David sighed as he turned up his TV. He was too frazzled from earlier to finish any homework. Despite his dismal something about that Sarah woman lingered in his head and just wouldn't get out. If he was a more spiritual person he might have believed it as a sign that she wasn't exactly fibbing about her 'job'. But the idea of granting wishes was silly, so the young man let his mind rest and tried to block everything else out as he watched a variety of shows. A few cooking challenges, one show where they renovated a home, and before he knew it he was yawning and had forgotten whatever it was that was irking him.
David had meant to do the little bit of homework that was due tomorrow now, but he felt exhausted for some reason. It sucked, but he was in no condition to follow though. The young man just set his alarm a little earlier so that he could have enough time after waking up to do it then. It was his last year in school and he had to do his best to get his grades up for college after all.
As he laid himself in bed, David let out a groan, hands clutching his stomach as something seemed to burn inside him. He was tossing and turning in bed, sweating up a storm as he struggled to figure out what was wrong. It was painful, but something told him it wasn't life threatening. He wasn't sure how he could tell, but before he could make the choice to call out for help David blacked out.
The familiar sound of his increasingly annoying alarm brought David back to the world of the waking as he reflexively picked up his phone and silenced the waking reminder. He let out a groan, sounding off to his ears, did he drink last night? He sounded like his throat was sore or something, and he couldn't remember anything after getting driven home. At least not in detail. Well, if he did drink he was likely a mess, and needed water. The best thing to do would be to clean up and drink so water, which he could easily do both in the shower.
David eased himself out of bed, feeling unsteady on his feat for some reason. He figured it was part of the hangover he must be having as everything felt more sensitive this morning. The cool air on his skin, the freezing cold tile floor of the bathroom. All part of the hangover, yep. Our clueless protagonist kept up the denial up to the point that he undressed to get in the shower, when he realized there was something missing from his early morning routine. Namely his morning wood.
Now, David wasn't the type to rub one out every morning, but he had come to expect and work around the day's first erection. So when he realized there wasn't a tent in his pajamas this morning, well he actually woke up and realized that everything feeling off wasn't a side effect of drinking the night before. Ever so slightly, the world seemed bigger, not absurdly so, but David realized that his hips were just shy of the bathroom counter now, rather then being parallel with it. He had gotten shorter over night!
But as the young man looked down to check on this change, his worst fears were made real. His dick was gone, not just shrunk, not just removed. No he had something in it's place, a slight bulge bellow his hips with a small slit that looked made to have something inserted in it. "I'm... I'm a girl!" David almost squeaked out, now understanding that his voice wasn't changed from a raw throat, but... because it was becoming higher pitched too!
As David examined himself in the mirror, he judged himself to be... roughly the same build as before. He didn't have breasts, or at least big ones. Though his nipples did look puffier? Maybe that'll change over time. He didn't want to be a flat chested girl if he had to be one... No he wanted to be a boy again!
But contrary to what he was thinking, David's new body knew the truth. The young former boy was excited for this, he was more then interested to see how life would react to him being a girl. And he secretly wanted to know how it felt like to orgasm as one, even if he denied it. To that end the newly changed slit was already burning up inside David in a very pleasant way. But though the fog of lust David remembered he still had homework to do.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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