Reality shifting dream

That night Josh cuddled close to his girlfriend. His hand touched her large, firm breast. He squeezed them tightly, triggering a slight moan from Jenna. "Yes, Jenna. Your breasts feel really horny," Josh murmured in his sleep. "But you also think they're even hotter on me." Josh was actually just dreaming, but the dream was so vivid due to his experience the evening before that it triggered the trait swap. For a brief moment, Josh felt the room pulsate. Afterwards, Jenna's large breasts began to shrink while Josh's breasts grew. The firm mounds pressed between both their bodies. With each breath, they and the growing nipples rubbed lightly against Jenna's back, exciting Josh. He began to moan slightly. "Ohh, yeah. Keep doing that. Keep playing with my breasts." Josh continued to moan while his breasts grew and Jenna's shrank. It was close to a miracle that Josh didn't wake up, so much was he moaning with arousal. After some time, it was done. Josh's breasts had become as large and firm as before when Jenna had made him have her breasts. At the same time, Jenna's chest had become as flat and firm as Josh's normal man chest. Josh moaned for a few minutes longer, then turned around, his large breasts jiggling slightly. Jenna turned around as well and put her arm and hand on her boyfriend's chest, just as he had done before. Afterwards, they both fell back into a deep sleep.

*Beep Beep Beep* Jenna's alarm clock rang on her cell phone, waking them both from their sleep. Jenna was immediately wide awake, while Josh was still very sleepy.

"Good morning, time for our morning run.", Jenna said full of energy and swung herself out of bed.

"What, at this hour?" asked Josh sleepily. He rolled over onto his back, feeling but not noticing a slight wobble on his chest.

"But of course. After all, today is our five ... mile ... run." Jenna was lost for words for a moment when she saw her friend. Then she grinned mischievously. "Looks like someone didn't get enough last night."

"What?" asked Josh, opening his eyes slightly. At first his vision was a little blurry, then it cleared and Josh cringed. "What the hell?" What Josh discovered on his chest were the two large, firm breasts he had given Jenna the day before. But now they were on his chest, not hers. He also saw that his breasts were not bare, but covered by a black and white patterned bra with pink bow. "Shit. I got your boobs. And a bra." Josh grabbed his breasts. As he did so, he noticed that his hands were smaller, slimmer, and had manicured fingernails. "And what about my hands? And my voice. What about my voice?" Josh was visibly startled when he realized that his voice sounded much brighter and higher than normal.

Puzzled, Jenna looked at him. "What's supposed to be wrong with it? Your hands look the same as always. And your voice is as sweet and lovely as usual. You only stole the breasts from me. Although they look really sexy on you."

Now it was Josh who looked puzzled. He looked down at himself again. Carefully, he lifted the hem of the gray pants he had on to sleep in, and was greeted by a pair of pink panties. What was particularly frightening about this was that it wasn't just a pair of pink panties, but a sexy G-string.

Filled with dread, Josh reached into the panties without hesitation, and was relieved when he could feel his penis. It felt very small, flaccid, and without any notable testicles, but it was there. "Thank God! My penis is still there."

Again it was Jenna's turn to look puzzled. "Where else would it be? After all, you're a boy. A very girly boy though, which I find very sexy, but a boy nonetheless."

Josh looked at his girlfriend and was beginning to have an idea of what was going on. "Just a minute." He stood up and walked into the bathroom. His slightly bouncing breasts and the slight swaying of his hips felt very unusual, but he didn't have a free thought for it right now. Once in the bathroom, he looked directly into the mirror. His suspicions were confirmed by his reflection: he looked like a girl. His face was much rounder and more girlish, his skin smoother than before and his straight brown hair reached his chin. His face still resembled his old, but it was clearly that of a girl, not a boy. The rest of his body also looked much slimmer and more petite, except for the large, plump breasts on his chest. Again he looked at his penis to be on the safe side, and was relieved to find that it was indeed there, albeit very small.

Relieved, he went back to Jenna's room. He had a theory about what was wrong with him. "You babe. Can you remember what I looked like on our first date?"

Jenna looked a little taken aback. "Well, of course you do. You had dressed up for me, with light makeup, a short gray plaid skirt, a cute top, and what I found especially great and attractive, sexy black Overknee boots with high heels. You looked really sexy in your girly clothes."

Josh, oddly enough, could vaguely recall the outfit described. Yet it seemed more like a dream than reality. This confirmed his theory. "Jenna, please don't freak out, but I think reality has changed a lot overnight." He told her about his theory that he switched breasts with her again through a dream or something similar. Afterwards, the reality adjustment caused Josh to be a boy, but he grew large breasts during puberty. However, since his body needed a large amount of female hormones to do this, it feminized and caused Josh to grow not into a young man, but into a cute girl with a significantly underdeveloped penis. This, in turn, seemed to result in Josh also dressing more like a girl, if not also behaving girlishly. The fact that Jenna was also affected by the reality shift fit with his observations of the last few days, even if the change was ****.

"Then that means in reality I'm going out with you as a masculine boy and not you as a feminine boy?" asked Jenna visibly shaken, if not slightly disgusted by the idea.

"That's right," Josh confirmed. "But currently I'm a boy with a girl's body, which is really crazy. And it's all thanks to these two things." Josh grabbed his breasts, which unintentionally sent a lustful shock through his body. He had to press his lips together to stifle a slight moan. Less could be suppressed his nipples, which were clearly visible in his bra.