Not only was Bobby older, he was also a woman!
He looked down and stared at the medium-sized breasts (C-cups) hanging off of his female chest, beneath his nightie. Being an 8-year old, he wasn't yet old enough to be attracted to breasts, so this experience was just plain weird and nothing else. He looked around the room and figured that it was definitely a woman's bedroom. He saw a slightly open closet door and caught a glimpse of various dresses and blouses, and some high heeled shoes on the floor. He momentarily thought about looking around the bedroom more, but he got interrupted by a cellphone ringing.
Looking around, he spotted a phone on the nightstand and grabbed it, answering it. "Hello?" he asked, hearing a woman's voice instead of his own. Was that his voice now?
"Barbie," came the voice of his dad.
"Dad?" he asked.
"Excuse me?" his dad asked, then he groaned. "Barbie, where the hell are you? Have you forgotten we had a meeting this morning?"
"A meeting? What do you mean?"
"Barbie, have you been drinking? If the bosses find out about this, you'll be fired for sure. It's bad enough you're over an hour late."
Bobby wasn't stupid, so he had finally figured out what must have happened. He wished to spend more time with his dad, and since his dad spent most of his time at work, his wish turned him into a woman who worked with his dad, someone named Barbie. But Bobby didn't know anything about being a woman! How was he supposed to live like this? And what about his family? Did they still remember him? Was he even still part of that family? Or did he grow up with different parents? He seemed to be as old as his mom and dad now, so that meant that he had a different family, right?
"Just get here as soon as possible. I'll think of some excuse to tell the bosses."
"Wait, Dad," Bobby said, but it was too late. His dad had already disconnected the call.
He put the phone down and looked down at himself again, then around the bedroom he found himself in, wondering what he should do next.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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