Juliet

“Juliet” you said, “Romantic, but with a hint of sexy.” You turned and winked at Rebecca.

“Absolutely perfect. What shall we do now then, Juliet?”

“Get some sleep I would say” you said running your hands through your new hair, “I need to get used to this body, and we need to be at the hostel tomorrow for midday, and its a long drive.”

“Very true, and I agree, but before we do that can I suggest something?” she asked

“Sure”

“Give yourself the knowledge on how to act like a girl, it will make it so much simpler for you.”

You looked back in the mirror, you were currently crossing your arms, but, as a guy, your arms were normally crossed higher, so you were currently squishing your boobs rather badly. You focused, and you instinctively dropped your arms slightly lower, so they were pushing your boobs up instead.

“Better?”

“Better, now, good night, your room is next door, I’ll wake you in the morning” Rebecca said, giving you your first female hug, and wishing you a good night.

Rebecca turned around and slipped into her bathroom, at which point you tried to walk over to where you left your bag and take it to your room. You almost fell over a few times, getting used to the new **** weight on your chest, and your whole new centre of gravity, but soon your new instincts took over and you were walking fine into your room.

Your room had a simple bed, with a chair, a desk, a full-length mirror and an en suite bathroom. You walked straight over to the mirror and started to examine yourself again, squeezing your new breasts, and revelling in the beautiful sensation that ran through your body, one of both satisfaction, and the want for more.

Part of your mind started to think what all your friends would make of the new you, until you remembered that you changed reality, so they always knew you like this. That made it so much simpler, without causing panic.

Through the shirt, you lifted your breasts and let go, surprised by how supportive your bra actually was. You looked at the time and realised it was getting very late, so you opened your bag and was only temporarily surprised when you saw all your clothing was now that of the opposite sex, of the one you now were. You took out your pyjamas, a pair of short shorts and an old t-shirt, and started to strip.