Instead of stating what she wanted out loud she whispered it and slapped the button as this life ended and another started... Your name is Stacy. Your life is the best, your parents got lucky, you all made smarts investments, and you found the love of your life Mark, and now you were cuddling with him on the couch in your luxury apartment... something something about the fridge, pantry, cooking space, amenities, and a giant red button that invites you to press it whenever you want to try another reality.
Like last time Mark's head was on your lap as you stroked his head... although now your thighs were thick and soft. Your consciousness eased into this new you as an entire lifetime of being female became part of who you were. Playing with dolls in a new friend group, going through puberty and all the female horrors that came with that, finding boys attractive... Now here you were a rich girlfriend to a rich guy... "What the fuck?" You asked glancing down at both Mark and your cleavage
"What?" he asked innocently
"Why did the previous you ask for this?!?" you gestured a bit at your E-cup breasts wondering if part of that whisper was your form.
"Oh, was just curious what being a guy would be like. Figured I'd keep the opposite sex thing going though... Didn't mention the tits..." You got up as you were encountering a weird amount of... dysphoria was the wrong word... The previous lives weren't exactly the same in various stages of fat, fit, and nourishment... but they were all similar. This one was a lot bouncier and smaller and felt very different, it even thought kinda different. While you were more acclimated to this body than your last your consciousness was more in tuned with your male forms. It's less that this form is wrong, and more that all your forms are right and this one is conflicting a bit more. Exploring yourself no would be a bit redundant... there had been plenty of long lonely nights in this body's past...
"Stacy? You ok?" Mark asked
"Are you not?!?!" You yell at him, "I'm... this!... It's so WEIRD!!! I am me and not me all at once!" Mark came over and gave you a hug... the one that You... or Stacy... a.k.a. You enjoyed and... It was conflicting. The next thing you knew