It had been two hours since Jon started looking at pictures on his computer. His manhood had long disappeared. His shirt was far too large, as the collar hung over his shoulder. He did have boobs now, but they weren't as large as he expected; maybe he was less shallow than he originally thought. Each picture he looked at sent it a little shiver down his body; it wasn't painful, but it did cause mild discomfort.
"And, last one," Jon said, opening a picture of a model he had a crush on. Jon's voice sounded odd, but sexy. He almost didn't notice the shiver; he had become so accustomed to it.
He took a deep breath. He didn't have a mirror in his room, so he decided to open the camera on his computer to see himself.
He stared at the image in disbelief. Was this incredibly pretty girl really him? He reached up and touched his face, and a smile sprung on his face. It was real.
He couldn't wait to show Karyn the next day. He wasn't sure she would change him back, but at this moment, he didn't care too much.
