When James woke up, he was in a daze. He was still in Ms Martinez' room only alone. He felt disorientated. His vision was fuzzy, so he tried rubbing his eyes, and as the rubbed his eyes he accidently rubbed his fringe. It wasn't as it was before however. Now it was long and darker. He stood up in shock and as he did he felt a breeze between his legs. He was now wearing a short cut dress identical to the one his Spanish teacher once wore. He started to panic. He couldn't understand what had just happened. A few moments ago he was a fifteen year old boy. Now a woman in her mid twenties, who he had blamed all of his problems on. He looked down at his new body and wondered what the best course of action was to take...
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