Karyn felt her sweating vulva. She was so wet she momentarily thought she had peed herself. She started stroking her engorged clitoris, and she came almost immediately. Ripples of heat and pleasure waved through her body. She climaxed, slowed down for a moment, and then brought herself to climax again. She had never felt anything quite like it before. She had heard of multiple orgasms, but this was ridiculous. She was climaxing two or three times a minute, and she kept on going and going until she was exhausted. She could barely feel her arm, she was so tired, and her pussy was red and swollen from all the abuse. Karyn crawled over to her bed and fell asleep, completely exhausted.
Meanwhile, Jon felt colder and colder, until he started shivering and his teeth chattered. The minutes stretched by like hours, and he started to feel nauseated. He though about calling for help but he felt too weak and cold. After what seemed like an eternity, the door to the examination room opened and the dark-haired woman stepped in.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed and went racing over to Jon. She pulled the sheet off of him and gasped. She ran out of the room, and came back a few seconds later with a vial of a strange, whitish fluid. She tipped Jon's head back and poured it down his throat. In a few seconds, Jon stopped shivering, and he quickly fell asleep.
When Jon woke up again, the dark-haired woman was still there. She looked tired and annoyed. She noticed Jon waking up, and said "You didn't follow the instructions, did you?"
Jon said "Pardon me?", but his voice sounded strange. It was too high, and too... smooth? The woman slid a full-length mirror out of a closet in the room and maneuvered it in front of Jon. He looked up at his reflection and gasped.
When Jon came into the clinic, his body was covered in hair and toned, wiry muscle. Now his skin looked pale, hairless, almost childlike on a soft, smooth body. His face looked boyish, his shoulders looked skinny, and his stomach curved softly. Where a thick, heavy cock had swung between his legs, he now had a tiny, hairless nub with a tight, smooth scrotum tucked underneath - it was barely two inches long, and worse, it appeared to be fully erect. Jon almost looked like an extraordinarily tall child, except his proportions were clearly those of an adult male. Well, an adult, at least; Jon's reflection was androgynous almost to the point of being feminine.
When Karyn awoke the next morning, she stumbled out of bed and to the bathroom to shower. When the sleep stopped blurring her eyes, she gasped at her reflection. Her body was covered in toned, hard muscles, and the hair on her legs, armpits, and groin was out of control - she looked like one of those Eastern European women who never shaved. Her large breasts stood proudly on her chest, lifted by her enlarged pectoral muscles, and the outline of her abs could be seen behind the soft curves of her belly. Her clitoris was huge - it stuck out of her pussy and past the thick tangle of her pubic hair like a thumb.
"Oh my God..." said Karyn in a voice that was far too husky to be her own.
