A Curious Event at the Frat House

The sun came through the window and my eyes opened slightly, closing quickly, and I shifted to try and avoid the light. It has been a long night. I still felt drunk, my body ached, and i suddenly remember the girl that I had managed, I don't know how, to work into my bed last night. I rolled over, and two things became clear. First the girl was gone. I was alone in the room, and second, something was very wrong.

I practically jumped out of bed. I felt the change before I saw it in the mirror. My huge chest flopped around and slapped my stomach. They flew to the side, stretching, and the sudden pain brought the reality home. I stood looking at myself (if it was me) in the mirror. I stood looking at the woman from the night before. When I first saw this body, I was rock hard, dying to see it naked, flying around my bed, and I could see that body in my head getting fucked, her head flying back with orgasm and her huge tits being slammed back and forth with each pump into her. Now, however, looking at this naked body again, I was horrified.

I knew her tits were huge. I loved how they pancaked out, but sitting on my chest, now my breasts, the weight was crazy. Looking down, they almost hid my feet. Their sheer size made them sag, but for their size, I was amazed last night, and now, that they didn't hang as low as some women I had seen, and I had never seen tits this big.

I wasn't only tits though. I could feel the difference in my butt, and my hips felt strange. When I moved toward the mirror, I felt the difference in my gate. I swayed even though I didn't try. My waist was ridiculously small given my hips and chest. If you could have designed a fuck toy, what I saw in the mirror would be it.

I paced back and forth. I was lost, didn't know what to do. How in the hell was this even possible? You don't go to bed one night and wake up a woman the next, and the worst part, I had to pee.

As I stood trying to figure it out, I knew the one thing I couldn't do was stay in here and pee in a corner. I looked around. I had to cover myself. Someone looking like me was definitely in the Lion's din, even if it was only 8am. I wrapped my bath towel around me and opened the door. I peaked both ways and saw all the doors were closed, so I tip-toed out the door and made my way to the bathroom down the hall.

It was a big open room with stalls on one side and urinals on the other. I went to the urinal at first, and then realized how stupid I was, so I quickly shifted gears and sat down on one of the toilets. I felt myself let loose and the relief was wonderful. I didn't know how much I had to pee until I sat down.

I was just finishing up when Alex, a frat brother, walked in and went to one of the urinals. He clearly didn't see me. He stood buck naked, something I would never really have paid attention to before, but now I found myself as a woman in the frat house with a naked guy.

I cleaned myself and stood, trying to be as quiet as possible, but it was useless. He turned around and standing not five feet from me was Alex with his massive cock hanging.

"Well damn girl. Who the hell are you?"