The following morning, Johny awoke feeling especially strange. At first he thought he must be dreaming, but he just didn't feel right. His body was ... well, something just wasn't right. He felt an odd weight within his chest and his groin area was felt lighter than he was used to. Still groggy, he stumbled from his bed, but his balance was completely off. It was if his whole center of gravity had been yanked upward. His first thought was that he had had a stroke, but that was just crazy. He was too young for that. Somehow he managed to make his way to the bathroom down the hall without falling over. Flipping on the light, as he shut the door behind him, he glanced at his own reflection in the mirror and nearly fainted in surprise.
The face staring back at him was his, or close enough to his, but the rest of his body had been completely transformed. When he had gone to bed last night, he had been a normal teenaged boy, but now he was seeing a normal, and quite attractive, young woman. Tentatively, he reached up and touched the small mounds that were tenting the T-shirt fabic that covered his chest. A small shiver passed through his body as his fingers probed the sensitive flesh of the new breasts ... his breasts! The realization was too much for his mind to handle and his knees buckled beneath him as his world went black.
Slowly he awoke to the sound of his mother humming softly in the hallway. "Johny, are you alright, you've been in there a while?"
"Huh," he managed to utter, as the world came back into focus.
"I said are you alright?"
"Uh, yeah, yeah," he stuttered, realizing that the pitch of his voice had changed. It was much higher than it should have been.
"Are you sure you're alright, you don't sound well."
"No, no, I'm fine," he said, deliberately trying to lower the tone of his voice, but still not sounding like himself.
"You had better take some medicine when you get done in there, you sound terrible. I think that trip to the lake made you sick." The humming resumed and the voice faded as his mother moved back down the hall.
Oh man, what was he going to do? His mother would not understand this. Hell, he didn't understand it. As he got back to his feet, he realized that he still hadn't adjusted to standing in his new body and he grabbed the countertop for support. Who knew being a girl could be so hard?
Being ... a ... girl. "Oh shit," he thought. Looking down reluctantly past the t-shirt he was wearing he saw that the thin shorts he had on did not have the customary bulge in front. He didn't want to do it. Indeed, he was terrified to peer beneath the waistband, but he knew he had to find out. Carefully, he streched the waistband of the shorts forward and stared inside. He couldn't see much, as most of his groin area was in shadow, and there was pubic hair in the way, but he could at least tell that he no longer had his male member, his penis was gone!
Again he, he gasped in surprise - and fear, but managed to avoid passing out. What had happened to him? What had caused this sudden change? He hadn't done anything or taken anything that could have caused this. He hadn't taken any medicine or eaten any strange plants, in fact he hadn't eaten at all since yesterday at the lake. The lake, he thought? No, there was nothing unusual about the lake, and surely if there was, someone would have reported it. It occurred to him though, that the water HAD tasted a little strange, with sort of a mineral taste. But, he had just attributed that to the fact that the water at the lake was from a different source than he was used to at home. It was hard to believe, but there was really no other answer, something WAS unusual about the lake.
He sat down on the toilet trying to take it all in. How was he going to explain this to his family? What was he going to do?