The beginning of the second day

When Collin woke up from the dream his whole body was shaking. The images were so vivid in his mind that he could almost felt it throughout his body. The sheets were soaked. His body felt disgusting covered in dry sweat. He got up and he felt his leg buckled underneath him and he fell to the ground. He was never strong, but he felt way weaker now. He took a couple of minutes on the ground gathering his strength.

His leg felt soft when he put his arm around his knee while on the ground. He finally stood up. Everything seems wrong. The distance between him and his arms and legs, the strides he took to walk around. He had to relearn everything. It took him a couple of minutes to attune himself to what he concluded was his new body. He finally arrived in front of the mirror and saw his reflection.

"Oh my god!" Shouted Collin looking at his image. He never was a very masculine man, but this morning what he saw was a more feminine version of him. He normally cut his hair very short, because he didn't want people to think he was a girl, but this morning his hair was touching his shoulder and was completely red. Collin's face had been a bit ravaged by acne, but this morning his face was smooth and soft. His lips were redder and fuller than before. With all these feature changes on his body and face, he could easily pass for a woman. There's one thing he dreaded to look at. Normally, the second puberty should give him bigger manhood, but it all felt wrong down there. He quickly removed his briefs.