I was in love with Jessica for several years ... And every year I was convinced that this is the ideal girl of my dreams. She had a great body, was very beautiful and she was also incredibly smart. Everything she did was excellent. Although, perhaps, to others she did not seem so, but for me she was ideal. But this love bordered on hatred .. She did not notice me at all! Her life was much more interesting than mine, and besides, she constantly had some kind of boyfriend ... I couldn't even find a moment to try to start dating her.<br />And I ... I've always been a very humble guy, and besides ... Besides, I've never had a girlfriend. Although I lied to everyone about it. I didn't want to be considered a virgin. I'm not sure they believed me, because at the university I was never popular among the opposite sex ... But what can I say, of course I was not one of the tough guys. I was nervous. I loved to study and I did it very well. All I was thinking was that when I graduate from university and earn a lot, they will all just regret the way they talked to me.<br />Sitting in the library, I watched Jessica from afar. She was reading something and preparing for the exam like me ... although I could not concentrate at that moment. She was so close, and I was even afraid to talk to her.<br />When she turned and waved her hand at me, I just looked away and was embarrassed. It was too difficult ... Even just walk up and talk. We knew each other, but I was afraid to even hint to her about my feelings. So I just got up and went to the bookshelves, pretending that I needed to find some book.<br />On the way, there was some kind of interesting coin lying on the floor. Having picked it up, I began to examine it and with a side glance saw how Jessica was already talking with one of the other students. It was Brad. He's a normal guy, but at that moment I hated him for the fact that it was him, not me, talking to Jessica. In addition, I suddenly realized that she was waving her hand to him, and not to me. He sat behind me and I stupidly thought that she was addressing me ... How I hate both her and Brad. Why isn't she with me ?! I clenched my hands into a fist, I was already staring at them insolently, but they did not pay attention to me. In my head there were only emotions .. Emotions from unrequited love and from the inability to do something. I wanted her! I wanted to be with her! I wanted to be a part of her life! Without realizing it, I whispered tightly clenching my teeth<br />"I ... must be .... she ..."<br />I forgot about the coin that was in my fist, but after the words I spoke, I felt a burning sensation in my palm and dropped the coin. At that moment everything went dark around. As if the electricity was cut off abruptly. But it lasted literally a few hundredths of a second, and a moment later I saw the same thing again ... It is strange that I did not even hear the coin falling.<br />Everything was the same ... or not? No! Where Jessica and Brad had been, there was now something wrong. Instead of Jennifer, there was a guy ... He was in the same clothes as me, but I don't recognize him ... His face vaguely resembled Jessica's, but it was definitely not her. He talked to Brad the same way he talked to Jessica, but I remember exactly that she was sitting there.<br />Looking around, I made sure that everything around remained the same. Only ... Something strange was touching my cheeks. Is this ... Is this hair? Why do I have long hair and my arms ... These are not mine ... What ?! What!? Why do I have breasts ?! It's impossible! But I can definitely feel them and they are so ... so heavy! How is this possible !?<br />I quickly went deeper into the bookshelves, trying to breathe evenly, hoping that all this was just a game of my mind and imagination. But that was not the case. With every step, I felt that heavy chest dangling under this black top. Without a bra, I even felt some pain from this swaying. Finally I stopped and decided to check that this was not all nonsense!<br />As I thrust my hands through the cutout of the top, I felt them touching what might be called a woman's breasts. It was soft, tender flesh. I never touched women's boobs, but it was very similar to them ... But I also felt it with my body, as if it were my boobs ... I pulled them out through the neckline, feeling the elastic of the neckline pressing on boobs. It was kind of crazy.<br />- Um ... Jessie?<br />I abruptly raised my head from my breasts and saw Sophie, one of Jessica's friends, in front of me, who was looking at me in surprise. <br /><br /><span><span>If you like my stories and want to see others or sequels, then you can support me (</span></span><span><span>also there you can find more stories like this</span></span><span>)</span><span><span>:</span></span><span>&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a></span>