It had been a long day, my school report was lousy as usual. And my parents didn't even let me go over to Dan's house to blow off some steam playing video games.

Sick of the wake, I cleaned my teeth and even went to bed early. Tomorrow was the start of the weekend, and that meant another two almost blissful days free from the social awkwardness of school. It was hard being a nerd.

I can't help it you know, it's just who I am. I'm not saying it's good, it's just how it is. I got into bed and turned off my bedside light, 'Nobody cares about me' I thought as I dozed off, 'Nobody cares about Greg.'

The empty abyss of sleep beckoned for me that night, I dreamed of dominance and the lack of such, I dreamed of power and the power to hurt others, but most of all I dreamed of new beginnings.

Even in my dreams, I started to lose grip on reality, I felt an odd sensation. It was like my conscious had been displaced inside my dreams.

The dark abyss of sleep began to part, as my senses returned to me. Light flooding in, to mark the start of a new day. As light crept into my dreams from the outside world, my senses slowly returned. Smell first, it always started with your sense of smell.

But the smell was off, a sweet aroma surrounded me. I started to regain the feeling in my body. I still wasn't ready to wake up yet, I felt way different, off-balance. My thighs, butt, and chest all felt way too heavy. And the rest of my body felt extraordinarily light, 'what the hell was going on?'

I felt like I was angled strangely, I was lying mostly on my butt. Which was the main support for the rest of my body? It felt bigger and more firm. Which was strange.

Now my last few senses came back as I fully woke up, egged on by how off everything was. I pushed the blankets off me, they felt silkier than when I went to bed. Something else to investigate.

After finally coercing my self to get up and finally take a look at what was really going on. I opened my eyes and tried to look around, but I couldn't; two large breasts blocked my entire view. Blocking light from reaching my head

"Wha?" I gasped, 'that wasn't supposed to be there' I thought, my mind racing at lightning speed. 'Why did I have breasts!' I thought, breathing deeply.

Scared and confused, I propped myself up on a mound of pillows that I didn't arrange. My new breasts flopped down but were held in place by a grew tank top. I breathed deeply and rapidly, panicking.

I leaned over past my unfamiliar appendages and I saw that my once flabby belly was flat as a plank, with the sides of my torso arching beautifully from my soft breasts into my wide waist and soft ass.

I couldn't see any further than my waist, dark blue jeans blocked the view of the rest of my body. Sweating, I unbuttoned the jeans. Groaning as I exposed two large thighs and plain white panties. I couldn't feel it, I couldn't feel my male member. It wasn't pushing against my thighs or my panties. Even though they were both squishing dominating the space between my two legs.

Mortified at what I might find, I sat up on the bed and pushed down the girly underwear. It revealed not what I had hoped, begged for but what I dreaded. A small and tight vagina was sitting peacefully in the place my member used to sit.

I gagged in horror, 'why the fucking hell was I a girl?' I screamed inside my head. I realized that this wasn't even my room, this was a girl's room. For a whole other person, in a whole other house. I saw a phone on the bedside cabinet.

It had a piece of paper over it reading, 'I'm really sorry for doing this to you Greg, the password to your new phone is the 2172002, Your new date of birth. Meet me at the cafe on the corner of Broken Boulevard and South Street at 11:00 am. Hoping you're settling into your new body; Sincerely, Hannah.'