John's head was groggy as he woke up. Everything was blurry, the world was spinning and there was a deep nausea in his gut. He didn't drink, but he guessed this is what a hangover would feel like.
Thankfully, after a few minutes of lying there, he began to recover. He put his hand on his head, still feeling pretty out of it, but not enough to miss the odd silky feeling of his hair. The usually close cropped hair was now long enough to sit on his chest when he sat up. He looked down to examine it closer, but was distracted by the two large breasts on his chest. His soft, brunette hair was resting gently on top of them, concealing most of them from view. Gingerly, he reached up with dainty hands to squeeze them and knew with a dreaded certainty that they were real.
A moment later a high pitched, girlish scream filled the house, bringing his foster parents - Gary and Louis - running to his room.
"What? Who are you?" Gary demanded, staring at the teenage girl covering herself with a blanket.
"Where is John?" Louis asked, looking suddenly furious.
"Uhh..." John began, but Louis interrupted him.
"And put some clothes on, young lady! Gary - Look away!"
Feeling rather stupid, all John could say was, "I don't have any clothes."
"What did you come in then? and where is John? John! Get out here John!" Louis screamed.
"Umm, guys? I'm John." He stammered, still not quite believing how he could have woken up as this... babe!
"Don't joke around, young lady! Wait until your parents find out about this!" Gary warned.
"No, seriously! It's me!" John spent the next hour repeating to them his story and answering questions to prove his identity. When they finally seemed to accept his word, a long silence ensued.
They remained like that for another half an hour before John shivered.
"Oh you poor... thing!" Louis remarked sympathetically before disappearing for a moment. She returned carrying a pair of panties and an old blouse.
"But how?" Gary asked, still shaking his head.
"I wish I knew..." John muttered.
Louis wondered over to the computer. "Let's have a look then, shall we?"