Wrong Pills

It was a Saturday and you were ready for a nice day of rest, working on your car out in the garage. Unfortunately, you woke up with a splitting headache. You had no painkillers in the house, so you went down to the local pharmacy to pick some up. You arrived and headed to the counter in the back. You asked for some painkillers and the pharmacist on duty disappeared into the back for just a moment, returning with a bottle of pills. You took the bottle, paid for them, and headed home. Arriving back home, you took two pills and went to get your working outfit on. You pulled it on and headed out to the garage. Unfortunately, the pharmacist had grabbed the wrong bottle of pills, and instead of giving you painkillers, he gave you the experimental gender pills. (Maybe they should keep those experimental pills locked up and away from the others.) With no idea the change you were about to experience, you went into the garage, grabbed your hat from the work table, and got to work.

Last weekend you had pulled the engine from your car and started work on it. Today you got back to work where you left off. You grabbed a few tools and went in. While you worked, your hair grew long. You didn’t notice it growing since it was all contained in your hat. Every once in a while you pushed a strand out of your face and thought, “I should get a hair cut soon.” Moving on to the next task, you had a hard time getting to some bolts you needed to tighten. Strangely though, it seemed to get easier to fit your hands in the tight spaces of the engine. What you didn’t realize was that your entire body had began to shrink. Soon you were a petite 5'4"(1.63m). Your new thin fingers and small hands had no trouble maneuvering throughout the engine and you found it much easier to work. The downside was that you had more trouble tightening bolts since your muscle had all but vanished. Once this task was finished you moved on to the next. You wiped the sweat off your brow and you felt your skin was smoother. As you wondered about this, your face shifted and changed, becoming quite feminine. Your lips were plump and kissable, your nose pretty and petite, and your cheeks rosy and cute. 

 You needed a different wrench for your next task, but you couldn’t seem to reach it on the wall. “That’s odd, I used to be able to reach this.” You thought, grabbing the step ladder. You got the wrench and climbed down. Your next task was on the bottom of the engine, so you got down and slid under. As you got down, your jumpsuit, now very baggy, opened up to show your chest. As you worked, your waist pulled in and you gained just a little pudge in your tummy. You itched your chest as it began to swell. Your new breasts grew and grew, finally stopping at an absolutely enormous size. If anyone were to walk in on you, they would be greeted with a very odd sight. You were laying under the engine with your huge tits displayed to the world, but you had a clearly masculine lower half. 

But it looks like that is about to change. Getting up from under the engine, your balance was very off. You nearly fell over just standing up! You soon regained some balance as your hips widened. Soon after, your ass followed suit, filling with just the right amount of fat for a healthy jiggle. Resuming work, you were nearing completion on both the engine and your transformation. Moving to your final task, the final change began. As you toiled, your penis began to shrink. As it shrank, your insides rearranged themselves. Soon you had a fully functional female reproductive system. Your penis finally shrank to nothingness and your new vagina appeared in it’s place. With the engine complete, so to was your transformation. You put away your tools and wiped your hands. Finally looking down at yourself, you almost jumped out of your skin. 

“What the hell!” You screamed, even more shocked by the feminine voice now coming out of you. “I’m a woman?” You were freaking out. What had happened to you?! You rushed inside the house, feeling your new, huge tits bouncing around like crazy. Reaching the kitchen, you grabbed the pill bottle and looked at the label. “Experimental Gender Pills! What!” You read off the label. You read more of the label and saw that the change was temporary. You began to calm down once you knew this. After you stopped freaking out, you headed back to the garage to clean yourself up a bit more. You began to feel quite curious about this new body and gave your tits a little squeeze. The sensation felt quite nice, so you kept going. The pleasure was incredible, just from you messing around with your tits. You wondered what it would be like to have sex in this body. Quickly pushing that thought away, you went back to investigating this body. Thinking about how many pills were left, you started thinking. Maybe this isn’t so bad after all. Your new hands were much more nimble and could reach into the engine better and you wouldn’t have to hoist the engine so high with this smaller body. Plus the tits were a great bonus. It looks like you may be staying this way for a little bit longer. You may even end up going all the way with someone, who knows! Whatever this body has in store, you knew you were going to enjoy it!