Jon was about a third of the way home when he realized that something weird was happening to his body. He stopped and ducked behind a row of large bushes, then took a good close look at himself. What he saw disturbed him. His hair was now down to his shoulders and shifting to a lighter brown; his skin was completely smooth, soft, and hairless; his hands and fingers were a little daintier and his fingernails a little longer; and his butt seemed to be a little plumper, while his hips seemed to be a little wider.
"What's happening to me?" he asked himself, noticing that his voice seemed slightly higher in pitch, which also disturbed him.
To say that Leonard's clothes felt awkward would be an understatement. And it didn't help that the clothes were tight against his fat body. But what he failed to notice, as he walked home (he stumbled a few times on the heels) was that his body had actually lost some weight. Fifteen pounds to be exact. And his weight loss wouldn't be stopping any time soon. At least, not until he lost at least another one hundred pounds.
