Unaware of the slow, gradual changes to his body, Brandon walked from the kitchen, and for some reason, felt compelled to go back upstairs. Without realizing it, he hitched up his skirt, which had fully obtained the same color as Belle's but still needed some of its finer details to emerge, and began walking up the stairs. If somebody saw him now, they would be unsure whether they was looking at a guy trying on a dress, or a very masculine looking girl. Brandon still had his manhood, but everything else below his waist (least externally) was that of Belle. That was about to change.
"Why does my chest feel ichy?": Brandon says, as the changes to his voice recommence, giving him a definate feminine voice. What he doesn't realize that his breasts had just budded and on their way to fill the empty gap in his corset and the dress. After a few minutes the ichy sensation disappears and he thinks nothing of it. Brandon, now more Belle than his old self, starts to walk down the hall,
