Sitting down at the computer, Taylor couldn’t help but notice how his butt felt like a cushion, his bare ass was sat on his leather chair by his desk, he blushed feeling how cold it was “let’s just google something” he thought to himself, many of searches came up short, he tried Googling stuff like “boy turned into a girl” or “why have I suddenly turned into a girl” but nothing other than fictional stories came up “fuck” he cursed as he span around in his chair.
Taylor began daydreaming “what if I’m stuck like this forever” he feared but the sound of a bus outside causes him to snap back into reality. Classes will start soon and Taylor can’t afford to miss any more unless he was planning on dropping out and flipping burgers. Taylor looks down at his new breasts and feels an instinctive urge to cover them. he also became conscious of the fact that he stinks. He finds himself drawn back to the bathroom.
Soon Taylor got back into the bathroom he turned on the shower, while being showered with soothing hot water and he couldn’t help but send his hands across his body on an exploratory mission. he found his new curves to be exciting. Each caress is undeniable proof of his new femininity. his new skin is soft, pale, and so sensitive. “Wow” he thinks in amazement as he cups his ample breasts. “I finally get to touch a hot girl...too bad it's myself!” He laments.
“Ungh!” Taylor yelp inadvertently as his hand slides lower and traces the outline of his new, feminine lips. Brushing the small bead of flesh at the apex of his crevice results in a shiver. “My...clitoris?”
“What the hell is wrong with me?” he asks himself. In a daze, Taylor shuts off the water before he begin to head down the path of no return.
He awkwardly wraps a towel around himself and heads back to his room only to stop in front of his dresser. he doubts any of his clothes would fit and a few quick attempts demonstrate that to be true. he briefly consider going back to bed and sleeping away a week away in a hope whatever has afflicted him will wear off.