The male slept quietly, not feeling it as her fingers ran over his neck and the choker. She touched the clasp and when she began to pull at it, the choker became unwound and slipped from his neck. As soon as it did, the transformation began. His face got thinner and more feminine, and he got much paler. His nail and hair lengthened and breasts swelled up underneath her bandages, streching them. His, or her, wound was right between the fairly large swells. Her hair was quite long and luxurious and was now all over the pillow under the female's head. She wiggled a bit in her sleep, the touches at her neck tickling a bit.