Although your mind is fatigued after pulling an all nighter, your current body (that of your sister Erika) is comparatively *much* better rested. Beyond that is the fact that you've been a guy your whole life up to this point.
You stand up and look into Erika's vanity mirror. You see yourself closely for the first time in a while. She may be your sister, but her body is nothing to scoff at. She stand at a good 5ft 10in, with breasts somewhere between B or C clad in slate gray undergarments. You weren't so comfortable as to see her completely indecently. You gaze to her face, piercing green eyes, petite nose, blue lipsticked lips, and makeup covering up her once prevalent freckles. Her hair was dyed black and shoulder length, with a blue highlight to either side of her face. Even in her goth faze, she was still quite an attractive girl. Put simply, it's weird see her not angry.
With a curious hand, you start to prod and feel your newly aquired body, the sensations still alien to you. You feel her soft, smooth skin. You cup her breasts, still clad is a plain brassiere. You then feel a strange sensation between your legs, almost like a heat burning inside you...
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