"Ugh" Lloyd groaned as he could still feel the cold floor touching his head, slowly getting back up, the first thing he noticed was that he wasn't in the headquarters anymore, he has somehow ended up in the streets of Crossbell City.
"How did I get here?" he asked himself, just to notice how his voice sounded more high pitched, for a moment he thought he had catched a cold, after all he felt more cold.
Lloyd soon understood why when he looked at himself, his jacked was gone, replaced by a reveling white bandeau that immediately made him notice something that made him blush, breast.
"Th-those..." he mumbled the words out, shocked by what he was seeing, believing this was some kind of nightmare he stretched a finger towards one of the small mounds, which made him notice his arms were now slim and had unmatched gloves on his hands, one completely covering his hand and going all the way to his shoulder and the other one fingerless.
When the finger made contact with the breast he felt odd, mostly because he felt it, the finger touching the fabric, not wanting to believe what was happening he decided to do something more drastic, pinching one of the breast.
"Ahhhhh!" he shrieked as felt the pain speeding through the sensitive body part, making him curse himself, for a moment forgetting what happened.
Now that the pain subsided, Lloyd was starting to understand what had happened, that device had somehow teleported to the middle of town and turned into a girl.
That though was changed when he looked at a display window and managed to see his reflection, he hadn't been turned into a girl, it was something far worse that made him dread what he was seeing.
Looking back at him was the reflection of Shirley Orlando, wearing her usual bandeau and red short shorts joined together by suspenders, and she looked as confused as him.
Refusing to believe he was seeing what he was seeing, Lloyd started to slap himself to wake up for this obvious nightmare but soon understood this wasn't a nightmare when he look Shirley doing the same.
"No, no, no" he repeated to himself as he heard her voice, as he looked at his body he couldn't deny it, the tribal tattoos on his left shoulder, the red hair that was kept mostly short except for the long braid to now he could feel touching his back, the crimson heeled boots, they all screamed Shirley.
All of the physical changes were bad enough but if he had somehow ended in her body, that meant she was on his own, which just made him shudder, fearing the worse as he already imagined Shirley taking advantage of the situation and indulging on her fantasies and ruining his reputation in the process.
"I have to stop her!" Lloyd yelled as he rushed back to headquarters to stop the sadistic girl's fantasies, or at least he tried to rush there since he just maneged to fall down to the ground thanks to the heeled boots, "Ugh..." he mumbled as he got up, now walking more slowly towards headquarters, making sure not to fall again.
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