Ask your mother for help

When your eyes catch sight of you in the mirror again, one thing is clear in your mind: You can't do this alone. Your clothes are nearly falling off of you, and your hair looks more like a bird’s nest than anything else. You need someone who can show you the basics of what it's like to be a girl.

Since you don't have a girlfriend or even a sister, the only person that comes to mind is your mom, currently busy in the kitchen. Before you can question your decision to ask her, you grab your phone and send her a message: 'Hey mom, can you come to my room, please? I need your help.'

Not much later you can hear steps coming up the stairs. A gentle knock on the door announces her arrival. Nervous you grab the waistband tighter and open the door in the **** hope that she will not scream at the strange girl in her son’s bedroom and throw you out of the house.

"Hey mom", you greet her with a shy smile once the door is open.

"Mom? Who are you calling mom, girl? What are you doing here in John’s room? Don't tell me he managed to find a girlfriend. That would be...", thankfully she seems quite calm about catching an intruder in her house although her last comment hurts a bit.

"Well, I know how this sounds, but it's me, John!" She just stares at you in disbelief. "Look, when I woke up this morning I... Well, I was in this body. I was turned into... THIS. Please believe me, this is way too stupid to make up."

"You are... John? Then of course you know what nickname I gave you when you were little?", eyes narrowed in suspicion and arms crossed she doubtfully awaits your answer.

You turn beet red at her question, struggling to find words. "...wanky...", you finally admit to your utter shame. She once caught you jerking off when you were 12. One of the most humiliating experiences of your childhood. "Please, mom, it's really me! Some lunatic called me this morning and said that I will turn back into my male self after two days. That is unless I get pregnant. Please I need your help."