Moose was at the moment unpacking the groceries he had just bought, as his changes began to complete themselves. He was now by all accounts but one a petite woman in her late twenties. Contrasting Moose's husband, Grady, Moose was now quite small, 5 foot flat with a elfish build. He had developed a pair of breasts, though they were little more than a cups, and the rest of his body had developed suitably feminine curves as well. Moose's penis, the last shred of his former self, was shriveling away at an alarming rate, though Moose didn't even notice this, much less come to be alarmed by it.
He was now singing as he unloaded the car, some show tune from a play Moose couldn't remember. His voice had changed too, becoming high pitched and feminine. His mannerisms had shifted as well, becoming girly and cute. The former football player was now almost perfectly assimilated into his new role as a young housewife.
Just as he finished putting away the groceries, the phone rang. Moose walked over, as his male genitalia completed their inversion into a fully functioning vagina. Moose picked up the phone, smoothing out her dress before answering. "Leer Residence, this is Molly speaking. How may I help you?"
