That night as you slept, your body changed and grew in height. You grew muscles and plumbing you had never had before. The soreness, you usually felt, slowly faded as more of your body reshaped. Curly brown hair went down your back falling naturally into place. The clothes are you back were tight, only to be replaced by a red satin gown.
You awoke in the morning and checked your alarm clock. It read 4:45 am.
"Why am I up so early?" you thought and headed back to sleep.
You awoke again. The clock now said 5:00 am.
Deciding to get up, you started to head for the bathroom, to start this early day. Except your body did not want to comply. It seemed to urge you to head outside. Exercise. Never had you craved it before, but for some reason you just needed to go. Without even changing your clothes, you opened the front door and started to run.
As you ran, you started to become more conscious of yourself. A distinct bounce on your chest became more and more apparent. A cool breeze tickled your bare, hairless legs and sending a shiver through your body.
It clicked.
"What happened to my body? What am I wearing?" You asked aloud still running. It looked very familiar, but the shock was preventing you from quite putting your finger on it. Then it hit you. It was Bridgett Appleford.
You recoiled back onto your butt.
"Ow, that really hurt... sorry I'm bad at looking where I'm going. Sometimes, when I'm focused I stop paying attention."
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