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Adam woke with a start. Sitting bolt upright in bed, he was coated with sweat. The nightmare finally vanquished. However, as the sheets peeled away from his sweat streaked body, it revealed instead supple curves, rather than his own male (if unimpressive) chest.
"Welcome to a new world." A soft voice reaching his ears. Oddly sourceless, it hissed, "Bye, bye Adam... Hello, Eve." fading as it finished speaking.
Adam... Well, Eve stared transfixed by her new bust, the deep cleavage and full bust. She wasn't used to seeing them from this angle. But the girls looked big. Bigger than average. Certainly bigger than she liked. Desperately she hoped it was their unfamiliarity, her fear that was making her see them that way. That she was imagining them bigger than they were.
Heart still pounding in her chest, and blood pulsing loudly in her ears. She snatched the wallet from the nightstand. Even it looked slightly different, with trembling finger she opened it. She saw the driving licence there, behind a plastic window, a cute girl stared back at her.
"Eve Gardner", along with her age, address and other details. Each one like a nail in the coffin of her masculinity. Another confirmation of her new sex.
Slumping back against the headboard, she knew she had to keep control. If she started crying she doubted she'd be able to stop.
Rising from the bed, Eve went to get dressed. It felt like she needed to keep moving forward. Even if she didn't know where she was going. Long blonde hair tickled her shoulders as she opened the top drawer. She steeled her nerves, readying herself against the contents. As much from fear, as curiosity, she plucked the bra from the drawer. Turning it over in her hands. The cups looked massive, and swallowing a wail of fear she read 32GG, as it's size. It slipped from her numb hands. But she continued onwards, dressing feeling like putting on armour, or a disguise. Eve wanted to mask her femininity with as many clothes as possible.
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