This is so unfair.

Mary hated being a young woman.

She hated having to wear pretty dresses and being subservient.

She wished she was a boy like her brothers who did not have to do housework day in and day out with their mother.

She wished she couldn't run, play, and have fun like they did.

But that was not her place.

One night whilst you looked out of her bedroom window she wished upon hue to a star that fingers could be different.

She was warm and cosy under her blankets and dreamt of a world where she was the only boy in the family and her brothers were now her sisters.

She woke the next morning with a throbbing stiffness between her legs.

She pulled back the covers to see her flat chest and a pair of boxer shorts with something long stiff and standing to attention inside them.

She was now a teenage boy with a throbbing erection.

She was terrified to touch it let alone stroke it in case it went off in her hands.

As she lay there staring at it wondering what was going on she heard three high-pitch female voices screaming in unison where's my dick gone.

Somehow her brothers had woken up as teenage girls with moist pussies between their legs and bosoming breasts upon their chests.

When they stormed into her room complaining and moaning she pretended not to know that she had changed gender.

She pretended that they had always been girls and that they must have had a horrible night.

As they argued, their parent walked into the room, wondering what the commotion was.

Their parents did not know what their three beautiful daughters were talking about.

As far as they knew, they had always been girls and Mary had always been a boy called Mike.

Now Michael playing in the yard having fun whilst her brothers now sisters helped their mother with the cooking cleaning and keeping the house.