You look around for the bathroom in your and see it open in the corner of the bedroom. You struggle to get up and waddle your way to throw bathroom.
You head straight for the toilet and plop down, scared you will break the ceramic. A warm, tingling sensation escapes your crotch unvoluntarily unlike any way you could imagine peeing. After you're done, you don't even wipe and you struggle to get yourself off the toilet. You wash your hands at the sink and look in the mirror.
Oh my God.
The face staring back at you is Ms. Pam Witherspoon, the lady who lives across the street from you.
Or used to. You were her now. The lady you always made fun of and was disgusted by, you were her.
You had long, greasy brown hair pulled back and plain brown eyes. Your face is extremely round and you have a prominent double chin underneath. You have bushy eyebrows and the beginnings of a feminine mustache on your lip. Your skin is pale, slightly wrinkled and freckled. Your cheeks stick out and are extremely red. Your forehead is wide and your head is huge. You're disgusted by every movement you make, as Pam makes the same movement. However, you are Pam now, the middle aged, obese, hairy woman that no one would come within a hundred yards of.
You back away from the mirror, examining your new, round body. You struggle to pull the nightgown over your head but you eventually do. You are out of breath again. You stare into the mirror, seeing your new huge at minimum F cup, saggy breasts with dark pancake nipples. Small amounts of hair surround each one. You want to gag. Your stomach hangs over your waist, creating a cleft in your belly. Small amounts of dark, curly hair surround yourself belly button and lead down to your crotch.
Your extremely hairy vagina has fat loose lips and is purplish red in color and covered in pubic hair.
The reality of it hits you. You're a woman now. You're no longer male.
Your eyes go down to your legs, which rub together and are very hairy which makes you very uncomfortable. They're pocketed with cellulite. You are choking back vomit at this point.
You waddle around to try to look at your rear. You look over your shoulder to look at your butt in the mirror. It is extremely fat and saggy and pocketed with cellulite, just like the rest of your fat, disgusting body. Your monstrous stomach begins to growl and you are getting more hungry by the second, you-
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