Cindy shivered in the cold. She was walking randomly around, somewhat in shock, and whilst she kept being distracted by feelings of the air on her exposed and very male chest, and the novelty of not being arrested for indecent exposure, night was rapidly falling and she had nowhere to go. She couldn't go home and she didn't dare go back to try and grab her money or cards at Bob's house; knowing his overprotective nature, he was keeping an eye out for the guy she now was, and while she may now be a musclebound young man, he was still eight inches taller and a lot stronger than her. Anger filled her at the memory of hearing what she now realised had been whoever had been in her body in bed with him...
WHAM! Cindy rounded a corner and fell back on her ass after smacking into a girl on the other side. "Oh... uhh, sorry..." she said, scrambling clumsily to her feet. The girl got up and smiled broadly. "Oh, that's OK." Her eyes flickered up and down Cindy's body and Cindy flushed as she suddenly realised how she must appear to everyone else; an extremely handsome young man walking around shirtless and barefoot, nothing on him at all but some very baggy jeans. She looked around and realised she'd turned onto the crowded local shopping street, and almost everyone there was looking at her, from subtle glances to blatant stares. She shoved her hands into her pockets, took a deep breath and kept on walking. Goddamnit, even her feet felt weird! They were far too big against the chilly pavement. She chuckled, both at the fact that she'd been having little revelations like that for the past two hours, and from the thought that she was now a perfect case for big feet equals big dick.
She then spent a moment being weirded out by the fact she was now chuckling instead of giggling.
She didn't pay any attention at first to the car horn sounding but glanced up as it pulled up next to her, trying to focus on it and avoid eye contact with the group of three girls on the opposite side of the street who were checking her out. "Hey! Steve! What happened to you? Jolie kick you out onto the road?" The door to the car swung open and Cindy stood there for a moment absorbing what was happening, then walked over and got in the car. "Yeah, something like that. Can you take me, umm... home?" "Fuck, she did? Yep, okay." They pulled out. Cindy glanced at the guy driving her; he seemed about Bob's age, which she guessed put him a year or two younger than she had been and about four years older than she was as a he. He seemed pretty cute too. She swore silently to herself as she felt a pressure begin to build in her pants and concentrated on staring straight ahead; while the baggy jeans would hide her dick soft, there was no way they could cover an erection from the behemoth she had now. She did NOT need this. Stupid male hormones.
"Hey, are you okay?" the mystery man said, glancing at her. She jumped guiltily. "Yeah, I'm fine." she replied "So are you going out with my bro and the others tonight?" he asked. Ah, so that was it. "Nah, I'll be alright." "You sure? Aren't your aunt and uncle away for the weekend?" "Uhh... yeah, but I'll be okay." Well, thought Cindy, that was convenient. She'd have time to learn about Steve and... wait, what was she gonna do, slot into the life of a schoolboy? Fuck. The car pulled over and she opened the door. "Thanks. I'll see you later" she said, climbing out and looking at the house in front of her. The car pulled off and she was walking up the drive, wondering how the hell she was going to get inside, when she was taken by surprise with a tackle from a guy who ran out came out of nowhere. They rolled onto the ground and she got a brief glimpse of a bruised nerdish face before she found herself fending off punches. She rolled over and managed to grab his arms and sit on him. She felt him strain against her, but her powerful new muscles had no trouble keeping him from getting loose. The strength flowing through her felt wonderful, and she began to understand why Bob worked out so much. Her chain of thought was broken, however, when the guy below her spat in her face. She jumped off him in surprise and he stood up, grabbing a branch and holding it over her. "You fucker! You took my body! Give it back!" he yelled. "Oh, fuck" she sighed. "Listen, I'm not the person who stole your body. He stole mine and left me in this. Now can you put that down?"