Magda was struggling to sit up in her new, masculine form, and her eyes opened wide at the realization of the transfer. Conner watched her as she slowly, awkwardly stroked her hand across her now broadened chest, through the thickening hair below her belly, across her penis. She shuddered for a moment as she did so, the sensation of growing aroused so quickly feeling strange to her. She looked up, suddenly embarrassed at touching herself in front of Aiesha.
