Trying to get comfortable Mitch sat down on the couch and flipped on the television. Being in the body of a 17 year old girl was a bit unnerving, he wasn't sure where to put his hands. Deciding he may as well get it over with he pulled out the collar of his shirt. "Wow, this Jen chick has a heck of a rack." He thought out loud as he glanced down at the creamy white skin encased in pink lace. A slamming door startled him and he let go of his shirt with a sheepish blush.
Joan Smith, a 35 year old attorney and a former underwear model for victoria's secret had forgotten her cell phone and had come home to retrieve it. She walked in to see her daughter playing hookie and watching tv on the couch when she should have been at school. "Young lady explain yourself." She scolded, tapping her foot as she waited to hear her daughter's excuse.
Startled, Mitch jumped up and turned to see one of the hottest women he had seen in his life. Her short skirt showcased perfect legs clad in black silk and her impressive cleavage was strategically displayed to distract her opponents in court. It was like a scenario from a porno except Mitch was a teenage girl. What was he thinking, it was exactly like a porno. "Um, I wasn't feeling well today so I stayed home." he stammered trying not to stare at her breasts.
"Well you do sound a little hoarse and your cheeks are flushed. Let me check your temperature." Joan said as she leaned in to put her hand on his forehead. Mitch tried to think about baseball and tried not to think about the breasts that had just brushed against his own. He couldn't help but get an erection. It seemed like a perfectly natural response until he realized he was in the body of a teenage girl. Using one hand he discreetly tried to keep his skirt from lifting.
"Well you seem a little warm. I want you to go right to bed. I'll check up on you later." Joan told what she thought was her daughter, kissing Mitch on the forehead.
"Sure thing mom." he agreed, his erection getting harder to hide. He turned away from her and made his way to the stairs. His clothing was starting to get tighter and he wasn't sure how long he would be able to pass as Jennifer.