Tyler awoke with a start, staring at what appeared to be his sister's room, completely disorientated. After a moment he thought, "Why am I in Taylor's bedroom," and then he remembered the wish he made and the events that had transpired.
Looking at the clock his sister kept near the bed, Tyler noted it was about five in the afternoon and immediately he thought, "I need to be meeting Jeanette and Mandy at the mall soon. Wonder how much I should bring if we wind up buying more then just swimsuits," and the shaking his head, thinking, "No! That's Taylor's mind, not mine," he climbed out of bed.
Immediately upon standing, Tyler noticed something was off - and it wasn't because he was still wearing Taylor's clothes or the fact that he kept thinking like his twin sister. What was off was his sense of balance, which confused him.
Blinking, he turned and walked toward the door, passing the mirror Taylor kept in her room as he prepared to leave, hoping that his sister wasn't home to catch him in her room. Pausing, he moved back in front of the mirror, moved closer to confirm what he saw and then nearly let out of shriek of sheer horror at what he saw.
"Not what I wished for," Tyler said aloud, amazed at the way his voice sounded.
Turning sideways, touching himself first in the chest area and then the crotch, liking the way the dress and underwear suddenly pressed closer to his skin, Tyler thought, "Not this. Anything but this," as he looked at the reflection of what was clearly Taylor.
"I didn't want to be her," Tyler moaned out. "Just think like her and have think like me."
Reaching back, Tyler undid the button on the back of the dress and then pulled on the tie. Pushing on the straps, Tyler watched as the garment first slipped off his shoulders, past the swell of the breasts, down across the flat stomach, past the waist and then dropping gently onto the floor, pooling around Tyler's now small feet, covering the painted toenails before Tyler could see them.
"This is all wrong," Tyler thought, looking in the mirror and taking what was now his female body, but still thinking of it as Taylor's body and really wrong to look at nude because it was his sister.
Touching the pale white skin, Tyler took in the swell of her chest, knowing for some reason that she wore a B cup and then correcting herself that she did know because she had Taylor's mind. Looking down, Tyler pushed the thong down, noting that it didn't cover much to begin with and then took in the hind of his twin sister's female slit and the neatly shaved crotch.
"There's no way I can do this," Tyler thought as she ran a petite hand through her long, strawberry-blonde hair and peered at every part of her sixteen year old body, turning about in place a couple of times, thinking that her tight, small butt might be getting a bit big.
Tracing a hand across her smooth legs, gently placing her hand underneath her arms, Tyler thought, "Well at lest I don't have to shave," as she looked at the milky-white breast, taking in the erect nipples and the lightly coloured areolas. After a bit, she turned away from the mirror and stepped completely out of her dress, thinking, "I don't want to wear that to the mall."
Stopping, Tyler looked down at her body and then thought, "I can't go to the mall. Not looking like my sister," and then let her thoughts trail off as she realised how silly this sounded.
Pacing back and forth, feeling suddenly exposed, Tyler looked the sundress and then turned away from it and walking over to Taylor's dresser, thinking, "Am I going to have to get used to people thinking and treating me like my twin sister," as she opened the drawer that had all her pants and shorts and began to go through the various garments, looking for something to wear.
Not giving it a second thought, Tyler withdrew a pair of button-fly, cut-off shorts and pulled them on. Next she took a white tank-top out, looked it and then withdrew from the top drawer one of Taylor's strapless bras.
Putting on the last two items, Tyler was about to leave when she saw the note. Picking it up, she unfolded it and rereading what was written, she remembered that if she didn't like her wish, she could tear up the note. Scanning the writing, she asked herself, "Tear up the note and go back to my old life or leave it and make an attempt to live Taylor's life?"
Pondering this over, she listened as someone came up the stairs, walked passed her room and opened Tyler's bedroom. Crossing the room, still holding the note, Tyler soundlessly opened the bedroom door and peeked out, amazed as she watched her former self enter her former bedroom. Suddenly confused, wanting only to go to the mall to meet Jeanette and Mandy, Tyler soundlessly closed the door and looking down at the note she hugged herself and then started to pace once again, wondering what she should do.