John wakes up and finds out how bad things were for him

John woke up with a yawn, coming out of a very, very hot dream, regretting having been about to fuck his sexy sister. However, he soon remembered that he could fuck the real Emma, ​​and with a big smile, he sat on her bed and got ready to start the day ... but he noticed something strange.

He couldn't feel his cock erect and tight in his boxers, instead, he felt a sticky wetness. On top of this, he had two new weights on his chest and, as he looked down, he bit back a cry of surprise. He had breasts, round breasts and, by his criteria, perfect. Swallowing, he brought his hand to his right breast, weighed his weight and ran a finger over his nipple, feeling a little shiver of pleasure, those things were much more sensitive than his male analogs.

With fear, he brought his free hand to his crotch, noticing that he now had a panties on, feeling the front, discovering with horror that he had no cock, instead, there was a wet area, and if he pressed a little, he could feels lips and a hole beyond, causing he to give a small moan of pleasure.

Biting his lip, he tucked his fingers under her panties and explored his new sex. He was waxed, just as he had when he was a child, but now he was even smoother than before. With a shudder, he touched the beginning of his new vagina and came down, touching more. He brushed an area new to him for a second, his clit, panting and deciding he wanted more.

"I see you are getting familiar with your new body" said Emma's voice, sounding amused, causing John to jump in fear and take both of his hands away of he, looking at her with fear.

"Emma ... I ..." John said, stopping in surprise at how feminine his voice was now.

"Come down, I have your coffee ready ... and I'll explain everything to you."

With that, Emma left the room. John stood still for a second before getting up, and as he headed urgently to his desk, he noted with horror that the Rulebook was not there. With a grunt, thinking Emma would have gotten it, he ran into the kitchen, where he saw her sister sitting at the table drinking coffee, another cup on the seat across from her, and flipping through a book ... The Rulebook.

"THAT'S MINE!" John yelled out loud, to which Emma didn't even look at him.

"No, now it's mine. You should have made sure that this book only obeyed you, if you had, I sure wouldn't have been surprised to see you as a girl. By the way, you're very cute" she said with a furtive laugh.

His face flushed with anger and shame, John pointed accusingly at his sister.

"You turned me into a girl! Change it, now!"

"I didn't, the only thing I've written so far are some basic rules so that the book is always mine. This" she said pointing to John's new body "is up to you."

"I didn't write to become a girl!"

Emma looked at him for a moment before sighing.

"I see that only your body has changed, you are still somewhat stupid."

She dragged the Rulebook back to his seat and John sat suspiciously. He observed the rules written by his sister, wincing when he saw that he couldn't even write on it's pages, though that didn't stop him from picking up a pencil and trying, noting that he couldn't get close enough to write without to import how much he tried. In the end, he gave up and looked at Emma, ​​who had waited patiently to speak.

"Your first rule, look at it."

John arched a curious brow and did, and before long, he saw the lack of him. He was part of that 80%.

"Fuck ... I'm stupid" he said with a defeated groan, to which Emma nodded.

"Yes, you finally realize it."

John stared at the Rulebook for a while, until Emma picked it up and put it away.

"Now what?" he said, defeated.

"What do you think? You were going to **** me to have sex with you. Luckily for me, things have turned in my favor."

"What will you do to me then?" he said with some fear.