You open your eyes and the first thing you notice is that you are lying on the big double bed in the not-Stacy's apartment. Before you can do anything, you are distracted as a strand of light brain hair falls in your face. You go to grab it, but notice that your hand is small and petite, nothing like it should be. Following it down your arm, you see that the entire limb is smooth, delicate and hairless. You sit up, suddenly afraid, and feel something bounce on your chest. Looking down, you see a pair of generously sized breasts, topped with large, dark nipples that hardened in the cold room.
Jumping out of bed and confirm your fears. Sliding you hand along your flat and trim stomach, around your skinning waist, over your cushiony backside, back over your wide hips and then down to your smooth, bald crotch, you realised that you are a woman!
"It's alright." Stacy's voice said from the other room.
Something instinctively made you cover yourself up as you saw her standing in the doorway. "What the hell happened?" You ask is a high-pitched, sensual voice.
"I'm going to help you fit in." Stacy said with a smile, walking over to the wardrobe. "But first, you should have a shower, and wash your hair.
"But I don't want to be a woman." You insist.
"That's too bad, because the spell lasts until you have given this a fair go. If you don't, you will never change back. Once you've given it a fair go, you will get a choice. If you still don't like it, you can change back. If you do like it, you can stay the same."
"That's not fair!"
Stacy shrugged. "I don't write the rules."
Scowling, you decide to get things over and done with and so, rather awkwardly, you walk into the bathroom. You found it annoying how your boobs bounced and your hips swayed with each step, but the hot water felt like heaven.