I woke up and there they were. I felt them. I stared at them. I felt them some more. Two large breast where attached to my chest. I threw the sheets off and sprinted to the mirror in the bathroom where I gazed unbelievably at the image in the mirror. My hair had changed colors from brown to blonde and had grown about 6 inches. It was now hanging just below my shoulders. I looked like a girl. I was just wearing boxers so most all of my body was visible in the mirror. There was only one thing left to check. Yep, they had vanished too. I thought to myself, "this it must surely be a dream,"" but the pinch I gave myself felt all too real.
             Wondering what in the hell to do, I stumbled back into my bedroom and sat stupefied on the bed. Unable to comprehend my sudden change, I found myself asking the same question over and over. What was going on? I had just moved from the small town of Homewood, Alabama to the University of Southern California. I knew no one. Telling someone about this phenomenon was out of the question. They would take one quick look at me and then tell me I was insane. This also happened to be the first day of class. My immediate thought was to skip class. There was no way in hell I was going beyond my apartment door. Then I thought to myself, "What if this was a permanent thing?â€" I could not just stay locked up in this apartment forever, so I decided to go to class. Besides, no one knew who I was, so boy or girl, I would not be recognized.
             Picking out what I was going to wear presented no problem. I just threw on jeans and a t-shirt, a common clothing for both sexes. Trying not to stand out was my number one priority. Then it dawned on me that I needed to look as unattractive as a girl could be. The last thing I needed was the attention of other guys. Although my body might have breasts and a butt now, I couldn't deal with guys checking me out. I still wore boxers, and a b...