"This must be a dream. Guys don't turn into girls, nor do people switch bodies. Hey, I was thinking of hot chicks, maybe this is my mind telling me something, that I should finally ask someone for a date" you muse. "This must be the most realistic dream ever" you think as you squeeze the breasts on your chest. "Odd, that I don't wake up though, and that I'm dreaming that I'm about to go back to sleep."
You fall back to sleep.
You open your eyes a couple of hours later and see daylight coming into your room. "God, that was a weird dream" you think, and you look up still half asleep. Something doesn't look right, since the size of the room is different. You look down, and see the same pink glittery nails, the same slim body that you saw in your 'dream'. "OH MY GOD. THAT WASN'T A DREAM!" you scream. You fling yourself out of bed, hoping nobody heard you.
Somebody knocks on your door "Chloe, are you okay? Can I come in?" a female voice asks, concerned. "Yes" you stammer, and see that the other person is a girl you think is about 10 or 11. You assume (correctly) that this is Chloe's sister. You decide to pre-empt, and say "Just a bad dream." Of course you can't ask anything or the girl would think you've gone crazy, so you decide to act if you are dazed, well more dazed since you are more than a little freaked out finding that you are a girl in a strange town.
What day is it?" you ask. "Friday. You must have really had a bad dream. I'll pass you some clothes", the girl answers. She passes you
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