"Danny! Are you up yet?" Danny heard, along with a knocking on his door. Groggily, he opened his eyes, realising that it was now morning. He'd slept so well he'd barely realised that morning had come.
"Uh, yeah Mom, I'm awake," Danny called out, still half asleep. Something felt off, but he wasn't awake enough to really tell what it was.
"Well, hurry up then, or you'll be late for school!" That statement was quickly followed by a set of footsteps walking away from Danny's door.
"Late?" he mumbled, leaning over to check the time on his phone. His eyes widened at the screen turned on. He'd overslept! "Oh crap!" He quickly leapt out of bed, aiming to rush to get ready. However, now that his brain had been shocked awake, he could tell what felt wrong. Casting his gaze downward, caught sight of the tank top and shorts he was wearing, and the long hair falling into the edges of his vision. He saw the pink phone case his phone was wrapped in, and the perfectly manicured nails on the hand he'd used to check it. All of this previously belonged to his sister, but thanks to his little experiment last night, it was now his.
"...Oops," he mumbled to himself. He hadn't bothered swapping back before bed because it was already late, and he figured he'd have time to swap back in the morning, but now here he was, having to hurry to get ready for school after sleeping in, only the clothes he'd be hurriedly putting on would be his sister's! Unfortunately, there wasn't much of an alternative at the moment. If he didn't suck it up and dress like a girl, he'd miss the bus. He'd just have to deal with it for now and swap back later.
And so began Danny's mad dash to try and get ready for school in time. He quickly stripped down to his underwear (or rather, his sister's underwear, as should be obvious by the bra stretched across his flat chest), and quickly grabbed something from his closet, practically on autopilot as he let his instincts guide him. A low-cut t-shirt that would almost certainly have exposed some cleavage if he had any, a relatively short skirt that felt like he was one wrong move away from showing off his panties, and a pair of low heels that were appropriate enough for school but still a pain to walk in, all together the bulk of his outfit was incredibly feminine. Danny silently cursed that this was what he had picked out, but he didn't really have time to go fishing through his wardrobe for something better, especially because he still had to brush his hair, which was significantly longer now, and something inside him was telling him he needed a touch of makeup before he headed out.
After questioning how he even knew how to do makeup, though ultimately doing a decent, if a little rushed, job of making his face look a little prettier, along with adding some smaller accessories to his outfit, Danny quickly grabbed his bag (now pink just like his phone case) and rushed downstairs. The bus would be here any second, but he'd made it in time. And as luck would have it, he happened to encounter Brittany on his way out of the house. She was apparently heading out for something or other, but the reason didn't matter. Odd as she looked wearing Danny's clothes, the fact of the matter was that his clothes were here. He just needed to get the remote out and swap back with her before boarding the bus to school, which he could hear starting to pull around the corner in the distance.
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