[Willgottengains]

Sorry for the wait. Here is part two, as Henry begins a total change into a woman, and I've updated and attached a new version of the .txt file for those who want to download it.

---Part 2---

Henry still couldn’t believe what had happened. As he sat in front of his TV he rubbed the ring, playing with it, running through the crazy event in his mind. He had been a woman from the waist down. It was surreal to think about, that the ring had let him change. He wondered to what extent he could change. Not just his body, but also his clothes. If it had changed not only his pants but also his underwear, to what extent could he take the changes. Henry decided he needed to find out, first with clothes, then his body. he finished his meal and cleaned up the house. He retreated back his room for his experiment, he didn’t want anyone to walk in on something he couldn’t explain. He closed and locked his bedroom door, turned to the full length mirror and thought, “What should I change?” He decided to start small and then go from there. He cleared his mind, thought of what he was wearing, a blue t-shirt, slacks, a grey hoodie, white tennies. He pictured his hoodie being black, he focused his thought only on his hoodie, and it being black.

When Henry opened his eyes he looked down and saw his hoodie had changed to black, same logo, same design, but black. “It works!” He immediately closed his eyes and thought of a three piece suit and when he opened his eyes, Henry was wearing a 3 piece suit. Just as he had envisioned. “Wow,” Henry could literally have any clothes he wanted, “Now if only I was in shape…actually.” He thought about how he could be his ideal version of himself. Without the belly, stronger, taller. “First,” he thought, “need to get back to normal clothes.” He started picturing the clothes before he had even closed his eyes and happened to see them change right before him. Each piece of clothing changed color into the color of the piece it was going to be, and then reshaped itself into the correct length. It was trippy, but Henry had seen it change. He knew he if he focused he wouldn’t have to close his eyes anymore during changed.

Henry had many different thoughts run through his head and he now thought of the possibilities. The thought of change made him think of his own body. He was overweight, not a lot, but enough to make him ever so slightly depressed. “But that will change,” Henry said to himself. He held the ring in front of him, he could make himself anything. He had already had Beth’s legs, so there must not be a limit. “Beth.” The thought didn’t want to leave his mind. he began to get hard at the thought of Beth. “I’ve had already done part, might as well finish,” Henry thought as pictured her in his mind, but this time it was different. He looked at himself in the mirror as his thoughts returned to Beth. He focused on Beth, but also himself. “If I changed into what I imagined earlier, maybe if I imagine a change, I can watch the change as it happens..” Henry began to imagine himself becoming Beth slowly, he did so that he could enjoy the changes and see the differences. He felt the same warming feeling fill his body, and noticed his skin was now a shade lighter.

Henry moved his hands up and down his arms, they were ever so slightly softer, his body hair thinning and turning lighter. Henry broke this train of thought for a second to remove his clothes. Standing fully exposed make him pick apart every little detail about himself that he didn’t like. He was overweight. His gut, his thick legs, his face stubble. It was all parts of his body that he was unhappy with. He grabbed his gut with his hands, pinching the skin in his fingers. “You will be gone forever my friend.” And almost like the changes heard what he just said, his gut slowly shrank, as did most of his other body fat. Smaller and smaller. Smaller than Henry had ever had seen his stomach as far as he could remember. Shrinking until all that was left was a taut stomach, smooth pale skin, and a smile growing on Henry’s face.

Henry was met with a tightness in his chest as his shoulders shrank down, slimmer and less defined. He looked down at his shoulders and chest and could see the muscles and bones underneath moving and shaping themselves different. His shoulders smoothed and became less angular, and with his taut stomach and smooth chest Henry could actually see his ribs change, growing closer together and shrinking to fit a smaller frame. As he was rubbing his chest and shoulders, oblivious to anything else, Henry was caught off guard by the sudden change in his legs as they grew longer. This sudden change threw off his balance and Henry toppled to the floor. He looked down at this legs, and he notices it might not have been his legs as much as his feet growing quite a bit smaller. He must have lost at least an inch on each foot in length, and they thinned as he watched, the changes seemed to flow up then, as his leg hair promptly grew thin, lighter in color and shrank away into nothing. This left Henry with smooth legs, as soon as he began to touch them, and rub them to feel the softness, his legs grew longer.

Starting at his calfs, and slowly moving up, Henry’s manly legs grew longer, thinning as they lengthened out and took on a womanly shape. Moving to a sitting position, Henry brought his legs towards his body. He loved the feeling of his soft smooth skin with his hands, and he moving his hands over his body, ever-so gingerly. Just the slightest of touches from each of his fingertips. He could feel himself growing hard, and could see his member standing out harder than he had ever seen it. While still feeling his legs in his left hand, Henry moved his right hand to his member to satisfy his growing need. Only when he grasped hard did he notice that his hands were in the process of changing. His fingers thinning out, growing longer, delicate. His heavy calluses fading away to soft, tender fingers. Grasping his member, if felt as if someone else was touching him. He began to stroke himself, starting off slowly, but growing faster and faster.

Henry wanted to reach release, but the more he stroked, the more he felt a please feeling filling his whole body. Similar to earlier when he had mastubrated using a pussy. It was a warming feeling, filling him to every bit of his body. Henry reasoned that it may be his brain chemistry and nerves in his body changing. He stroked and stroked, rubbing his chest with his other hand, but the more he tried, he couldn’t reach release. His need grew more, he was filling with burning desire, but completion was out of his grasp.

Henry found him left hand, still rubbing his chests, circling his nipples as they seemed to have much more feeling than he had before. An almost electric feeling, sharp jabs of pleasure shooting from his chests. He looked down and could see that his nipples were much more puffy than normal, they stood at attention, and every time Henry brush past one of them, it sent a shiver through his body. Without even thinking, Henry was grabbing at his chest, willing it to be larger, he needed more, to feel, to grasp. Again, almost like the change was following his thoughts, he felt a pressure build up behind his chest. The pressure began to build, until it felt like something was trying to get out of his chests, when suddenly he saw it. His chest puffing out, slowly but surely. As he continued to grasp, it was in almost no time that he suddenly found himself with something to grab, starting as simple A cups, the pressure almost felt like it was releasing, and that outlet was his breasts. They continued to grow, getting warm and growing to nice B cups, they continued to grow but stopped just short of large C cups. Henry remembered that Beth had a perfect size of breast, not to big, not too small.

Continuing to stroke, Henry was entranced with his breasts. He could grab them and feel them. Pulling on his breasts confirmed that they were infact his and they were attached him, part of him, part of the his body. These thoughts made Henry more and more horny, stroking like a mad man, he had to restrain himself to not injure his member.

During the last venture in breast growing, Henry was so caught up in the ecstasy of the moment that he was almost more focused on the good feeling spreading through his body and not watching the changes. His eyes had drifted to the ceiling as his focus had faded. He looked down to see his breasts and inspect his body and was surprised that his skin was now the very same shade of pale as Beth’s. His skin stood out against his dark carpet and darkly painted room. He looked down at womanly Legs and feet, hands and arms, breasts, shoulders and stomach, and as he watched he idly brushed hair away from his face, only to pause and look to see that his sight was now framed with golden locks as he watched his hair grow down to his shoulders and longer. He brushed his left hand through his hair, paying attention to keep it out of his eyes, it now reached halfway down his back. Long, flowing, and smooth. With his eyes fixed on the hair he watched as it turned lighter and light until it was the platinum blonde he was accustomed too.

Henry was greeted with an itch on his face that grew to encompass his entire face. It was followed by a pulling sensation. He felt his brow move up, his cheekbones adjust to a higher place, his lips puffed up, softening in the process. His nose shrank, slightly turning up, while his eyes grew ever so slightly bigger. His jaw line soften into a smooth shape, his facial hair shrinking and turning lighter as it faded away into nothing. His ears grew smaller, and his neck thinned and grew a big longer. Almost as quickly as they began, the sensations on his face had ended and when Henry opened his eyes and looked at the mirror in front of him, he was greeted with Beth’s face.

“Hello?” A womanly voice escaped from his lips. “So this is me?” Henry pondered his situation, but was only distracted for a small bit as he found the familiar pressure feeling building in his hips. It was centered on his sides and his back end, and as he looked down he saw his hip bones rearrange themselves. Henry watched as his hips grew wider and wider, until he was staring at perfect womanly hips, big enough for childbearing. He was still stroking at this point, all be it much slower than before, and he tried to spread his legs apart find that his range of motion was much larger with his new hips. He felt more cushion on his back end as his ass seemed to plump up and finish filling out his womanly shape. He moved his body so he was laying lengthwise in front of the mirror, and could see the womanly body looking back at him. Perfectly smooth, pale, shapely but thin. He was looking at Beth, other than his ugly member standing against the perfectness of the rest of his body.

“I guess there is only one thing left.”