When you wake up you feel kinda dazed. You're completely naked and your whole body is
numb and feels like it is moving in slow motion as you swing you legs over the side of the
table.
You wince in pain and shock when, after a short drop, your feet hit the cold hard stone
floor beneath you. The pain seems to reverberate up your body waking it and bringing
some feeling back to it. You look around the small room your in. As your turn your head
something moves in the far sides of your vision, but you pass it off as effects from being
out.
You make your way to the only furniture other than the table in the whole room, a cabinet
in the far corner, hoping you can find some clothing. when you open the cabinet you jump
in surprise.
Staring at you from within the closet-sized cabinet is a girl. She was diffinantly not your
type. She had long wavy dirty blonde hair that hung down to just past her naked chest. Her
face was almost perfectly round with accented high cheek bones. She had big blue eyes
with long lashes. A small nose that turned up at the tip giving her a slight pig-like
appearance. Dark noticeable freckles ran across her cheeks and nose. Her lips her full
and moist inviting.
Her body was not disgusting but it was thicker than the thin girls you liked. She had large
breast for her age, they sat sagging slightly sitting on her small poochy belly which stuck
out. the distinction between her breast and stomach was maybe and inch-around
difference. Her hip stuck out about as much as her breast did giving her a figure of 26
-25-26. It was evident that her butt was quite large by the size of her thighs which
pressed together hiding her evidently shaved womanhood. Her arms and legs bore and
extra layer of thin cellulite. Her hand ended in thick little fingers that sported unpainted
long nails. Freckles covered the top of her breast, her arms, and her legs.
you reached forward to touch the girl and watch as she does the same. As your hand
passes your blocked vision and come fully into view you freeze. you hand looks identical
to hers. The shock snaps you out of your daze, as you realize that your side view was
blocked by long wavy dirty blonde hair. Your body feels odd because every inch is covered
with a bit of extra fat. The weight of your new boobs suddenly become very distinguished
as you turn trying to inspect your new body.
"Noo this ain't riighht!" You cry in a higher girly voice dripping with Southern accent. "this
cain't be reeal." You turn back to the mirror your body shimmying slightly. you notice
there
is a clothing bag in the closet. A note is attached.
'Well if your reading this you evidently have discovered your lovely new body. You may
think you're so funny but now you're one of those 'red-neck backwards hill-billies.' enjoy
you're life sweetheart.
P.S. The door out will only unlock once you are dressed completely.'
You grabbed the clothing bag. Knowing from the note you have no choice you begin to
dress as you pull the clothing out. There is a large white bra and panty set that fit
perfectly. You know how to put the bra on from watching your girlfriend put hers on and
off. The panties fit like a bikini making your large butt seem larger.next was a pair of
daisy-dukes which rode low and tight on your wide hips. The next garment was a pink and
white plaid sleeveless shirt, it barely made it past your large breast and it had no buttons
but simply tied under your busty chest leaving your poochy belly to show completely. The
last item in the bag was a pair of white cowgirl boots with at least a two inch rise in the
heel.
As you turn to the door you realize much of your plump body still jiggles despite the
tight-fitting clothes. as you clack across to the door and tug you're stunned to find it still
locked. you turn and make your way back to the bag to see if you missed something. In
your search you discover a pocket, in it is a box of make up and a a hair band with long
bandanna like tassels.
Inexpertly you apply the pale pink eyeshadow, blush and lipstick. No foundation was
supplied and your lashes were long and think enough. Then you slid on the hair band and
tied the tassels so they draped over your shoulders. lastly you painted your nails the pale
pale pink that matched your shirt.
"Good niight! I look liike suuch a
hiick!" you cry as you look in the mirror at your southern-looking girly-self. "A'ight that
door better open this time." You were little shocked by how sotuhern your words sounded
and how you took to red-neck phrases
This time the door did open when you tried it, releasing your newly southernized girl-self
into the world.