I got up out of bed as my sister watched in fascination. I wondered what it was like for her to finally see what she looked like from a third point of view. I followed her as she headed out of my room. As I walked, I couldn’t help but notice all the differences I felt walking as a girl versus when I was a guy. My shorter legs forced me to shorten and quicken my stride. My wider hips and fuller ass caused my butt to sway. My hair kept brushing my neck. It definitely felt warmer and heavier than my short hair. And my new boobs? Well, they bounced and swayed with each step. The fabric of my shirt slid across my nipples which, combined with the cooler night air, caused them to tent my shirt. That was a source of amusement.
I had been in her room before, but not often. It was not overly girlish. The walls were a light blue with gray carpet. Her bed was all tousled from having just been slept in. She had a small vanity and dresser along one wall with a desk on another. Her closet was open, but tidy, much like the rest of her room.
Tiffany sat down on her bed as I stopped near her door, waiting for some kind of direction. I finally noticed what she was wearing. A pair of boxer shorts covered her shapely ass and hips, but only accentuated the length and beauty of her legs. She wore a looser fitting shirt which only hinted at her boobs underneath. It didn’t look like she was wearing a bra, but I could have been mistaken.
At least I was still thinking like a guy. This gave me some small consolation. I definitely knew I was turned on by myself now, so that helped too. At least I wasn’t totally gone, if you know what I mean.
“I can’t believe you are my exact copy.” She kept looking me over for a few seconds. I shifted my weight uncomfortably. “Sorry John. It’s just hard to believe.”
“Oh, don’t I know it”, I retorted.
“Here, sit down,” she said. I sat next to her on the bed and felt my boobs jiggle as I did so. I very much wanted to take off my shirt and cup them and see what it was like to play with my own tits. However, I didn’t want to right in front of Tiffany.
“So, it was Grandpa’s stuff that did this. Do you know what it was exactly?”
“No, it fell on me and I didn’t see any labels or description around afterward. You know how he was. He knew what things were by where he put them.”
“Well, I guess tomorrow we’ll go back and look around the place and see if we can’t come up with some answers and solutions. I imagine you don’t want to be stuck as me forever, do you?”
“HELL NO!” I yelled. “I mean, no, I don’t,” I said after calming down quickly.
“Alright. For now, I suggest we get some sleep. I imagine you have to be pretty tired, what with your body pretty much re-engineering itself”
I hadn’t thought about it because of all the excitement, but now that she mentioned it, I was pretty tired.
“Yeah, I am tired, now that I think about it.”
“Alright, I’ll let you go to bed. However, I do want to make one thing clear. I know that you are being granted an experience no guy has ever had before. I’d be a fool not to believe you wouldn’t do some “exploring” on yourself, and frankly I don’t blame you. Please, try to reserve some sense of modesty though. Even though its your body, it still looks like mine and I am asking that you treat my image with respect. So, by all means, explore. Take advantage of the situation. It may serve you down the road in life. Just be respectful of me.”
“OK Tiffany. You know, I was afraid of what you would do when you found out about this, but you are taking it better than I ever hoped. Thanks for understanding Tiff. I’ll see you in the morning.”
With that, I went back to my room and promptly fell asleep, looking forward to finding out what the female side of life was about.