Chapter #5You bray with laughter dismissing the idea. by: Mr. George   Drifting in and out of consciousness, you're only vaguely aware of recent events. As fantasy women dance across your mind, you rate them each on their looks. The dappled overhead light, is the Sun peeking through the leaves above. The branches shifting in the soft breeze. You feel the reassuring proximity of your friends. Soft moans reaching your ears, though some of those sound too sensual and feminine to be coming from you, or your friends. They seem to resonate through your whole body, as if internal.
As the visions fade, you find reality starting to intrude once again. The zephyr breeze takes on a hint of a chill. Your legs prickle in protest as the coolness. Your lungs ache at the freshness of the air. There's a heaviness to your breathing, that makes it feel like more of an effort.
Groaning, as you plant your hands on the ground. You feel the grass tickles and teases. A frown creasing your forehead, as you struggle to process it all. Shaking your head, you hope to dislodge the clinging drowsiness, that makes your thoughts sluggish. The accommpanying brushing of hair across bare shoulders is added to the mystery.
You can hear, Mike and Frank struggling to rise too. Their voices sound off, but you shrug that aside. Your own sounds softer too. As you rise, brushing the loose grass from your legs, it all starts to fall back into place. Blinking in the dazzling Sun, you take in bare legs that... that are yours... disappearing beneath a skirt that you're wearing...
Looking at your hands, your vision filled with the heavy, awkard bust that hangs from your shoulders. A shriek of denial bursting from your mouth, is joined by Mike's and Frank's voices... The tone and pitch only confirming the dread fact of your new sex. There's nothing vaguely masculine about your voices.
A source-less voice echoing inside your heads, announcing, "Congratulations, welcome to your new easier lives, Joan."
"Joan..." you repeat blankly, as "Mika." and "Francine." pronounce their new names with the same sense of unreality.
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