Chapter #4Re-run by: Unknown As Jacob scanned his environment he quickly noticed a desk and table sat in the corner of the room, the light brown of the wooden desk and the black painted wood of the table illuminated by an active desk lamp, the desk itself lacking any sort of identity or defining characteristic outside of a cyan blue pen lazily laying near the desks edge, but the table was a far more decorated piece of decor, the golden light of the lamp shining and reflecting off of multiple trophies of varying sizes, each trophy having a framed photo of Carmen Mermarck on them running past a finish line of some kind.
Jacob couldn't help but stare at the pictures, not wondering why he was seeing them or why he wasn't in his room at that moment, but just admiring the sheer care that went into maintaining their stature, some of the trophies shining brightly in the darkened room despite being obscured by more trophies and pictures.
Despite the momentary administration he showed towards the table of awards, Jacob did not share the same wide eyed impression with the rest of the room.
The room itself was a messy disaster, every he looked Jacob found something that clearly shouldn't have been there was just laying on or against something, whether it be an out of place chair next to a curtained window, an ungodly amount of shirts laying on the ground, or a bra often being paired up next to the shirts on the floor.
...wait, bras?
His brain had processed it the first time around easily enough, but when the thought was double checked it just didn't add up.
Not only was he not used to seeing bras in anything that wasn't porn, but Jacob was also not exactly feeling normal right now.
His chest felt like it jiggled and moved at the slightest shift, his crotch felt like it was missing something incredibly key, his rear felt like it was softer and bigger, and his clothes seemed to hug his body in ways they never had before.
With all of the oddness culminating around him Jacob felt the need to get up and examine whatever the hell was going on, pulling himself out of his now cyan sheeted bed and rising to his feet he made it a grand total of one foot before he felt his new center of balance mess with his movements, causing him to stumble forward and to fall on his hands and knees, his hands cupping an unknown something made of fabric on the ground with his eyes quickly moving towards his hand to see what it was.
And that was when he felt his brain melt.
His hand was currently holding onto the cup of a bra, CC sized if his hours online had trained his brain correctly, and Jacob would have been both excited and saddened by the fact that he touched a woman's bra minus the pair of somethings that he wished would be behind them, if it weren't for the small, itty bitty little detail that his hand wasn't his own hand, and from what he could see his arm wasn't his own arm either.
His usually skinny, pale arm and hand were instead replaced with a tanned and toned arm, his darker skinned hands nails weren't comically long but they weren't as cut and short as his previous ones, he also saw the sight of a dark pink t-shirt in his peripheral vision adorning his shoulder, and he was fairly certain that he didn't own a shirt that was pink, unless you count that one time he messed up his laundry.
"What the..." Jacob started, but felt his mind physically recoil and stop before finishing. "...hell?"
That was not his voice, it didn't sound anything like he did.
It was a females voice.
Granted it wasn't as high pitch and 'girly' as some other female voices he had heard but it definitely was not the deeper, more masculine voice he had become accustomed to hearing for quite some time now.
"Hello, hello..?" He trailed off, testing his voice a couple of times as he continued to mentally panic at his current situation, his eyes following his arm down to his shoulder, and then down to his chest.
Jacob couldn't describe what he was seeing, no language could describe the shock, surprise, and fear he felt in those couple of seconds as a shocking revelation hit him like a brick wall.
He had breasts.
Not small ones mind you, but moderately perky ones, CC ones, perfectly fit for the bras he had seen on the floor.
"What the fuck..." He half shouted, half trailed off as he continued to examine himself, his eyes bulging as he saw past his newly inflated chest and towards his feet, finding himself wearing a pair of black and yellow short shorts and a pair of white socks with pink lines on his feet. "What the fuck!"
He now found himself scrambling to his feet, nearly toppling over again as he felt his feet re-land on the floor, his thighs and lower half in general shifting and moving in strange ways and his new chest jiggled and moved along with it as he bolted out of the room in a stumbled run, making his way towards the an illuminated room with the door half open.
He made his way into the room, the pure white color of a bathroom contrasting the gray and cyan of colors of the hallway, blinking bleary, Jacob made his way over the sink and mirror, and staring back at him was a sight he would never, ever forget.
Staring back at him was the sight of Carmen Mermarck, her cyan blue eyes and surprised O shaped mouth staring back at him, her darkened skin and raven black and curly hair adorning her face and head as she continued to stare back in awe.
Every time Jacob attempted to move his face or hand, Carmen would mimick him perfectly, when he raised a hand and waved, she did the exact same thing in perfect sink, when Carmen moved her head around, feeling her hair brush slightly against her neck, Jacob was the one moving her.
Jacob had become Carmen Mermarck.
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