This choice: Your body says, "Excuse me? What did you say, Jenny?" • Go Back...
Chapter #3
Retreat
by: Unknown
"Hunh?" your old body says. He scrunches his face in an ugly way. "What's that? What the hell do you want, Jenny?"
You blabber incoherently for a few seconds before the situation aligns in your head. "I'm Jenny and my body's acting like it's still me," you think. "Also, I'm just in Jenny's bra."
"Nothing!" you blurt. "Um. Stop being such an ass. That's all."
"Go put on a shirt," mutters the new Jake. He shakes his head and returns to inspecting the controller.
You beat a retreat out the door, right, and into the next room over. The deep purple walls, the black bedsheets, the black covers, posters that tended towards the black and a gray work desk suffocate you as soon as you step in. You trip over a pile of wet shirts on the floor. "Shit!" you yell.
"Now watch your mouth," someone says from the hallway. You turn and see your mom walking by to Cassandra's room.
"Sorry," you manage before you shut the door. You lean against it, breathing heavily, your breasts rising and falling with the movement of your lungs.
"What the hell do I do?" you ask yourself. "How the heck do I get myself out of this one?"
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