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Grant opened his front door to see what package had been delivered to him. He wasn’t anticipating any delivery today and the medium-sized box didn’t have any branding of any kind. The only thing he could figure out was that the package had been sent by someone named Jack, a name that didn’t sound familiar to him, but the weirdest detail was that the package was intended for a woman named Gloria that apparently had the same address as him.

He thought that perhaps that lady lived very close to him and that the sender made a small mistake that led to it being delivered to him. Despite not being intended for him, he decided to take a peek at what was inside the box, something he’d come to regret in just a few minutes.

Grant was surprised to see that the package contained a bouquet of roses, a silver ring and a little note that seemed to be a love confession to Gloria. The man admired this woman’s ginger hair color, beautiful blue eyes and congratulated her for being an expectant mother, with him enthusiastically wanting to be the father of said child.

The young male chuckled, thinking that the note was a bit creepy. He wouldn’t have time to further analyze the note as he was struck with a strong sense of nausea. He ran to the nearby couch to sit down and relax, thinking this sudden feeling of illness would dwindle away quickly. A minute later, an intense heat built up around his crotch, going from its normal temperature to feeling feverish and insufferable.

Grant breathed in as he tried to fight back all these strange symptoms, trying to remain composed despite the severity of it all. His cool would drop as the heat reached its peak, and his cock and balls were pulled into his body, a powerful orgasm following suit as the new vagina that had formed squirted its liquids onto his - or rather her - boxers and pants.

She was embarrassed, not just because she climaxed out of nowhere, but also because she moaned like a bitch in heat, with the worst part being that she sort of wanted more of that. She tried to calm down her libido, all while still fighting the nauseating feeling.

While she tried to stay strong, other parts of her body would begin to change; at the very least, it was a lot less painful, less hot and less pleasurable. The hair present across her face, arms, legs and even pubic region would all recede back into her skin, causing an itchy sensation for a brief moment. This hair would be redirected elsewhere, to her head to be exact, her short hair growing longer and longer, flowing down her neck before slowing down once it was closer to her chest and back.

The nausea finally began to fade away, letting the former man finally be able to see what was going on with her body. She had forgotten about her new genitalia by now, and she would only find out about this later as she was currently distracted by the long strands of hair she now possessed. She saw in awe and fear, not just because of the growth it experienced in mere seconds, she also saw in real time how her black hair turned a ginger color.

“What the fuck…”. She was confused and scared as to what was going on, the shock lasting for a while as she saw already established changes and many more on their way. She saw her limbs bulk down considerably, becoming thin, weak and perfectly smooth, a similar pattern spreading to her hands. Aside from the natural femininity of her hands, she hated to see her nails grow long and develop a glossy finish, only adding to her femininity.

“Oh shit!”. She finally remembered the first thing her body went through, searching desperately for her manhood, but it was nowhere to be seen, feeling disgust as she touched her soaking wet underwear. “Fuck…”. She realized she was a woman now. Something she didn’t realize yet was the fact that her face was feminizing in a way that matched the description of this Gloria person written by Jack. Plump lips, freckles, beautiful blue eyes that Grant never had before and more small details that would completely feminize her face.

The young woman would begin to moan and groan, both in pain and in pleasure. A strong pressure focused on her chest, buttocks and belly, ones that felt rather painful yet incredibly sensitive at the same time. Soon enough, the pressure reached its peak and it began manifesting notable changes across Grant’s slim female body.

“Oh no no no!”. Panic and dread filled her mind as she saw a pair of breasts grow on her once flat chest, and although her attention was focused there, her ass, hips and thighs all began to expand to give her a much wider and curvaceous frame. All of these changes were to be expected; she was a woman after all. Grant was already hating the fact she was growing big soft boobs and a fat bubble butt, but the thing that she couldn’t figure out was the reason why her belly was doing a similar thing.

The former man’s curves expanded to considerable proportions and so did her belly. She rubbed her stretched out abdomen, hoping that it was just fat, but even more dread set in as she touched her perfectly round and hard surface of her tummy, it was as if she was pregnant. Worst of all, she was!

Grant desperately tried to revert this change as she realized that she was a pregnant woman, trying to combat the belly’s growth by placing her measly hands on it and trying to push it inward. These attempts to revert her motherhood were completely futile, if anything, her pregnancy only developed faster, only stopping once she was around 8-months pregnant, feeling like she was way past overdue due to the immense weight of her baby-filled tummy.

The rest of her body certainly didn’t help that much. Her boobs were resting atop her mountain of a belly, only adding even more weight as both fat and milk sloshed inside her new large mammaries. Her hips had expanded enough to give her the ability to give birth to her child, but it was far from being enough to carry the huge weight during this last month of pregnancy.

She felt incredibly uncomfortable, not just because of her radical transformation into an expectant mother, her clothes were drum-tight all across her body, feeling like she could burst out of them at any moment. Physical comfort came in a rather unexpected way as her current male clothing glowed in a white light, blocking her visibility considerably before dying down and revealing that she now had beautiful white lingerie that perfectly suited her gravid form.

Not too long after, a similar glow came and went near her hands; this time, it was the same bouquet of roses that was supposed to be for that Gloria lady in her left hand and the silver ring on her ring finger on her right hand. This was the moment where Grant realized that she had become Gloria, the beautiful pregnant redhead. “W-What am I supposed to do now?!”.