"Are you ok, Kyle?" your mother asked seeing how distracted you looked with everything around you, not being able to believe how reality didn't quite change because your room was still your room and your mom still called you Kyle, but you had this slightly older girl body. Your brain was struggling to make sense of anything, and you felt uncomfortable with everything around you, from your new height and decreased strength to the new weight in your chest and the lack of something down there.
You stammered something about not sleeping well to your mother and after breakfast, left the house deciding to check up on one of your friends. You wondered how would he react, would he treat you as usual? You shuddered picturing him having the hots for you because you now had the body of a hot girl.
"Hey Kyle, what's up!" your friend Jake greeted you with no sign of anything changing, no strange looks, no casual comments about how you had this kind of body for a male. He also asked if there was anything wrong seeing you so distracted before you two started to talk about the last game you watched and what to do on the weekend.
"We really need him at his best if we want to have any chance of winning the next game.. Come on dude, are you ok? If you have something to do you should just go and do it" Jake noticed his friend just had his head somewhere else, which was ok but he probably needed some time by himself.
"Huh? yeah ok, sorry" you said lamely to him because there was something else bothering you. As Jake talked about football you started to feel like talking about the sport you followed for as long as you remember wasn't actually that interesting, and even your longtime friend seemed.. childish in the way he talked and moved? you even got yourself distracted by the nails in your hands and the clothes you were wearing for some reason as he rambled on, it was so weird.
You felt you were going crazy as you went back home, still trying to make sense of what was happening, unsuccessfully. Why you were suddenly thinking sports sucked and your nails needed to be fixed? You were still Kyle for everyone, right?
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