her ovaries had formed a decent-sized pair of testicles that now rested in her pants, at the top of her right leg. Liz had begun to unconsciously adjust her testicles as her thong continued to ride upon them, as it made her a bit uncomfortable.
This was nothing compared to what was coming next. A penis had begun to form out of where Liz's clit had once been, and a large one at that. Potentially because of how endowed she was as a woman, her member had to be at least 6" soft, and fairly girthy. Its outline became very prominent in the outline of her trousers. This was also very uncomfortable, as her thick log had to deal with the tightness of Liz's trousers as well as the tugging of her thong.
As Liz was heading middle of the store to meet up with Emma, she saw Ruby, who was one of the younger employees. She had been looking at her clipboard and back to an empty shelf, appearing confused.
"Might as well check in on the young people" Liz thought to herself, heading toward Ruby.
"Hello there!" Liz said as she approached Ruby. This caught Ruby off guard, as she let out a small gasp when Liz approached.
"Oh, Hello! How can I help you, sir?"
Liz frowned at that. Sir? That's a bit of a mean thing to say, even in jest. "Ruby? What do you mean sir? It's me?" Liz said. Liz was Ruby's hiring manager and had given her a lot of tips during her training, so she expected maybe a bit more respect.
"I'm sorry, I don't believe we've met?" Ruby said, with a perplexed look on her face.
"Liz?" Liz had said, hoping to jog Ruby's memory.
"If you want to talk to our assistant manager, I can ring her up if you'd like!" Ruby said cheerfully, reaching for her walkie-talkie.
"You know what kid, just keep doing with what you're doing, I don't have time for this" Liz said as she walked away, confused. She adjusted her penis in her pants unconsciously as her thong made it quite uncomfortable for the snake in her pants. She continued to head toward the middle of the store when her mind started to race a bit.
"What was Ruby talking about? How could she not recognize her? Was Ruby feeling okay?" Liz pondered as she continued to walk. She then walked by a clear display case and glanced at herself before doing a double-take. Liz stopped in her tracks to see who
was looking back at her. It was a man that she'd never seen before, in a suit similar to hers.
"Well, hello there, who are you?" she said to herself as she approached the reflection.
She observed as the male stranger mimicked her every movement. It seemed a bit comical at first, become she realized that the display case was displaying a reflection.
Liz froze, as the gears in her brain began to work. "is that... me?" Liz said, her heartbeat racing.
What does Liz do?
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