What's next?

Old Rule: It's Hermione Keller, now

You decide you want in on the fun.

Old rule: Herman Keller, the owner of this book, was born female and named Hermione Keller.

You suddenly realize your entire life might be changed by this, and you might not even have the book anymore. The world twitches again. It's too late.

You wake up at home, with your hair wrapped around your head, your tits falling out of your shirt, and your dick flopped up on your belly. You look over at the clock, and see you're going to be late to school. "Ah shit!" you croak. You quickly jump in the shower and wash the cock drool off yourself, before throwing on your sweater, pleated skirt, black socks for your legs and 8-inch dick, and shoes. Running down stairs, you meet your mother who's already cooked breakfast. You quickly eat two pancakes and wash it down. Then your mother hands you your lunch and gives you a big, motherly hug. Her warm breasts press into you, and you feel her plump penis press against your thigh through her long, swishy skirt. "Thanks mom." You run out the door with your lunch and backpack.
But you forgot something.