(Previously)... Looking back at the mirror I saw a face I recognized all too well. I let out a high pitched, feminine scream as I saw the face of my sister looking back at me in the mirror…
As soon as I screamed, I knew it was a bad idea. I heard my sister stir in her room which was directly above me. ‘Shoot, I should have known better. What am I going to tell her when she sees herself standing here rather than her brother?’ I acted on the first thing that came to my mind. RUN!!! I tore out of the bathroom while pulling my shirt back down over my new tits. Running felt totally awkward. I now had shoulder length hair swaying behind me, my legs were shorter, my hips and ass were wider, and I had two boobs bouncing and jiggling. I must have been a sight to see.
I ran down the hallway and made it into my room, pausing only to shut my door without totally slamming it. I flew across my room and leapt onto my bed. It creaked in protest. Without a wasted movement, I slid under my covers and threw them over my head. I had made it just in time.
…Knock Knock…
“John, are you alright? I heard you scream something awful”
I was afraid to answer. I knew my voice would not sound like me at all. I did not want to have my sister find out about this yet. I decided to play the, I’m back to sleep, move and see if it would work.
…Knock, Knock…
“John, are you awake? I swear I heard that scream come from the bathroom. I just want to make sure you’re OK. You have me a little worried.”
…Silence…
“OK, John, I’m coming in.”
‘Oh, shit! What to do now?’ I responded to my question by making sure I was completely covered. I heard my door open and saw that my light was turned on. I could hear Tiffany’s feet on the floor as she walked over. ‘Shit, shit, shit!’ , was all I could think.
“What’s this?” she asked when she came up beside my bed. I didn’t know what she was talking about until I felt something tug at my head. CRAP!!! I forgot all about my hair and had left quite a bit sticking out.
“John, this had better not be what I think. You know how I feel about that.”
I knew it, discovery was imminent. All she had to do was pull back the covers. I waited, my stomach was all up in knots. I held my breath and shut my eyes.
I felt the covers come off and heard… silence. I opened my eyes and looked up. She had pulled the covers down almost to my waist. Above me, my sister seemed to tower over me. She just stood there, her eyes were wide and her mouth was moving, but no sound escaped. We just looked at each other. Her eyes would dart to mine, then move and look at my hair, back to my eyes, then down to my chest, then back to my eyes.
Finally, she said something.
“H-how… how?” She closed her mouth and swallowed. “What’s going… going on here?” she finally stammered. “Where’s John and who are you?”.
I finally got the nerve to speak.
“Tiffany…” I waited to see how she would react. I was surprised. She seemed very calm and controlled when compared to how she could have flown off the handle, so to speak. I, on the other hand, almost lost it when I heard a voice not my own come out. It sounded like my sister, but not quite. You know how your voice sounds different from what you hear versus when you hear a recording of yourself? Well, now I was hearing what Tiffany heard when she spoke. Anyway, I managed to continue.
“Tiffany, its me, John.” She continued to stand still. “I somehow turned into you.”
“What!?!” she exclaimed. “How could that be? That’s not possible.”
That’s when it hit me. It must have been the powder in my Grandpa’s place, and then with the spit in the eye. I felt fatigued right after that. I began to explain this and the whole transformation scene to Tiffany. I could tell she was beginning to understand, and even accept my explanation. Her face relaxed and took on a look of concern rather than shock.
“OK John, I’ll believe you. I have to tell you though that if there had been any other girl under these covers and not a twin of myself, it might have been tougher,” she giggled, trying to break the tension. It helped. I could feel myself relax. “Now, lets go to my room and figure this out.”