You stand up, looking toward the mirror. You're the same height as before, but that's where the similarities stop. A new weight on your chest strains your back, forcing you to acknowledge your supple breasts. You lean forward, watching as your newfound breasts sway. "How do women put up with these?" You pinch a hardened nipple, a flood of pleasure and desire washing through your body. Simultaneously, a viscous fluid pools between the folds of your new sex.

This is no hallucination. Further inspecting yourself, you move your hands down your torso and sides, noting the pronounced, feminine curve. You also notice your skin is slick from bubbly residue. When your hands descend to your vulva, they abruptly stop in hesitation. You feel that touching the steamy honeypot would be the last straw and confirm you're not hallucinating. This is real; you see your pussy's cleft reflected in the mirror. The smooth flesh beneath your waist tapers downward, clearly showing the vast emptiness where your cock and balls once were.

You take a deep breath and steel your resolve. Your delicate fingers tremble as they lower. When you cup your pulsating pussy, marveling at the sensations, you can't help but stare in awe. "Th-This… is genuinely mine." You use your palm to apply a little bit of pressure. "Nyaaaa…~" Your touch inadvertently releases a small orgasm through your body's core. A low rumble-like purr emanates through your body and reverberates through the bathroom.

It feels as if your knees would give in at any moment. Quickly, you scramble back into the tub, sitting down. You grip your head, still overwhelmed with panic, and quickly remember your new set of ears. This is the first time you've genuinely acknowledged them. "So soft…" You can't help but feel a slight sense of comfort as you stroke and admire your ears' softness.

The trickle of warm water from the shower head starts to annoy you. In your panicked state, you hadn't turned the water off. As you reach to turn it off, you notice your shower's detachable shower head, a surge of adrenaline coursing through you. "Hello there." Instead of turning the water off, you decide to make the water a pleasant, warm temperature.

You bite your lip in anticipation as you wrap your fingers around the shower head handle. Your vulva throbs, desperately begging for simulation; the tension below your navel is palpable. Without hesitation, you push the shower head in between your thighs. The water rushes between your folds, enveloping your clitoris as you cry out in absolute bliss. No amount of masculine self-love can ever compare to this utter euphoria. 

The bathtub is large enough to accommodate your activities, so it isn't long before you find yourself on your knees, doubled over as you clench the showerhead between your quivering thighs. You expose your adorable cat fangs as you pant.

Your back arches as a powerful orgasm ripples through you. You feel a rush from the tips of your toes to the ears that now adorn your head. You can't help but writhe in the tub, absolute bliss causing your vision to blur.

As your climax washes over you, you haven't even noticed your cousin standing in the bathroom doorway, staring at you wide-eyed. Your ears twitch as you finally look up to meet her gaze. All of the color drains from your face. "How long have you been-" 

Your cousin interrupts you. "How much did you use? It's written in the instructions! On the front of the bottle!" She points to the bottle, the instructions clear as day. How did you miss this? 

Your cousin notices your expression of bewilderment. "Don't look at me like that! How do you think I stay so perky?" She demands, gesturing to her perfectly shaped bosoms. 

As you open your mouth to shout in response, you catch yourself glancing toward your cousin's breasts and then your own. You can't argue with the results.