This choice: Mika doesn't know whats going on. • Go Back... ** Originally added by Sandyseeker, but changed to help flow in the story**
As he opened the email he had to sigh in disbelief since he couldn't read it at all. Opening the same translator function that he used to create the email. Josh quickly copied and pasted the email to translate it. When it was finished, Josh couldn't believe what he was reading. Jenn says that Mika doesn't know whats going on and keeps calling herself your name. I see her as she is, but she has your height, clothes, and hair but when she looks in the mirror, she has your reflection. I'm going to need to look over the book once more to make sure I know what to do and I'm afraid you're going to need to live as Mika until then.
Jenn,
I do not know what to do. I not Josh Mitchell and can not be her. Please fix fast so I can be home.
Mika Takahashi
As he hit send, Josh let out a large yawn with his painted hand. Turning off the computer, he got up and looked at the mirror once more. The young girl looked in her early teens and pretty cute in her pink Hello Kitty pajamas. He made a kissy face and held up two fingers on his right hand and brought his leg up to pose. 'Great, just great!' Josh thought to himself. 'I'm a 13 year old girl that goes to Sutogawa Junior High School. In year 2 class 2, thankfully I'm not the class president.' "This is a little too much." Josh said to himself as he turned off the light and made his way back to the bed to get back to sleep. After calming down a little, Josh was soon fast asleep.
** Several Hours Later **
The next morning, he found himself being woken by the friendly, smiling face of a pretty Japanese woman. “Good morning, Mika!” said the woman. "Lets get the day started."
Must be my new 'Mom' guessed Josh. “Uh... Morning,” He mumbled as he yawned.
“Get out of bed, you sleepy head,” said the woman. “Come now, Mika darling. Hurry up. You have school today. The weekend is over, so get dressed in your uniform and come eat some breakfast before with your father and I before its time to leave.”
Josh sighed as he watched Mika's mom leave the room.
“This isn't happening,” he mumbled again, climbing out of Mika's bed. “Thanks, Jenn... wherever you are. Because of you, I have to spend the day as a Japanese schoolgirl.”
Although he felt ridiculous doing so, Josh reluctantly started getting dressed in Mika's school uniform. He knew the rest of the world would perceive him as Mika Takahashi, even though looking down, Josh still saw himself as a College-aged boy awkwardly wearing girls clothes.
He stripped off Mika's pajamas and underwear. Then hesitantly pulled on a fresh pair of plain, white, cotton panties. They looked far too tight for him, but somehow the fabric seemed to magically adjust itself to perfectly fit his body. Next, he dug out a small bra and strapped it on his flat, masculine chest. Josh deliberately chose the most plain looking brassiere he could find. Bad enough everyone would think he was a girl right now; he didn't want to have to wear something lacy and frilly.
Next he buttoned up a plain, white girl's blouse, and then pulled on a short, blue plaid skirt. The skirt seemed far too small, tight, and short on him... but when he looked in Mika's mirror, it seemed to hang down to a modest length above her knees. Finally, he rummaged around in Mika's sock drawer and pulled out a pair of white cotton knee socks. Picking up Mika's school bag and putting the needed stuff in it. Josh started to make his way to the door.
Glancing at himself in the mirror, Josh saw with shocked disgust that he had become a short, cute, picture perfect Japanese schoolgirl.
“This isn't happening,” he muttered again in perfect Japanese.
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