Chapter #2Waking up a little different by: MRBustin   I woke up the next morning. But something felt off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but something felt off. I looked around my room and didn't see anything different, until something fell into my line of sight. I brushed it out of my sight and looked at my new, slender and smaller hands. Then down a little to my chest, with the teeshirt I had worn to bed last night stretched to its max. I wobbled a little getting out of my bed due to the new weight of the breasts on my chest. I made my way to the bathroom down the hall, and turned the lights on. I was welcomed by a blinding light for being 6:00 am on a Saturday having accidentally set my alarm. I looked into the mirror, stunned by what I was seeing. I was seeing a beautiful 16 year old girl with brown hair coming down just below her shoulder blades. She had beautiful blue eyes. The more I looked at her, the more I realized she looked like a female version of me. I stared in bewilderment for a few minutes, exploring a little, but not to much. Finally, I left the bathroom and went back to my bedroom. Looking around I saw it was the same as when I went to bed last night. The same grey walls, and sports posters on the walls. I peeked in my closet, to find all the clothes were the same as last night when I was still a boy.
I slowly walked out of my room and down the hall to my sister Sammantha's room. Her door was open and I slowly walked up to her bed and poked her face. In a groggy state of mind she said "Whoever it is, you'd better have a good reason for being here or I'll kill you"
"Sis" I whispered. "I think this is a good enough reason"
Upon hearing my new voice we were both shocked. Looking at me, now fully awake, Sam said "Who the hell are you"
"It's really me, Mike" I insisted.
"Prove it. Tell me something only Mike and I know" she said. "Something we had promised to never tell anyone under any circumstances"
"When you were 8 and I was 6, I bet you that you couldn't do anything I could do. So I ate a worm, and so did you. And then for winning I had to let you paint my fingernails so you could decide what color you liked the most" I said. It was completely true but I had a feeling she still didn't believe me. So I added "you chose the purple color with sparkles in it"
"Oh my god, Mike" she said. "What happened to you?"
"I don't know. I went to bed last night a normal 16 year old boy, and woke up a girl. If I had to guess, I'm still 16." I said. "What should we do?"
"We should tell mom and dad" Sam explained. "If we both tell them, well, they should believe us. And you do look enough like me where they should see the similarities and put two and two together"
Well, we did tell our parents. And as expected, they didn't believe us at first. But after a few minutes of protesting and questioning, they eventually did believe us. Mom told us to get dressed and then we would go to the hospital to figure this out. I followed Sam to her room where she supplied me with some underwear. Thankfully it was just a simple, all white, bra and panties set. I proceeded to go to my room, noticing for the first time the bouncing of the unsupported breasts on my chest and sway in my hips as I walked. The underwear Sam gave me was a tad bit big, but it certainly felt better than nothing. I then proceeded to get dressed in a pair of jeans and a teeshirt.
I had just finished getting dressed when Sam came into my room. "Not that what your wearing is bad" she started, "but I figured I'd help you pick something from my room. It would fit better and look better for the moments when we are in public on the way to the hospital"
"Fine" I said.
I followed her to her room. She opened her closet, motioned for me to have a look, then sat on her bed. I looked in at the closet in bewilderment. There were so many clothes. And she was already dressed. "Need some help" she asked. I shook my head up and down. I didn't know how to dress as a girl (makes sense because I wasn't a girl until this morning). "Take a seat and I'll find you something". I sat on Sam's bed as she went through her closet looking for something. The first thing she pulled out were some jeans ( http://www.jcpenney.com/levi-s-roll-cuff...¤tDim=Size+Range¤tDimVal=misses&colorizedImg=DP0204201417410930M.ti f&urlState=/women/shop-clothing/shorts-capris/cargos/misses/_/N-1nwuwbZ1c2/cat.j ump )(Salvation), then tossed them to me. As I put them on she continued to look for a shirt. I was just looking up as she tossed me a red shirt. I held it out to examine it ( http://www.jcpenney.com/essentials/jcp-r...¤tDim=Size+Range¤tDimVal=misses&urlState=/women/shop-clothing/tops/ tanks-camis/misses/_/N-1noxcjZ1c2/cat.jump ). I looked at her in disbelief that she would think id wear this. "What? Do you want people thinking something's wrong with you or do you want them thinking your just a regular teenage girl enjoying her summer?" I thought about it. I really didn't want people looking at me a lot, so it made sense that I'd wear the red tank top she gave me. I just couldn't say she was right, so I put it on without a word. She then picked up some shoes from the floor and held them out for me ( http://www.jcpenney.com/all-comfort-shoe...¤tDim=Product+Type¤tDimVal=sandals&colorizedImg=DP1107201317022544M .tif&urlState=/shoes/wedges/sandals/_/N-glf79eZ1z14196/cat.jump ).
"No way in hell" I said.
"Why" she asked, a stupid grin on her face.
"For starters, I haven't seen you wear those in I don't know how long so why should I wear them" I said.
"Well" she started "I think I'll wear them today just to prove that I've worn them". She was trying not to laugh at how I was reacting.
"Go ahead" I said. "I'll pick my own shoes". I looked through all the choices of footwear. Sam wasn't a high heel kinda girl, but there were more than running shoes. I eventually decided on a pair of flip flops ( http://www.roadrunnersports.com/rrs/prod... ) to keep up with the average girl enjoying the summer look that Sam was giving me. She then sat down behind me and put my now long brown hair into a ponytail.
We headed downstairs for some breakfast after putting our sandals on. While we had been getting dressed, mom and dad made us some eggs, which I tried to pace myself with and was getting full quicker. Once we finished breakfast, I went to the hospital with mom and Sam. My dad volunteered to stay home and do a little research about spontaneously changing genders over night.
When we got to the hospital they ran some tests and gave them to our family doctor. He said that had they not done the tests, he'd have thought I was like a cousin or something. But the results of the test were so close to tests I'd had done for school sports that it was almost impossible that I was anyone but me. I think he said the similarities were like 99.72% the same. And he said that anything above 95% was essentially a sure thing. But before we left he said he would try and figure out how we could reverse my change, if at all, and would call us if he found out anything important.
We left the hospital, but when we pulled out of the parking lot, mom made a wrong turn. "Umm mom" I said. "Home is the other way."
"I know honey" mom said. "But we need to get you some things so you and your sister don't run out super quick"
"Like what?" I asked.
"Well" mom started. "Underwear for starters. Maybe some shoes, and a few sets of clothes. Probably some stuff you don't wanna talk about until we get home. You could only share for so long, better getting this stuff now than later. Plus we could teach you some things in case this is gonna be a longer than planed situation."
We arrived at the mall and got through buying the bathroom stuff I'd be needing rather quickly. Like mom said, we could talk about them later. We got through the bras, panties, and socks relatively quickly, but it really picked up speed when we actually found my sizes. Then we moved on to some clothes. We started with shorts and pants. We didn't get a lot according to Sam, but I thought it was more than just a few. We ended up with five pairs of athletic shorts, three pairs of jean shorts like the ones I was already wearing, and two pairs of leggings (only because Sam wouldn't let me not have some). The same was true for the shirts. We ended up buying like ten different shirts, from tank tops to shirts labeled as 3/4 sleeves.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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