Waking up, you knew something was different. There were hands on your chest. Petite, delicate hands. Pink nail varnish. There was a girl asleep in bed next to you, around fifteen with stunning blonde hair and a face like an angel. As nice as the scene is, you're thoroughly confused - when you went to sleep, the girl certainly wasn't there. You've never even seen her in your life.
Now you're coming to your senses and you push yourself up, you realize that this isn't your room either. And looking down... this certainly isn't your body. Something majorly weird is going on, and you aren't liking it one bit. That is, until you reach the mirror hanging on the wall - and realize you're Jonny, the kid you sit next to in form class and secretly have a crush on.
Your.... no, Jonny's jaw drops. It's like someone read your mind and placed your consciousness into Jonny's body. And boy does this feel weird. You feel shorter then you were before but much tougher, more powerful. Your new muscles aren't all that defined, but there's definitely more muscle then you had in your old body, and no fat whatsoever. This is extremely weird, compared to what you're used to seeing every morning.
Looking round, you look back at the girl. You still can't put a name to her, but your body seems to react as you find yourself going hard over her naked, resting form. Walking back over, you plop down onto the bed, deep in confusion. Seconds later, a cold hand reaches up, stroking the back of your neck and down to your bare backside. Turning your head, you find the girl is awake.
She offers a sweet smile, asking politely, "Ready for round two?"