You hit Cassandra square in the stomach and blacked out.
When you come to, you were laying on the ground as you roll onto your back hair covers your eyes.
*what the hell is going on* you think to yourself.
“Cassie are you...” you trail off..
The hair in your face and the shrill voice. You put your hands on your stomach and slowly bring them up. They are met with your developing breasts.
“Oh fuck.. I’m Cassie.” You hear yourself say. You start to stand up while you’re still feeling all around your body. Even though she wasn’t really developed, you can feel how different her center of gravity is mixed with her tighter stance from her hips. Your former body was also laying there. You grab the remote.
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