"Uhh..." Jonathan could feel his head was killing him as his sight returned, he could remember... something running him over? Did that mean his head was split open? That would certainly explain the pain...
The sterile white light illuminating the room made him think he was in some sort of hospital, the soft surface where he was resting also seemed to indicate that was the case.
But something about that theory didn't quite fit, despite the terrible accident he had suffered the young man didn't felt hurt, not one part of his body felt in pain, he didn't even feel sore!
A possible clue for the lack of pain showed itself when he noticed a few locks of white hair hanging over his eyes, "What..." the boy slurred his words as he touched those locks, feeling the tugging sensation coming from his scalp.
"Odd" he mumbled as he held on to one of the locks, playing around with it, wrapping it around one of his fingers as he wondered how his hair had gone white, he was still a teen!
"Hey why–" he turned to ask, turning his head around to see if a nurse or a doctor was in the room with him but instead he found himself alone in the room, staring at window that showed him a starry night, at first he thought he had been knocked out for a few hours but quickly discarded that idea when he saw... a planet.
A planet could be see in the distance, much larger than the stars adorning the night and filled with colors, geography had never been his strong suit but he saw an ocean inside the celestial body, also continents that did not match the ones he knew.
This strange sight forced him out of bed, he took a few steps and stood in front of the mirror, only to notice that one planet was far from being the only one, dots of different colors were scattered around the dark canvas of space and not just weirdly colored dots but also ships! Space ships that looked like something straight out of a sci-fi movie!
"..." the teen's mouth almost hit the floor when he saw that, there was just one explanation for this, one that sounded absurd and bizarre but seemed to be true, he had somehow ended in outer space! But how was this possible? Where was he? Had he been abducted by aliens?
Those questions suddenly became less important when he notice another odd thing in the window, this time not something that was outside in outer space but inside with him, his own reflection.
His reflection... simply wasn't his own, he couldn't say he had the most defined jaw or the sharpest features but the face staring back at him paled in comparison to his scrawny looks, it was completely soft and smooth, far too feminine to be his.
Speaking of feminine, Jonathan also noticed his hair had changed, not just going from brown to white but also changed in style, while his own was short and wild, only being cut once it became too much of hassle, the one now resting on top of his head was short, not even reaching his reaching his shoulders yet it was neatly cut, a few strands fell on the sides of his face, partly covering his ears, and bangs covered his forehead, definitely not a style he would ever choose...
If his changed face and hair weren't strange enough, two deep blue eyes soon met his own, they blinked as he did and grew in size after noticing that, "Blue eyes?" he thought to himself, first his hair had turned white and now his eyes went from brown to blue? What was going on?
As he thought that, the boy took a hand to his cheeks, caressing his now smoother skin and seeing that strange reflection doing the same thing, "No way..." he whispered as he took a few steps away from the window, but as he did so he felt something else was off, his chest felt... heavy.
Looking down Jonathan immediately saw the reason why when his eyes landed on what should have been his body, but instead of finding himself looking at his casual hoodie he was met by a tight black catsuit.
Despite covering his whole body, the catsuit left little to the imagination and allowed him to notice his face wasn't the only part of his body that had changed: his shoulders were smooth, his waist thin, his hips wide, two small mounds rested on his chest and most importantly he felt no trace of 'little Johnathan' down there.
"No way..." he whispered once again, the sight in front of him making him feel like he was going mad, he had been run over by a truck! He was supposed to be in a hospital not in space, and he specially wasn't supposed to turn into a chick!
"No way!" he ended up screaming, taking both gloved palms to his cheeks, if he were paying attention to his own reflection he would see he now looked like an odd parody of that famous painting or that one 1990 movie about home invaders being bested a kid, but Jonathan was too focused on yelling to care about that resemblance, "No way! This is not happening! This is not happening!" he kept repeating to himself, only being interrupted when he heard a loud knock.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Cindy?" a voice said, turning around Jonathan saw a metallic white door, futuristic looking and lacking any sort of doorknobs, on the other side of it he heard a feminine voice, "Cindy? Are you there?" the voice asked again, being followed by more knocks, on the door, "Are you hurt or something? Can you unlock the door?"
"Cindy?" Jonathan repeated as he looked down, was that this girl's name? He assumed that was the case, and since he could understand whomever was on the other side of the door, did that mean he hadn't been kidnapped by aliens? He hoped not, and since he didn't really know what else to do he decided to open the door.
"..." but as he stood in front of said door, the teen was reminded of the lack of a doorknob, he pressed his hand against the door trying to push it but nothing came of it non mater how much he tried, "How do I unlock this thing?" he thought to himself.
Watching closely at the door, he noticed a rectangular light on the side of it, red, he passed a hand in front of it and the light turned green, the change of color was followed by the door opening and revealing a woman standing in the other side, a woman Jonathan could only describe as a...