I was no expert, but I guessed I was probably a C cup, maybe even a D. “This is so freaking weird,” I muttered, gently poking my soft and fleshy chest. Instead, I ended up thinking about all the differences, even creating a mental list that kept growing longer and longer. While I emptied my bladder, I tried not to think about how strange my entire body felt, which was nearly impossible. At least, that was what I told myself, since it wasn’t like I had much choice about it. It was different, but not worth making a big deal over. I’d already experienced the novelty of relieving myself with my new equipment last night. With that in mind, I made my way to the bathroom where I sat down on the toilet to do my business. I’d looked myself over last night, at least a little bit, but I’d still been too much in shock to do more than give myself a brief examination. And while I stared at them, I was aware of some other differences that were even more noticeable.Īs I stood up, I looked down at myself, getting a good look at my naked body since I’d undressed before bed. They were smaller and more delicate looking. “This is crazy,” I said, staring down at my hands, which I held in front of me. Leaving my window unlocked might have been pretty stupid from a security perspective, but this time, it happened to work out in my favor. Fortunately, I’d remembered that I’d been leaving my window cracked open to provide some air-flow during the summer. Last night, when I’d gotten home, I’d been locked out of the place. When I was finally ready to face reality, I sat up and looked around my small studio apartment. Remaining where I was, I slowly let everything come back to me, knowing from the strange feel of my body that it hadn’t just been some sick nightmare. That was the first thing I remembered when I woke up in bed.
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