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Waking up
🕑 Added 2025-06-30 22:13:01 +0000 UTCJessica blinked into the morning light, the ceiling above her familiar, yet something felt off. As she stirred, a strange weight pulled at her chestâunnatural, heavy. Her breath caught. She sat up quickly, only to feel a tight bounce beneath her shirt. Her hands flew to her chest.
Breasts. Huge. Firm. Not hers.
Her fingers trembled as they traced the impossibly round curves beneath the thin tank top. Her skin felt unnaturally smooth, her nails long and glossy. Panic stirred in her throat.
She stumbled to the mirror and gasped.
A stranger stared back.
Voluminous platinum blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her nose was petite, perfectly upturnedâsmaller than yesterday. But her lipsâoverfilled, glossy, impossibly poutyâparted in shock. She touched them gently. They were real. So were the lashes, the arched brows, the flawless tan.
Her once-soft features were sculpted and exaggerated, like a doll. Her heart pounded in her chestâamplified by the weight of the implants straining her tank top.
âWh-what the hellâŠâ she whispered, though even her voice sounded breathier, higher.
Jessica backed away from the mirror, eyes wide. She didnât feel herself. Her mind was racing, buried beneath the surreal, hyper-feminine body that had replaced her own. Every movement felt alien.
She wasnât sure who she was anymoreâbut she couldnât deny one thing.
She looked... perfect.
And that terrified her.
