You wake up in your apartment the next day, happy to see sunlight streaming through your window. Your apartment is a mess, but who cares. You've just been given a check for fifty thousand dollars, heck, this job pays well. You decide that you should go use some of that money. You realize that your body feels kind of weird. You put your hand on your head, and realize that your hair has grown out quite a bit. Maybe the after effects of the restoration sirum. You take a lock of your hair, and look at it. It's a reddish color. Wait, your hair was brown. You move your hand down your body towards your chest. You were so tired the day before, that you had forgotten to take your shirt off. As you feel your chest, it seems to...press a littl more on your shirt.
"Oh god" you think, "this can't be happening" You get up. You run to your bathroom, and you see yourself in mirror. Staring back at you is a red-headed female, same age as yourself, and wearing your clothes.
"I'm a freak'n woman?!" you say. "This can't be happening!!" Your voice has a much higher pitch to it.
"I even sound like a woman!" you say. You are in a complete panic. What are you going to do?
"Wait..." you think, "If I'm a woman that means..." you reach into your pants, and feel around for your male equipment.
"Oh my god, it's gone!" you say, feeling around your new sex. Your new boobs are hanging freely in your shirt, nothing to hold them up. You quickly think about who would've done this.
"Those guys at the shop! They turned me into a girl!" You quickly get dressed into something else, put your shoes on, and head out the door. As you go down the stairs, you get lots of glares from people. You quickly get into your car, start the engine, and go down the road. You park at the mall, and go in. There are hundreds of people, and they all (especially the men) give you a weird glare. You are still confused about this, and you head into the sports store. You pass the manaquin you had been sitting on for so many days. You go to the back, and find the man who turned you back.
"What the H@#$ is wrong?" you yell at him. "I'm a freak'n girl now!"
"Oh...so your 'im" he said. "So it works"
"Your d@$% right, it worked. Now turn me back!" you yell.
"Calm down, younge lady" he said.
"I'm not a lady! I'm a man!"
"Well those...ah...tits say otherwise" he said, pointing. "Anyway, you'll have to get used to it. There are some complications to turning you back, but we'll have you back as soon as posible. Don't worry. Now, if you go through the hall, you can take the back door into Sears, and get something...apropiate to wear." he said.
You storm out of the room, filled with anger. You'll have to spend a week like this, and then you'll be back on that manaquin again! You find the back way into the Sears store, and you find the huge store buzzing with life. Your...boobs feel weird, scraping against your rough shirt.
"Can I help you ma'am?" asked a female employee.
"I'm not-" you stop yourself. "Ah...no thank you"
"Just to let you know" she said, and she leaned in closer. "It's not wise to go braless, specially in a store like this" she whispered. There were quite a few men staring at you. You put your hand to your breasts.
"Ok...do you sell bras here?" you say, utterly humiliated and embaresed at asking the question.
"Yes, right this way" she said. She led you to the other side of the store, where only women were shopping. The women toseed you a quick glance, but didn't stare like men did. You found a section with a buch of bras and panties hanging on racks. You look through them, finding pink, blue, black, and lots of different colors. You, being a man in mind still, just grabbed the cheapest one, and then went on your way.
'Ugg!' you think, staring at the panties. 'I'm I going to have to wear those?' You don't want to cause any more embaresment, so you grab the simplest pair you can find. Then you go into the changing room. You strip down, and then catch your self in the mirror. You had never actually seen a naked woman.
"Whoa" you said. Your body has all the curves of feminity that you would expect. Your breasts are about C-Cup, not too big, but not too shabby either. Your legs are smooth, and thin. Your hands are smaller, and your red hair is really long...and messy. You quickly snap out of it, and start to get dressed. You start off by putting the panties on. It feels weird as you slide them up your legs. Then you take the bra, and look at for a seccond. Then you press the cups to your breasts, and you reach back to try to put it on.
"How do you get this thing on?" you wonder aloud. Finally you find the clasp, and clasp it together. Your breasts are now held tightly by the bra, and aren't so...revealed. You put your shirt back on, and realize that it's not alot bigger on you. You put your jeans on, and realize that they're also big on you. You come out of the store, and you still get looks from girls, and think that you should probably get some girls shorts are jeans. You find some jeans and a shirt, and you quickly go to the changing room and change. When your done, you check out. You pull your wallet out, and you see the picture of your oldself on your credit card. You quickly decide to pay for it in cash, and then leave the building. When you get in the car, you let out a sigh of relief. This is gonna be one H@## of a week.