A loud beeping woke Joyce up the next morning and she immediately flipped her pillow so it was atop her head but the beeping persisted. Her hand shot out and slapped the table next to her several times before her hand made contact with the alarm clock. It ceased its beeping and she shut her eyes again drifting off into sleep. The pillow remained over her head and her long hair lay splayed all around her clumped in random clusters of red locks pinned together with sweat. Joyce lay in bed for seemingly ever but with like every morning the alarm started blaring again and she groaned loudly and raised her head. For a mere second confusion filled her mind as the alarm clock was set for two hours earlier than normal but the confusion quickly faded as reality shifted around Joyce.
She sat up still nude from the night before but as her foot touched a dirty sock on the ground it crept up her body and morphed. She rubbed her eye as the fabric tangled around her torso and became a powder blue tank top that showed off her midriff. She stretched and rose to her feet taking a solitary step and having her foot meet another sock that crept up her legs and shifted into a comfortable pair of boxers wrapped around her waist.
Joyce scratched her bottom sleepily and cracked her head from side to side before grabbing her right breast and toying with it for a few seconds while she took a long sip of water. She then Lay back on the bedspread and reached to the same spot she’s been keeping Billy’s fleshlight the day before. Now she just drew out the purple dildo and placed it between her legs as she pulled her dirty sleep attire off and tossed it onto the floor. She then lay back and plunged the dildo right into her vagina. She pumped it up and down feeling hormones fill her body and she expertly moved it around hitting perfect pressure points.
This masterbation continued for roughly twenty minutes before two orgasms had rocked her body and she stood up with a smile on her face and a shag of hair blinding her. She grabbed a towel and opened the door to her bedroom stumbling to the bathroom completely nude and sitting down on the toilet like she’d been doing it for years. After finishing she put her towel up on the rack before turning the water on and stepping in.
Water courses down her naked body and the afterglow of her morning masterbation washed off her leaving a pleasant attitude behind as she dampened the locks of red hair on her scalp and reached down for the shampoo. The bottle of “Hermes” scented shampoo quickly shuddered and split in half. Joyce simply picked up the first and the bottle’s colour began to drip off it revealing a white container full of shampoo scented of pomegranate. She lathered her hair up while humming a song she’d heard on the radio the day before to herself and with every scrub her hands became more adept at washing the ginger follicles. She now knew abouthair cafe, having cared for her long hair every single day and when she reached down for the second bottle of “Hermes” scented shampoo it also morphed into pomegranate scented conditioner which was also applied as a second coat. All the bubbles washed down the drain and feeling satisfied Joyce reached down for the massive bottle of “Ares” body wash and her loofah, the loofah immediately changed into a pink colour, something that had come with a feminine hygiene kit, and the body wash melted off revealing a white container labelled “Pine Forest Fresh” that she lathered her body up with.
The water washed away all the bubbles and once she was thoroughly scrubbed the water was turned off. A mist of lovely smelling steam filled the air as Joyce inhaled deeply and sat on the edge of the tub. She then proceeded to lather her arms and legs up and bring a razor down on them trimming all her body hair down to nothingness and only cutting herself twice.
She stepped out of the bathroom afterwards feeling sweaty but clean and walked into her bedroom again. This time she dug into the dressers and picked up a pair of boxers that shifted into a pair of black panties. Her hand making contact with the drawer caused every pair in there to change into this new style of underwear. She opened the sock drawer and frowned before shutting it and looking under it where a second sock drawer existed. She then opened the first sock drawer again to discover they’d all turned into bras. Not even questioning it she slipped a fresh bra on before grabbing a pair of jeans and slipping them on. The massive jeans shrunk in size until they hugged her ass and she then proceeded to remove a white t-shirt that also adapted to her form when slipped on. Finally she bent down and picked up a stray sock but blinked and just slung it on her shoulder. It immidiately morphed into a men’s football jersey and hung off her left shoulder and hid her hands. She then marched back to the bathroom which was now clear of mist and picked up a bottle of cologne. It immediately shifted in form and a power cord grew out of it. She plugged it in and the cologne finished transforming into a blow dryer.
She began blowing her hair and the hot air bouncing off it began to change the bathroom. It remained a mess but all the male objects turned into female ones. Combs, bobby pins, and makeup appeared and soon enough Joyce found herself applying said makeup to her face. After everything was done she stuck her toothbrush in her mouth and walked back to her room while brushing her teeth. She scooped up that beaten up backpack she’d had since grade eight and it remained absolutely the same. Her bed remained unmade and clothes lay stern on the floor but everything she’s touched seemed to undergo a transformation.
Finally she returned to the bathroom, spat her toothepaste into the sink, rinsed the brush, and walked upstairs while continuing to hum to herself. The moment she stepped onto the first floor her Dad blinked and stared at her in shock.
“Who the hell are you?” He asked while Joyce just laughed, walked over, and kissed him good morning. It was like a switch was flipped because his demeaner changed to one of a father who just said good morning to his daughter and nothing else. Joyce immidiately grabbed the protein powder for her morning shake but as she did this other items appeared on the counter including yogurts and fruits, things Billy would have foregone. Both her mother and Judy had a similar baffled reaction to her prescence but just being in the same room seemed to change things. They all sat down at the breakfast table as the parents prepared for work and Judy and Joyce prepared for school. It was here that despite all the changes that had occurred last night Joyce’s Dad put down the morning paper and looked her in the eye before proclaiming.
“Oh and Joyce don’t forget to finish the lawn and split wood after school.”