There was no doubt now in Jon's mind that he looked more like a girl then a guy now, the evidence being plainly clear in the two, small, B-cup breasts that now adorned his chest.
He had awoken that morning to find that he had small breast buds on his chest, and quickly found a training bra in his underwear drawer to match. During the course of the day, as he had continued to masturbate and try to relieve himself of his ever-increasing libido, his bra...and his breasts...had continued to increase in size. He cupped them with his bare hands, which had shrunk down even more to become a nearly perfect example of feminine. His nails were also starting to get longer.
He had continued to shrink that day, finishing off just above 5'1''. He silently hoped he wouldn't get much shorter, but at the same time it turned him on being that short...just like the vision of the woman he had in his mind.
His hair was anything but short at this point. It now framed his face with slight curls hanging down from the front, and in back hung down to just above the middle of his back. He had started with a light brown color of hair, but it was now more along the lines of a dirty blonde, becoming thicker and richer with each passing hour.
His waist, which had begun to taper off a day earlier, had now come close to caving in, while his hips were starting to expand outward, giving him a clear definition of an hourglass shape. His legs were now beginning to shape themselves as well, his calves and thighs thinning out, and his feet shrinking down to become much smaller as well.
The only things which were clearly masculine were his face and his cock. But his face soon wouldn't be included in that category. His large nose had already shrunk to nearly half it's former size, and his large chin was well on its way as well. His lips were starting to become fuller, and more vibrant in their color. His face had rounded, becoming softer and more feminine in appearence, but clearly with still some hard edges that made it appear more androgynous than male.
His cock, however, had not shrunk down in size at all. The only change in it, he thought to himself was not in size but in sensitivity. Much like the rest of his body, his penis had become super sensitive to the slightest erogenous touch, so much so that walking was even turning him on.
The other thing that had changed was that people were treating him more like a girl. He drew the looks of several guys that day, who looked him over as he walked down the hallway. He even winked at a couple of them, surprised by how much he was growing into a flirt. He smiled when he thought what one more day would do to that flirting...
