You awoke again sometime later with your face pressed against the dorm room floor, your head positively
swimming and feeling a lot like you'd been asleep for days. "Ugh, what the hell happened...?" you groaned into
the carpet, feeling really weird and wondering if you'd previously just been dreaming.
You hadn't though, and as one of your hands lifelessly flopped about at your side in an vain attempt to push
yourself up off the ground, it suddenly made contact with a mass of long hair, pulling at it, causing a twinge
in your scalp. "Ouch! What the...?" You mumbled, your first thought being that someone had put a wig on you as
part of some college prank, but of course wigs didn't hurt when you pulled them. Shocked by this revelation
and getting vague memories of the other transformations you'd witnessed in your "dream", you quickly snapped
your head to the side, staring at the long, jet black locks hanging down in front of your face.
"Oh shit!" you gasped, springing up off the floor with an ease that defied description, feeling incredibly
strong, powerful muscles hefting you to your feet (as well as a remarkable feeling of release on your heavy
chest that had felt exceedingly tight and squashed against the ground) and gazing down to examine yourself,
you almost thought you were going to pass out again, the body you were now wearing bearing little relation to
the one you'd known. Gone was your flat male chest, instead replaced by two of the largest breasts you'd ever
seen in your life, bulging out obscenely from beneath an overstretched, partially torn blue t-shirt,
obstructing your view of the rest of your body, while at the sides, your small thin arms were now incredibly
ripped and toned, packed with muscle you never before had or even dreamed of having.
"Whu-whu-what the fuck has happened to me?!" you squealed in horror, even your voice being very much
different, soft and feminine, familiar somehow but definitely not yours.
Quickly running over to the mirror, feeling your new chest bouncing and jiggling uncontrollably as well as a
few other unexplainable sensations as you went, you then came face to face with the woman you now appeared to
be and when you did your jaw just about hit the floor. There standing gawping at you, with the exact same
expression of shock and disbelief on her face was possibly the most beautiful, well toned and muscular woman
you'd ever seen in your life! She had long raven black hair, hanging down her back, dazzling green eyes (much
brighter than your own had been) and full pouty lips, her face carrying a youthful grace that at the same time
was undeniably alluring. What was most impressive though was her figure, her body far larger and taller than
you were, her mass of musculature being both impressive and imposing without looking unnatural, easily out
sizing some of the biggest guys in college but still retaining a gloriously slim and curvy feminine shape. She
literally looked like something you could only find in a comic book, the tattered jeans and t-shirt hanging
from her body, causing her to look very much like a pink skinned She-Hulk. But of course she wasn't, she was
you!
"Holy shit, I'm a woman!"
Almost immediately your hands reach for your soft, vibrant face, your new slender fingers poking and prodding
at the skin, making sure that it is indeed real then working there way through your luxurious hair, your eyes
quickly following, down past your neck till you were confronted again with the two mountainous globes pushing
majestically out from your chest. You let out a large gulp as you stared down through the torn, stretched neck
hole of your shirt, gazing into a vast, mouth-watering display of creamy pink cleavage, the effect was almost
as if you had two volleyballs stuffed down there. “Oh God, I’ve got tits,” you gasped as you nervously
positioned your hands in front of them, gently pressing down against the soft, firm flesh and giving them a
light squeeze, the sensation causing you to jump in surprise at how weird it felt.
You must have stood there for a full 5 minutes, simply staring at yourself in disbelief, trying to get your
head around what you were seeing and how it was even possible. How does a regular 18 year old college kid
suddenly transform into a giant, muscular babe with breasts the size of his own head? You had no idea but
there had to be some way to find out...