Jack exited Stacey's room. Oddly, he knew exactly where the washroom was and he headed straight for it. He started off kind of slow at first but as he caught his balance and adjusted to all the new sensations and the fact that his center of gravity had changed drastically, he started to pick up the pace.
Couple that with the massive hangover that Jack was suffering from at the moment he was shocked that he had managed to make it to the washroom on two feet and not on all fours. It was as he was picking up his pace that Jack felt his stomach ache as well as his head. He reached for his stomach and rubbed it with his new feminine fingers. He looked down at his new body and he was impressed. He wasn't half bad looking either. About as curvy as Stacey he thought to himself. At about the same time he also realized that he needed to be near the toilet and FAST!!
The last few steps to the washroom were completed in a full sprint as Jack ran to the washroom with his hands covering his mouth. He threw on the lights in a hurry and flipped up the toilet seat lid almost in one motion. He then curled over and expelled the poisonous mass that was sitting in his stomach.
From down the hall, Stacey could hear Jana hurling. She winced, at the sounds Jana was making and sighed to herself. "32 more minutes Jana!" She yelled aloud.
Jack could hear Stacey yelling from down the hall. 32 more minutes to go. After he was finished bowing to the porcelain God, he got up, walked over a bit and looked into the mirror. His hair was red. It was long, but not anywhere near as long as Stacey's mane was. It came down to about his shoulders, and it was straight. He grabbed some of it between his fingers and he realized it was going to need a washing.
He squinted, and for a moment he could have sworn he saw Kelly Ripa's face staring back at him, only he had a much paler complexion than Kelly's. He continued to inspect himself. He looked down and it finally struck him that he was completely naked. He was relatively trim and slender and he pretty much had a similar hour glass-like shape to himself. He ran his hands along his hips feeling the shape of his body.
"29 more minutes! I don't hear any water running yet!" came Stacey's voice from down the hall.
At that he frowned, but he continued to inspect himself. He had pretty big breasts, but somehow, Stacey's appeared to be bigger than his. Still, when he stood stock still and straight at attention, there was no way he could see his feet from his breasts. A smile crossed his lips at that- the thought that he had big breasts. Call it feminine pride or what have you, but Jack was impressed and proud of his boobs. He cupped them in his delicate hands and struck a sexy pose for the mirror.
Then it occurred to him to look down. For a moment he was startled at not seeing anything dangling between his legs, and quickly he realized he had a vagina. He moved his hands down around the lips and got some pleasant impulses as he rubbed his hands near his new clitoris. He also noticed the small butterfly tatoo he had on his left side along his front panty line.
"27 more minutes! Am I going to have to come in there?!" bellowed Stacey.
"Geez, take it easy Stacey, we're going to make on time alright?" Jack shouted back.
"Not if you keep moving at that pace!" Stacey retorted.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Jack muttered to himself. It was time to take his shower. But before he stepped into the tub he realized he needed to pee.
This was going to be interesting.
