It was a Thursday morning when I woke up. However as I woke up I felt very different. It felt as if I was had lost a lot of weight overnight. I pick my head up and, without thinking, I brushed away the dark red hair from my face. I looked around and realized that this was not my bedroom.
I then spoke to myself. "This isn't my room." However once those words came out of my mouth, I knew that it was not my voice. I slightly squealed in shock. My voice sounded high-pitched and feminine. However as I sat up to a vertical position, throwing the blanket from my body, I felt a heavy thrust from my chest. I looked down to see white pajamas, covering a pair of lumps where my chest should have been. I planted my hand on the lump and squeezed it, realizing that I had breasts!
With increasing alarm, I whipped out of bed, dreading that this was not my body. I noticed a mirror hanging on the bedroom wall, so I looked in, only to drop my jaw in horror at the reflection staring back at me. At that point, I realized that I was no longer in my body, and somehow, someway, I was now in the body of my friend's ex-girlfriend, Emily Stone!
I was gobsmacked. I simply stood at the reflection, assuring myself that this was merely a dream, although there was a recurring doubt in the back of my mind.
Suddenly I heard a phone ringing. I looked around and noticed a mobile phone vibrating on the desk. Cautiously I picked up the phone and answered the call.
Reluctantly I answered the phone and shivered at the sound of my new girly voice. "Hello?"
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