Chapter #4It's intolerable, unbearable, and unbelievable. by: Mr. George   You recoil, as you take in the delicate hand on the light switch. It can only be yours, as you turn that elegant and refined wrist, it responds to your will. As you gaze slides up those too smooth, and scrawny arms, you reach a narrower set of shoulders than you had.
It was always a possibility to end up in a woman's body. The odds were 50:50, so you weren't surprised to wake as a woman. Well, you were and you weren't: as an idea it was abstract and fine. But the reality as you felt the extra heft to your ass. The extra sway in your hips, the lost couple of inches, and the uncomfortable, constant movement that tells you that you're now the proud bearer of your own bust!
You resist the urge to confirm the final piece of the puzzle. Your hands trembling, you hope it's shock, or some illusion from your unfamiliar angle, but you seem to be blessed, well blessed or cursed with what feels like a massive bust.
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The rush of the shock, hits you like a tsunami. The coursing hormones telling you to burst into tears, wail and despair are threatening your intellect. Shaking your head, you deny the surrender. Closing your eyes, you walk back from the light switch. Blocking out the must-be delusion of your extreme bust.
Stumbling into the bed, you scream in your new voice. Too high, too girly and far too piercing. As you bounce atop the bed, you get your legs beneath you, steadying yourself.
Unable to keep them closed, you hope you're delusion is reduced. The bouncing and swaying told you, even in the dark that you felt heftily endowed! Feeling the chill metal press against your spine, and the soft bump of your head against the wall. You're retreated as far as you can.
Opening your eyes, you take in the body you'll wear for the rest of your life.
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Golden blonde hairs cascade off your shoulders, but that bust hasn't reduced even one inch. You look more like a succubus than any woman born to mere human parents.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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