Adrian woke up incredibly hungover and incredibly groggy. The taste of vomit cling to her lips and her body felt weird. Certain areas seemed bloated while others seemed shrunken. Hair tickled her back for some reason and she felt like she’d been shoved into clothing that wasn’t her.
She smacked her puke flavoured lips together and stood up blurry eyed. Her entire center of gravity was off and she didn’t know why. She just made her way to the bathroom but found herself running into a wall. She blinked and realized she wasn’t in her apartment. Opening doors revealed a guest room, a linen closet, and finally a bathroom. She groggily entered it and fumbled around for a glass. She didn’t find one so she twisted the knob and put her head under the water. Her hair immediately got in the way so she stood up straight and stared at the blurry eyed redhead bombshell in the mirror clasped in a tank top that was too small. She imitated Adrian and grabbed the mess of coppery locks together before bending down and drinking right from the tap. Adrian stood up again and began gargling her collected water. As she did the tank top she was wearing began to expand and her chest became less restrained. It expanded until it fit her bust and waist perfectly. Adrian then spit and smacked her lips unsure if the taste was actually gone. She raised a hand and scratched her breast before pausing and raising her hand into the air. On her left hand was a ring sparkling on her ring finger. The exact ring she’d bought for Shawn the night before.
“Wait, breasts,” Adrian muttered before grabbing the globes on her chest and squeezing them together. The redhead in the mirror did the same and Adrian went wide eyed. She blinked and the redhead blinked. She opened her mouth and the readhead opened her mouth. A shriek escapes her lips and she realized the redhead was her. The bathroom door was flung open and Adrian smacked into a wall stumbling backwards. She opened her eyes to see a picture of Valarie and Shawn on vacation. Warm sandy beaches stood behind the blonde woman and brown haired man. But suddenly Valarie began to fade and the woman from the mirror replaced Valarie. Adrian replaced Valarie and she spotted an honestly gorgeous bikini. It was so form fitting that for a brief second Adrian thought about finding it. She darted back to the room she’d woken up in and opened a dresser drawer. Bras were changing size in them. Adrian rooted through the drawer and soon enough her fingers clasped around a sock. She tugged it out and quickly discover her emergency fund in it. She lived here and a groan and roll alerted her to another presence in the room. She turned and stared as Shawn sat up and stretched his arms before opening his eyes and blinking at Adrian.
“One night stand,” Shawn sighed.
“Actually...” Adrian trailed, “Its me Adrian...”
“Wait... Adrian?!” Shawn asked in disbelief as he gazed over the bombshell before him. She had the body he had dreamed of all his life but as he scanned her he began to notice details that made his eyes widen. She had Adrian’s hair colour, the eyes had remained the same, and the way she was standing, slightly hunched over like someone was about to hit her screamed of the guy he had met last night. Plus the engagement ring gleaming on her finger only added to this, “What happened?!”
“No idea,” Adrian muttered while picked up a set of lingerie that Valerie always wore when she wanted sex. It immidiately changed size and build to match Adrian’s new body and Shawn stood up needing to get a closer look. The blankets fell away and Adrian shielded his eyes.
“Dude put some shorts on!” Adrian ordered.
“Sorry, I only sleep naked when I... have... sex...” Shawn trailed while a look of horror came across Adrian’s face.
“No, there’s no way I would have sex with a dude,” Adrian stated firmly while an unsure look crossed Shawn’s face.