"Oh my god," the words escaped before he could stop it, and David quickly clapped his hand over his mouth. His voice had been perfectly feminine, though it matched the rest of his new body. David froze for a moment. That had been the first time he'd heard himself speak aloud since he became a girl, and the sound of his voice was beautiful to him. That's when it hit him: He would now have to call himself she from here on out. David was a girl. Though her name wasn't David anymore, at least according to her memories, she was Catherine.
"My name is Catherine," her new voice sounded strange and foreign and yet familiar.
Catherine continued staring at the ceiling for a few minutes as she struggled to sit up, but she was too weak to lift her body the way she had as a boy. Catherine tried to sit up, but she failed. Her back arched involuntarily, and her chest too heaved against the weight of her new body. She struggled for ten minutes before finally managing to get into a sitting position by leaning on one elbow and rocking back and forth. Slowly, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and let gravity help her into a standing position as her bed creaked and groaned from her movements.
Almost instantly, Catherine's feet started to ache as her weight settled onto them, and she took a step towards the middle of the room. Catherine looked around her room, spotted a large stand mirror in one corner, and took a few shaky steps towards it. Her body moved entirely different than when it had been male and skinny. She stopped in her tracks and looked at her body, taking it all in. The girl in the reflection stared back cutely. Cool light reflected off of the greenish-blue eyes, which blinked back at her, and her wavy, dark brown hair hung loosely around her almost spherical, round face. Her cheeks were soft and round, making her look a little younger than ten, and her chin blended into them seamlessly.
Catherine's body was thick and stocky, with two small breasts poking through her white shirt and a large round belly dominating most of her middle. Her arms and legs were a little thicker than when she'd been a boy despite being at least a foot shorter. The shirt was reasonably loose on her, except around her belly, where her rotund body was stretching it slightly.
"I am a fat girl," Catherine repeated, her voice still girlish and foreign.
Catherine spent a couple more minutes examining her body in the mirror before being brought back to reality as her stomach let out a loud growl. It suddenly hit her just how hungry she was. She felt ravenous. Catherine needed to eat. However, she still didn't know what she'd find on the other side of the door.
"Maybe I should look around a little first," Catherine mused, "Though I am starving!"
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