Glancing at the homework on the desk, David decided that he was too stressed to work on it at the moment. He took a seat on the end of his bed, and grabbed the controller.
He'd always been a fan of video games, but had really started getting into them when he was about 15. That was about the time that he hadn't had to rely on his parents as much to get his games, and he'd finally been able to expand his collection. It had been nice then, since he'd just gotten a job and he finally felt like an adult. It would be nice to be able to do that again, but he knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon.
David clutched his stomach, gritting his teeth slightly as he glanced at the clock. He'd been playing for almost an hour, and he figured it was about time for bed. Especially since his gut didn't seem to be agreeing with him tonight. He knew he probably should work on some homework, but he had definitely played longer than he had anticipated.
As he carefully stood up, he almost doubled over as his gut cramped up again on him. His vision seemed to blur momentarily, and he felt himself getting lightheaded. His room seemed to swim before his eyes, as the temperature in the room seemed to plummet causing him to shiver.
He put a hand on his bed to steady himself, trying not to hurl right there. He felt himself breaking into a sweat, despite feeling rather cold. he hoped he wasn't getting sick, although that would make a good excuse to skip the test and art homework he'd procrastinated on. However, he didn't think that his chemistry teacher would let him take it late. He knew she didn't like him, but he found it hard to blame her considering the type of student he was.
Gingerly, he crept across his room, and flopped onto his bed as everything seemed to spin again. His lamp cast long shadows across the room that seemed to move on their own accord as everything twisted and turned around him. Soon strange shapes began to materialize around him, dancing in strange patterns across the walls and ceiling.
He blinked, not even trying to make sense of what he was seeing. He just kept staring at the ceiling, hypnotized by the world around him that was constantly in flux. He wondered idly if he was dying, but it was so hard to keep his mind focused that even that didn't seem to concern him.
The sound of footsteps came from the direction of his door, which was now standing open as a figure approached the side of his bed.
He turned his head, trying to bring the figure into focus. He was having such a hard time since his head now felt like it was filled with cotton, and his neck made of lead. Eventually, he was able to focus on the figure beside him, hardly registering how strange it was.
A girl in her mid teens was standing beside his bed, though it was hard to make out her specific features as they kept seeming to change before his very eyes. She smiled down at him, and placed a hand on the side of his head, as a warmth began spreading through him.
His vision began to fade as a feeling of peace came over him, and for a brief moment his room stilled and everything was right again. He found himself smiling back at the girl despite not knowing who she was. At the same time though, it felt as if he did know her. He couldn't place it, but there was something about her that seemed very familiar to him. He found his eyelids growing heavy, as he drifted into a restful sleep with the girl keeping watch over him.
The sound of an alarm echoed through the room, coming from every direction.
David covered his ears, wincing at the noise. His mind raced as he tried to make sense of the sound that was drilling into his head. It seemed to be moving, or gathering in just one place as it became more manageable to him. Finally, it occurred to him what it was as he took a breath to calm himself.
His hand hit the button on the top of the alarm clock, feeling cool to the touch as the sound finally stopped. He opened his eyes, taking in his dimly lit room around him. His lamp was still on and casting a yellowish light over his room as the sound of rain pounded on the window. Everything seemed to be exactly how he had left it.
He bolted upright, taking in his room again as he remembered the nigh before. Where was the girl he'd seen? And who was she? How had she gotten into his room? He flopped back on his bed as he tried to figure out what had happened to him. Honestly he thought he was going to die, he had felt so miserable. Then that girl had come in and everything had gotten better. He sighed as he got to his feet. He didn't have time to try to figure it out right now. He had to get ready for school.
He walked across his bedroom, opening the door to the hallway. There was a sliver of light coming from under his sister's door, and he could hear someone down in the kitchen as he stepped into the open door of the bathroom. He closed it behind him, casting the room into darkness momentarily until he turned on the light.
He smiled knowing that he had managed to get in before his sister. She always took so long that he hardly had time to get his stuff done if he didn't get in before her. She always said it was because she was a girl and that he wouldn't understand, but he was pretty sure that wasn't the full story. He turned the shower on, and began undressing.
First his shirt came off, revealing his average torso. He wasn't muscular by any means, but he also didn't really have any fat. Like everything he was fairly average. However, something seemed off, but he couldn't seem to quite place it until he removed his bottoms.
He covered his mouth, trying not to scream. Where was it? His hands darted towards his groin feeling for what wasn't there. His heart raced as his hands felt a slit like two lips that hadn't been there before. He collapsed onto the toilet staring in disbelief at something that shouldn't be possible.
Where his penis had once been was now a small vagina. It was nestled nicely between his legs, right where he knew it should be. Except that it shouldn't be there. He was a man! A man! Except he didn't have a penis anymore. So did that mean that he was... a girl?
His hand went deeper into the folds, and he shivered at the sensation that emanated from his loins.
His heart sank, as his head began spinning. He was definitely a girl. He had no idea how it had happened, but he was a girl. She tried to calm her ragged breathing, as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that she was no longer a boy. She closed her eyes for a moment, then stood up and looked in the mirror.
Other than the fact that she was missing her junk, everything about her seemed exactly the same. Although, maybe her nipples did look a little darker, but other than that she looked exactly like a boy. She kept rubbing her hand over her new asset, trying to get used to the feel.
Sighing, she tore her vision away from the mirror, and stepped into the shower feeling the warm water washing over her body. The sound of the water was soothing as she cleaned herself off. She was especially careful around her new vagina as she was still trying to get used to the feel. Though she had always been curious about what it would feel like to have an orgasm as a girl.
She shook her head. What was she thinking? Sure she had masturbated as a boy, but she shouldn't be enjoying this. After all, maybe she could reverse it somehow. Though if she did find a way to reverse it, then she'd lose the chance to experience it forever. Besides it was on her body. She sat down under the water, her hand continually brushing her pussy as she found herself growing more and more aroused.
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