Mike's hands shook as he tried to put on the bra. He had never worn one before, and he had no idea how to fasten it. He fumbled with the hooks, feeling awkward and clumsy as he tried to get it on properly.
Once he finally managed to get it fastened, he turned his attention to the panties. They were lacy and sheer, and he felt a pang of embarrassment as he pulled them up over his hips. He had never worn anything like this before, and he couldn't help but feel self-conscious as he looked at himself in the mirror.
Next, he pulled on his jeans, struggling to get them over his bulbous ass. He had never had such wide hips before, and he felt awkward and ungainly as he tried to walk in them. He had always been a bit self-conscious about his body, but now he felt like a complete stranger in his own skin.
As he buttoned up his blouse, he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror wash over him. He was going to be showing cleavage, something he had never had to deal with before. He had always been a bit of a tomboy, and the thought of having to show off his feminine side was completely foreign to him.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew he had to find a way to get through the day and get back to his own body as soon as possible. But as he looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed and out of his depth. He had never felt so lost and alone before.
As Mike looked at himself in the mirror, fully dressed in his new body, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair wash over him. He had always been a bit self-conscious about his appearance, but now he felt completely out of his element.
He looked at his reflection, taking in the curves and contours of his new body. He had always been lean and athletic, with a flat chest and narrow hips. But now he was curvaceous and voluptuous, with ample breasts and wide hips. He felt awkward and ungainly in his new form, like he was trying to fit into someone else's skin.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss as he looked at himself. He had always been proud of his body and the way he looked, but now he felt like a stranger in his own skin. He knew he had to find a way to get back to his own body, but he had no idea how. He was stuck in this unfamiliar form, and it was a feeling he didn't like at all.
As he stared at his reflection, he couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him. How had he ended up in this body? And more importantly, how was he going to get back to his own? He knew he had to find a solution, but he had no idea where to start. He just hoped that he could find a way to fix this before it was too late.
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