You don’t eve have time to take another breath before everything goes dark. Just as you think you must be dieing or something your vision returns. Feeling unbalanced you nearly fall out of your chair. An arm catches you and a voice asks, “Are you ok dear”? You look up to see the man that had been sitting with the much younger and attractive woman has caught you. “Yes, thank you I just really dizzy for some reason”, you answer and are suddenly aware your voice has changed. You quickly get your bearing and look down at yourself. You nearly pass out again when you see you’re wearing a low-cut dress. The flesh the dress is exposing is not yours. You look down in awe at the massive rack that now sits on what has to be your chest. “What the hell”, you stammer. “Is something wrong sweetheart”, the older man asks. You look back up at him your mind overwhelmed with what’s happened. “I, I, I, got something on my dress. I need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back”, you stammer in response.
You get up and head to the bathroom grabbing your purse at the last moment. You nearly fall over after taking only two steps due to the heels you’re wearing. You pause at the entrance to the bathroom for a second trying to decide which one to go into. You go ahead and go into the ladies room. You half expect the girls that are in there to freak out that there is man in the restroom, but none even seem to notice and the one that does just smiles at you.
You rush into a stall and sit down. “This isn’t happening. This can’t be happening. You run your hand over your body checking the important areas. You find to your shock that your cock is gone. You then reach up and grab your breasts. “Crap, there real. Well they’re not real, but they’re real”, you whisper in shock. You dig into the purse that you’re carrying to try to figure out who you are. You find a license with the name Carrie Young on it. It seems that this is you now. The license provides little other information though except her age, which is twenty-five and where you live. The address on the license is a very upscale part of town. This explains all the diamonds and gold you’re wearing.
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