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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Comedy · #1858221

A victim changes age and/or gender. Turn a grown man into a little girl and other things.

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Chapter #6

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    by: MRBustin Author IconMail Icon
I woke up this morning with another pounding headache. The hockey season ended three weeks ago and the lacrosse season started the week after. Because we will play in the same conditions as the football team (anything but lightning) we have been practicing in the snow. We made the split between JV and Varsity after the first week and I played with a cold all of last week. Not the greatest of ideas because now I'm so sick I've missed the first day of school since I was in 5th grade. And it looks like I'm going to miss another day today.

My mom came into my room to wake me up. "How are you feeling today?" She asked

"I still have a headache, but I don't feel as congested as yesterday" I informed her.

"Well I'll call the school and you just focus on getting better" she said. "I'll be home around 4:30"

"Ok" I said. With that she left and I was left alone. I slept about five more minutes before I got up to get some breakfast. I grabbed a bowl and some frosted flakes. I ate the flacks and went up to my room to email my coach to say I won't be at practice again today. I then went downstairs and turned on the news. They were just starting the weather portion and it looked like it was going to start warming up. The highs for today were going to be in the fifties. With that I laid down on the couch and fell asleep. As I slept, I had a weird dream where I had been born a girl. It felt super real. In the dream, I was doing everything that I had been doing as a boy, just from the other side of the gender fence.

I woke up after about a four hour nap. I looked at the clock on the wall and it read 10:13. As I stood up, my center of gravity felt off. I looked down as long, shoulder length brown hair fell into my face blocking my view. I brushed it out of the way and saw boobs. I couldn't believe this had happened. I wobbled into the bathroom and saw a beautiful girl with brown hair that went just past her shoulders, blue-green eyes. She was about five foot nine inches and 135lbs. As I looked into the mirror, I noticed the girl staring back looked so much like me that she could be my twin. After the shock finally wore off, I went and found my iPhone. I needed to call my parents. I grabbed my iPhone and called my mom's cell. When she finally picked up, I said "Mom, it's me Mike. I don't know how it happened but somehow I fell asleep after eating breakfast and now I'm a girl"

"Who is this? Why are you calling me on my sons phone" she asked

"It's really me" I pleaded with her. "Just come home and you will see"

"Ok fine, I'll come home. But if your not telling the truth you and Mike will be in big trouble" she threatened. She hung up, and I hit end on my phone. With that I wobbled my way up to my room to put something on. I was still wearing the boxers and teeshirt that I had on before this happened. The boxers were almost falling off and the teeshirt was stretched across my larger chest. When I finally made it to my room, I took of the boxers and quickly grabbed a pair of black compression shorts. I didn't want to even see my new body jacked yet so I closed my eyes as I put them on. I then grabbed some black sweat pants and threw them on. They were a little long now so I pulled them up to my belly button. The teeshirt kept my new breasts from bouncing to much so I left it on and grabbed my lacrosse sweatshirt. Then I went back downstairs. It was getting easier to walk the more I walked around.

My mom arrived home in about thirty minutes. And when she came in the door, she was really pissed off. "Michael" she shouted. "What is this all about? Who is this girl on the couch?"

I stood up and said "it's really me mom. It's really Mike"

"Prove it. Prove to me your my son" she said. "What is something only Mike would know?"

"You named me Mike because of the M like shaped birth mark on the underside of my left arm" I said as I pulled the sweatshirt off and rolled the sleeve of the teeshirt up showing the very same birth mark.

"Oh my, how did this happen" she asked in bewilderment.

"I don't know" I said. "I just fell asleep around 6:10ish and woke up around four hours later as a girl"

"I'm going to call the doctor and get and appointment. Maybe he will have an idea" she said. I went upstairs to my room and sat on my bed, hooked my iPhone up to my speakers and listened to my music.

After ten minutes, my mom came up to my room and said "I've gotten an appointment at noon. We'll leave at eleven" she paused for a moment. "Um, I think you should use a bra. You sister forgot one of her sports bras when she went off to college and I think I still have it." She left for a moment before coming back with one of my sisters pink sports bras in her hand.

"It go's on just like a shirt" she said as she tossed me the bra. "I also suggest you put on a larger shirt that will fit over your new breasts" with that she left me and I did as she said. Shortly after I felt a very familiar feeling. I needed to go pee. I went to the bathroom and was about to start when I remembered I need to sit.
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