Jen felt light headed and disorientated and found herself stumbling forwards until she was almost falling over, she tried to resist it but it was as though a force was dragging her head towards the floor and desperately trying to push her feet into the air. As the world started to fade from view she gasped in confusion at how strange everything looked from so high up, her head felt like all the blood was quickly draining from it and she collapsed in a heap on her bedroom floor.
She woke up dazed, laying down and stretched out her legs and feet in confusion before she tried to sit up. Of course, with her cursed body, sitting up for Jen mean lifting her ass and legs into the air and balancing on her shoulders and arms. She looked up at her body in slight confusion as a wash of memories flooded through her mind and then she tutted to herself, perplexed as to her clothing arrangement.
“What the hell am I doing?” She murmured, “did I get dressed in the dark?”
Jen was looking up in confusion, though upside down; all her clothes were on wrong… She deftly hooked the sock on her right foot with the toes on her left and removed it, swinging it through the air so it dropped down by her face. “This doesn’t go on my feet, duh!” Then lowered herself back into a laying down position to use her hands to remove her skirt and bra, making sure not to stay in that dizzying position for too long. When she was nude the still slightly dazed teen stood up, lifting herself easily onto her arms and stretching her feet high into the air, her back arching and her hair millimetres from the floor, swinging beneath her.
Jen quickly grabbed her cheerleading top and lowered one leg into the sleeve and then tugged it down with her other foot until its shoulder was snug to her hip and then repeated it on the other side so that her legs were sticking out of the arms of the top and her pussy was displayed clearly in the neck hole. The top dropped down her navel and stomach and rested above her bared breasts, she was grateful she didn’t need a bra; gravity for right-way up girls must be so annoying she mused.
Jen walked on her hands to her skirt and stepped into it, bending her back at an incredible angle to just grasp the waistband of the skirt with her bare toes and pull it slightly up her body. She shifted her weight onto one hand and used the other to pull the skirt into position around her upper chest so that it hung down to the level of her mouth. Before then pulling her socks onto her hands and then stepping into her sneakers.
Jen walked over to her full length mirror and to check herself over. Staring back at her was a beautiful blonde teen, balancing in a perfect handstand, a cheerleading top on her legs and navel and a skirt around her chest, hanging down so it covered her mouth. In the gap between the cheerleading skirt and top her breasts stuck out proudly on display while on her hands she was wearing socks and sneakers to make it look like she had 4 feet. Of course to Jen everything else in the room was upside down but her.
“Pussy looks good, breasts out, head out, looking good girl!” she said to herself with a giggle before moving over to her bag and scooping it up with her leg so that it hung over her thigh. “I’m going to be so late” Jen glanced at her clock and did the mental thing she always had to do of having to mentally flip things to be able to read them.
With a final glance at herself in the mirror Jen walked out of her room, the world bobbing and shaking upside down to her as she moved down the stairs and out towards the waiting school bus.