Adam awoke suddenly from a restless troubled sleep immediately aware that something was very wrong. He tried to sit up only to be stopped by a sharp pain in his scalp. "'The hell!" he thought "feels like my hair caught on something." Reaching back to free himself he found not his familiar short locks but long silken hair flowing down his back, so long in fact that he was sat on the end of it yanking his head back as he tried to move. Straggling to get free he was struck by a barrage of strange sensations, his skin felt too soft, his limbs weak and out of proportion and his chest like it was carry a weird extra weight that shift as he moved. Finlay getting free he looked down at him self and was barely able to stifle a scream. "I'm a chick!" he squeaked in a horrified soprano. It was true, gone was his lanky male frame replaced by the sexy curves of a porn star. Adams mind raced what had happened what should he do?