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He looked up. In the mirror, he saw a face that was both familiar and foreign. It resembled his old face but was softer, thinner, with slightly more rounded features and a certain delicate, almost alluring femininity that left him feeling stunned. High cheekbones, smoother lips, a narrower chin—this was his face, but as though it had gone through some strange, unsettling transformation, making it… feminine.
Garrett froze, clutching his boobs, which now hung heavily and tingled sharply with every brush against the thin fabric. This wasn’t just fear or surprise—it was a profound sense of confusion, as his body no longer obeyed his will, reacting in ways he wasn’t used to. His hands, clasped around his own tits, were trembling, and he could feel this new, unfamiliar softness—at once alien and now inseparably part of him.
Levitt… — Garrett almost purred, not recognizing the soft, slightly husky yet alluring voice that escaped his lips. It was as if someone else had spoken that name, infusing it with an inflection he would never have allowed before. His own words seemed to reverberate oddly in his chest, triggering a sharp sensation inside him, making him want to either grab his head or hide away from everything.
A shiver ran down his skin—not from fear, but from something strange and disturbingly pleasant, as though this body had discovered new ways to feel, ways he didn’t know how to control. He quickly pulled his hands away from his tits, barely holding back the strange warmth building inside, and tried to take a deep breath to regain some scrap of his former composure. But his body, responding to every movement, only intensified the sense that something irreversible was happening to him.
— Levitt, do you have any idea how awful this is? — he almost moaned, unable to keep himself together, his voice sounding more like a complaint than a demand. — You can’t even imagine what I’m feeling right now.
— Garrett, describe everything, — Levitt’s voice sounded muffled, as if he wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted to hear.
Garrett took a shuddering breath, battling the heat spreading through his body. It was hard to accept that his own body was turning into something so foreign, yet it refused to stop… drawing his attention. He ran a hand over his chest, trying to calm himself down, but the strange, soft, tingling sensitivity only grew stronger.
— Levitt, are you seriously asking me to describe all this? — Garrett struggled to keep his tone firm, though it came off more like a wounded reproach than a threat. — I… — Suddenly, a sharp wave of panic cut through him as a realization hit, unveiling a new reality he didn’t even want to consider. He froze for a moment, then, forgetting everything else, almost instinctively slipped a hand down into his pants, only to find there a soft, smooth, shockingly sensitive feminine cleft. The moment he touched it, his body reacted instantly, and the response was so intense, so strange, that Garrett let out a faint moan.