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A Girl's World (Chapter 1)
🕑 Added 2019-02-18 20:00:00 +0000 UTC Chapter 1
A New World Order
Something about it… as soon as I opened my eyes that day, even before I looked at myself, I knew that something was different. When my eyelids fluttered opened something about my eyelashes felt almost too perfect. Like I had spent my entire life picking at it and making sure they were just right.
I let out a soft groan as I got out of bed. It was just gonna be another long day at the office. Doing paperwork, getting yelled at by his bosses, and…wait a minute. Why did everything smell so good?
I really took a look around my room and something seemed very… off. There were scented candles on my nightstand. The sheets on my bed were a light pink. Even my boxers were no longer boxers. They were strangely… tight.
“What the f…” At that moment I gasped as I looked further past my new underwear and took a closer look at my own body. It was not the body I was used to. It felt almost, lighter somehow. I had always been a pretty big guy but now I felt… tiny! I walked over to the scale in my room and stepped onto it. The number flashed onto the screen.
123 lbs.
“What?! That can’t be right! Stupid scale must be broken.” The last time I weighed myself I was over 180 lbs. Most of it had been muscle from when I worked out.
Then I noticed something else; my body felt softer and smoother. My body had been covered in hair, scars, and bruises for as long as I could remember. Now… nothing. No bruises, no scars, and absolutely no body hair.
“What the fuck…?” I said aloud. It was as if someone somehow had shaved my entire body overnight. Not on my chest, not on my back… and nope! Not even on my chin! Normally every morning I had to shave because of at least a 5 o’clock shadow, sometimes more. This morning there was nothing. It didn’t even feel rough. It felt about as soft as a baby’s bottom. How a chin might feel if someone used multiple kinds of lotions every day.
I ran to the bathroom in my mirror, and screamed! Something had definitely happened. Somehow overnight I had turned into the most feminine man I had ever seen! I was skinny and short and it wouldn’t be an overstatement to say beautiful. All of the hair on my body was totally gone except for the hairs on my head which had actually grown. The hair on my head was now down to my upper back. It was extremely soft, straight, and blonde! Not at all like the dark short curls I was used to. My eyes were larger than they used to be and glowed with a shiny blue color while my lips were a lot plumper than I had ever seen them. My body had not only lost its hair and grown silky smooth but it also seemed to look a little curvier; I definitely had a bigger rounder butt.
I quickly went to the toilet and peed but what I saw shocked me again. There was no lid on the toilet to lift up! The toilet was only the one full piece. It wasn’t made for people to stand up to pee or sit down to pee. It was only made to sit down on. Despite myself, I sat down. My heart was pounding.
What was happening? Why did I look so… girly? What had happened to my room?! What had happened to my toilet?! I leaned over and turned my radio on. A woman’s voice came on over it.
“Good morning everyone! Hope you all slept well because today we have a big topic to discuss… how to convince your husband that he belongs in those diapers you keep showing him. And later, our special guest Jodi Rogers will talk to us about how she manages the hottest strip club out on the west side. For only $10 come on in and try our beats, our booze, and our boys!”
I clicked off the radio. I didn’t want to hear anymore. The whole world had gone crazy!
I realized something strange as I was finishing up my business; my pee didn’t smell. Not at all. I looked into the toilet. I had definitely peed, the water was nice and yellow; but no matter how much I smelled it I couldn’t even get a hint of a scent.
“Weird…” I said to myself. Though it wasn’t like anything else made sense today.
After showering (Where the only soaps available to me were flower scented.) I went to get dressed. I had been worried to look at my wardrobe and it was almost as bad as I had imagined. In one section of the closet there were skirts and dresses and heels. It looked like the closet belonged to a female. The reason I knew that I didn’t was because everything in it was my size. I opened my underwear drawer and wanted to weep. It was filled with small tight underwear of all different colors. Practically thongs, some of the underwear even had bows or frills on them.
After debating with myself for 15 minutes I picked the least girly outfit I could find: green underwear, a t-shirt that felt very tight on me, grey sweatpants that said the word “JUICY” on the butt, and pink running shoes. Then I grabbed my keys and headed outside. What I found was about as fucked up as I expected it to be.
Men were walking left and right down the street and they all looked as girly as possible. Even though some were more muscular than others, several were wearing dresses, some were wearing makeup, and like myself, none of them had any hair visible on their bodies except for on top of their heads.
I looked across the street and saw a construction site. The surprising thing though was that all of the workers, dressed in jeans and white tank tops, were women. There were at least 5 of them. They looked dirty and messy and even hairy! They were all strong and very clearly muscular. They were sitting around eating and every time a man would walk past they would whistle and cat call at him.
I could barely believe anything that I was seeing. This had to be some crazy dream… right?
At that moment I felt a hard SMACK on my butt. It hurt! “Ow!” I said out loud with a yelp.
A women who was at least 6 ft. tall walked past me and gave me a smirk. She was dressed just like the other construction workers and had a hard hat on. She had a huge metal beam, one that no human should be able to carry by themselves, slung over her shoulder and was carrying it effortlessly. The woman winked at me as she walked past and all the other construction workers yelled their approval at what she had done to his backside.
“Cute ass ya got there sweetie.” The women called out, then kept walking.
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This story was written by Zander Chesney
You can find more of his content here :
https://zanderchesneyoriginals.tumblr.com/
Comments
Ouch, in a world like this you better have a skilled tongue to survive.
