Continue the following story "Write a first person fictional narrative where a teenage boy named NAME_1 begins magically developing breasts, his hips begin widening, and his penis begins shrinking in the middle of class one day, he doesn't notice at first until his girl best friend mentions how his chest looks to be swelling.

I sat in class, trying to focus on the lecture, but my mind was elsewhere. I had been feeling off lately, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. My best friend, NAME_2, sat next to me, nudging me with her elbow.

"Hey, NAME_1," she whispered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Your chest is looking... bigger."

I blushed, dismissing her comment with a laugh. "Very funny, NAME_2," I replied, but I couldn't help but touch my chest self-consciously. It felt... different.

As the day went on, I started to feel a strange sensation in my body. It was like a tingling, pulsating feeling that seemed to be coming from inside. I brushed it off as mere fatigue, but the sensation persisted.

During lunch, I finally couldn't ignore it anymore. I excused myself to the bathroom, looking at my reflection in the mirror. That's when I noticed it - my chest was definitely bigger. I could see the beginnings of curves where there were none before. Panic rose in my throat as I frantically looked down, my eyes widening at the sight of my hips, which also appeared to be gaining size.

I gulped, feeling numb, and reached down to my crotch, fearing the worst. My hand trembled as I confirmed my worst nightmare - my penis was shrinking. It felt smaller, and I could see it visibly retracting into my body.

Tears filled my eyes as I realized something truly bizarre was happening to me. I was changing - into something I didn't understand, and I had no idea how to stop it.

I rushed back to class, my heart pounding in my chest. NAME_2 looked at me with concern, her eyes flicking to my chest and hips. I must have looked like a mess because she immediately stood up, grabbing my arm.

"Come on," she said urgently, pulling me out of the classroom.

Once we were in the hallway, she stopped, looking me in the eye. "What's going on, NAME_1?" she asked gently.

Continue, NAME_2 pulls NAME_1 into the women's locker room to inspect NAME_1's new body, but by the time they got there, NAME_1 was already all female.

NAME_2 led me to the women's locker room, insisting that we needed to find some answers. My mind raced with a million questions, but I trusted NAME_2 and followed her inside.

As we entered the quiet locker room, NAME_2 closed the door behind us, cr