Jason woke up in a strange world his eyes still half closed due to sleep he could not make out his surroundings.
He tried to roll onto his side and go back to sleep but was surprised by the weight and movement on his chest as he pulled back the covers to discover that there was something seriously wrong.
He always slept in the nude because it got too hot in bed but now he was wearing a cotton nightie.
He ran his hands down his body feeling the two soft mounds of sensitive flesh on his chest and the emptiness between his legs where his morning woody should be.
He pulled up the collar of the nightie he now was wearing to get a better look at those soft sensitive mounds of flesh that were hanging off his chest still not believing that he now had breasts.
He looked around his new surroundings knowing it was no dream he was now in the body and the bedroom of a teenage girl as he stared at his new breasts trying to ignore the panic that was rising through his body.
And then all of a sudden a middle aged woman burst into the room he was in.
In floods of tears crying for her mummy as Jason just lay there staring at his new equipment wondering what to do next.
No comments:
Post a Comment