"I wish, that for one hour you were a transsexual. Then maybe you'd be a little more sensitive to what those people go through."
Jon had a creeping sense of doom as he felt reality shift as well as his body and clothes.
"Karen, do realize what you just did?!" Jon whined in a husky soprano. Jon coughed. "My voice won't go back to normal!"
Karen turned around and looked at the young lady that stood in Jon's place, actually a young lady that looked alot like Jon in drag. She (?) looked presentable enough though. Jon's hair had become long and hung straight down to her shoulders. Her face was almost exatly like Jon's, she had the same big nose but her eyebrows were plucked and her makeup was applied to maximum feminizing effect. Jon attire changed to a tight pair of girl's clamdiggers and platform sandals. She had a tight pink t-shirt with a cartoon flower on the front. The shirt plainly revealed a cute pair of b-cup tits but otherwise her figure was too square and her hands too large to be a real girl.
"Oh Jon," Karen muttered, "I had no idea... are those real?" She asked while pointing at Jon's new breasts.
Jon grabbed one and winced at the tenderness. "Yes." Jon tried to force his voice into a lower register.
"You're probably taking hormones. Do you still have your... you know?"
Jon unbuttoned her pants and turned around. "Yeah, barely. I'm wearing two pairs of underwear to... smooth things out." Jon suddenly became sullen. "Karen, how could you do this to me? I'm not a girl and I'm not a boy, I've never felt anything like this, I've never felt so... so... uncomfortable. Like I'm some sort of ..freak!"
"Well, Jon... it's only for an hour."
Tears began to well up in Jon's eyes as he sat down. "I don't think I can stand this for an hour. You don't know how it feels to be an alien in your own skin."
Jon grabbed for the rock, but her transformation had made her weak. Being a transexual meant starving oneself to fit into women's clothes.
Jon and Karen both had a firm grip on the rock now, and Karen was scared at what Jon might do in her desperate state.
"Jon! Please calm down! Don't say anything you'll regret!"
