John was not enjoying being a teenage girl going through puberty.
As far as he could see it was a lot more messy, emotional and awkward this way around.
He stood in front of the mirror looking at his new body.
Looking at what he had become & not liking it one bit.
He slipped on one of his mother's bras which was another disturbing thing for him to have to put up with and said to himself:
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