Day 3 - Helping your siblings? Anytime, but NOT if it means being a girl forever..

Let's be realistic for a moment, how often did your siblings actually help you when you needed help? Sure wasn't often, you've always been the nice guy while they freely took advantage of that bond. Maybe now, for once, it's time that you look out for number one -- yourself. It's preposterous to think that nobody asked you beforehand, at all! According to that witch on the phone, your little brother's sperm was right in the middle of swimming up your cervix to find the egg that's waiting inside your womb. There was no 'please', no 'thanks', zero appreciation. As always.

Nuh-uh, not this time. It's sickening that everybody takes advantage of you all the time! Your mother talked you into having sex, your dad literally fucked a baby into your cunt, and your brother is fully intent on nestling inside your belly for 9 months!? Nope! With a final glance at the Plan B pill, you pop it into your mouth and wash it down with a good helping of water. It slides down your throat with ease, zero complications. Done. It's as easy as that!

It doesn't take long for the first few cramps to disturb your belly. At first you assume it's because of some spicy food you ate, but then it gets worse... and worse. Your first period, or the pain of one anyway. The artificial hormones jump-start your system, telling your womb that the time for baby-making is over and that it's a good opportunity to clean out whatever is in there -- including that pesky egg.

You drop onto your back, writhe on the mattress, and snuggle the poor blankets as tightly as possibly while experiencing... well, one of the downsides of being a girl. One of many, actually... these problems just kept on happening! It only reinforced your belief that this was the correct choice, no matter the consequences... !

The pain, the feeling of being bloated, nausea, it's a whole bag of bad feelings. It's getting even worse when you're overcome by a craving for chocolate. What the hell, body...

It's a relief when you finally manage to concentrate on the TV enough to at least temporarily forget all that crap, leaving it far behind. Fortunately, your parents are busy downstairs, with... whatever. Better not risk checking up on them since if they see you, they might get funny ideas again. With a pile of pillows behind your head and multiple blankets across your front, you barely even notice how quickly time passes until you simply fall asleep. It's funny how quickly one can be claimed by slumber, after such an eventful day in a nearly constant state of exhaustion...

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"Ahhh..." You twist and groan, a rough awakening! The sun is back already! The first thing you notice upon sitting back up, is that the heavy weight on your chest is gone! Immediately you stare down at where your tits used to be, only to be greeted by the familiar sight of your slightly hairy chest. Almost instantly you reach down to inspect yourself 'down there', and the family jewels are back as well together with the most precious dangly bits. Regardless, you still get off the bed and give yourself a closer inspection in front of the mirror -- it no longer felt nearly as awkward and uncomfortable to be naked. This is how it's supposed to be. You're back in the right body! It's only after realizing that you are fully and completely male again, that you remember the recent losses.

But that was your choice.

Now you can lead a normal life again. A boring one. That's the good kind. As you pass the hallway, you see that the only remaining framed pictures along the wall are of you and your parents. Gwen and Jimmy never existed, their rooms are empty. Your bedroom however... again looked like it always did! The crib is gone, and your computer is back. Reality changed, it's as if you never had any siblings...

Still, did you make the right choice? This doesn't feel like a happy ending...

"Time will tell..."