Sophie Turner requested by Josef Zápotocky

When most boys are asked what they want to be when they grow up, they say a policeman, but not me.

I wanted to be Sophie Turner.

I did not want to be like Sophie Turner; I wanted to be her.

I wanted to be a beautiful woman and an Actress.

I wanted people to admire me and feel jealous that they were not me.

I watched every one of her movies dressed up like her characters and pretended to be her whenever I could.

I knew I'd never be her.

I knew it was just a fantasy.

I knew I'd be a fat middle-aged man balding on top that everybody thought was creepy.

Then one day at a con, I met her.

She looked deep into my soul and said to me not out loud but into my head so nobody else could hear I know what you want and I'm willing to give it to you.

I thought I was going crazy.

I thought I'd finally cracked.

But that night she appeared to me in my hotel room.

She said strange words over me, and there was a flash of pink and purple light and a smell of honey.

The next morning, I woke up in a strange bed in a strange house in a familiar body.

Somehow, I had become her.

I heard her voice inside my head again. 

She said to me.

She said that Joseph and Sophie never existed in this universe.

I have just copied and pasted my life into this universe and given you the body, the gender and the talent you always desired.

Enjoy your life in this universe.

It was better than anything I could ever imagine.

I squeezed the tits on my chest until they hurt just to make sure I was not dreaming.

I stripped off naked and ran to the bathroom feeling the weight of her tits bouncing on my chest as I did.

I had a curvy waist, wide hips no dick, and too beautiful breasts.

I stroked my new pussy and moaned with delight.

I knew I was going to enjoy myself in this universe.