Dick had trouble waking up in the morning. His eyes felt heavier than usual, and even though the sun was coming right through the window onto his face, all he wanted to do was roll over.
There came a knock on the bedroom door. "Master Dick, I encourage you to get down to the kitchen soon, your breakfast may get cold." It was Alfred Pennyworth, the loyal butler who had raised Bruce Wayne since before he was an orphan.
His stomach felt empty, and began to rumble. He threw off his covers and got up. He then stopped instantly as he realized something was very wrong. He looked down at his shirtless torso to see two barely developed breasts jiggle with his movement. With fear, he poked the side of one to see if it was a dream. His finger popped back as he realized how sensitive the new area was. His fingers were slimmer too, and his arms were more slender. All the muscles he had been building seemed to have disappeared. His legs even seemed different. They got wider as they moved towards his hips. He had thick child-bearing hips now! His boxers even looked flatter than usual, and in horror, Dick realized that he couldn't feel the stretch in them that he could most mornings. He slowly lifted the boxers to find that his male anatomy had been completely replaced with parts for the fairer sex. In his bare feet, he hopped to the mirror, trying to adjust to his new proportions.
He stared at the girl in the reflection, the first thing he noticed was that his lips were plumper than they used to be. His nose was smaller, his jawline looked less squared, his eyelashes were longer, and his eyebrows even looked skinnier. His hair was still the same length, but it seemed shinier than it usually did. He touched it and noticed it had a softer feel that his hair did before the change. As he touched his face, he noticed that his skin felt softer too. Being trained as a detective, all the information came into his head, as he pieced together what had just happened. Somehow in the night, he had become a girl!
A loud higher pitched scream emerged from his throat, as he heard the doorknob to his room frantically turn.
Alfred barged in. "Is everything alright...miss?" In surprise, Alfred quickly did a visual examination of the room, and realized that Dick was nowhere to be seen. Alfred looked at the girl, standing in only men's boxers in front of the mirror. She looked like she could have been master Grayson's twin sister. "Master Dick?" he asked quietly, shyly trying to avert his eyes from the girl's bare chest.
"Oh Alfred," Dick sighed as he became overly emotional about the situation and ran into the butler's hands to cry.
"What's going on?" Bruce asked as he jogged up the stairs. He was already in his track suit and had done two laps around the estate, but he stopped jogging as he saw a nearly naked girl in his helper's arms.
Alfred looked up at the man he had raised almost single-handedly and said "We have a situation sir."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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