Ryan awoke to the sound of an alarm clock.
'What a strange dream!' he thought as he sat up in bed.
There was a strange wobbling weight on his chest.
Ryan slowly lifted his hands to his chest. They didnt get very close to his chest as they struck a massive pair of womanly boobs.
Ryan groped his G-cup tits as it dawned on him that it hadnt been a dream. He was a woman. A 50 year old mum.
Ryan realised he wasnt alone and blushed as Anne's husband pecked him on the cheek and got out of bed.
'Maybe we can have another early night tonight' he said as he got up and left the room.
Ryan was horrified as the memories of last night flooded back.
He had made love to a man. And loved it!
'Maybe it was that glass of wine with dinner' Ryan thought. He couldnt admit to being aroused by men, could he?
'Hurry up Sleepyhead!' Annes husband shouted, 'We're leaving soon! Lucky u showered last night!'
Ryan got up and searched his purse for the medallion. It wasnt there.
'Maybe i left it at work ' he said.
Looks like he was going to have to dress his new body.
Ryan rummaged in Anne's underwear drawer, picking out some blace lacy panties and stepping into them. Up they came over his smooth legs , resting snugly against his now generous backside and plump pussy.
A matching bra was next, heavily underwired it cupped and supported his massive melons as he did up the clasp at the back.
Black tights followed and he chose a silky black blouse that he buttoned up over his large bust.
He slipped on a grey pencil skirt slit to the knee and tucked in his blouse as he stepped into two inch heels.
Applying a little blusher, mascara and lipstick he was stunned at the mature pretty lady who stared back at him from the mirror.
He looked very smart and attractive.
Ryan picked up his purse and started downstairs, his huge boobs bouncing with every step.