Back to school (Kayleigh's Day)

You stood in front of the mirror for what seemed like hours, taking it all in as the clothes that you had picked out lay on the bed beside you. It wasn't too much of a stretch to have a new day and new school jitters, though you supposed it was something to do with being IN a new school as well as being in A NEW BODY to boot. Kayleigh was definitely living in a different place than you had been as Tim Connors. If anything, the fact that your phone had been going off non-stop the past few days with some of her (no, your mind reminded you, they were now YOUR friends) friends texting and messaging, the fact you were now part of the social ladder was something you would have to adjust to.

Oh, yeah, having to deal with boobs and ass? That was something else completely new too.

Despite this being now the third day you were looking at Kayleigh's body in the comfort of your home, it was still foreign to see how different the two of you were. Whereas you were, as Tim, lanky and a bit on the underweight side of things, Kayleigh stood at a modest 5'6", weighed 115 pounds and had taken extra care of her long blonde hair (which was now yours, both to show and to take care of). No blemishes, birthmarks, almost flawless skin but the fact that you now how to pay attention to all those commercials and products to keep it that way? You just rolled your eyes and then giggled a little as you saw her reaction in the mirror opposite you. There would be time to adjust and examine more about your boobs and the pussy between your legs but, more so, as your attention turned to the clothes laying there, you felt that this was as good a time as any to admit and come clean to yourself:

You looked fucking hot.

You picked up a red bra, one from the neatly chaotic lingerie drawer, and slid it on, doing the clasps from the back (which surprised you but, then again, muscle memory) and then slipped on a matching red thong, noticing how slightly uncomfortable it was to wear but it almost came to pass. A pair of jeans, dark green crop-top and sneakers seemed to be a safe yet comfortable combination. Every bit of her clothing was made in such a way to flatter a young woman's curves and you definitely noticed the shape of your ass in the jeans, partly wondering what it would be like to see such an ass in the hallways but then laughing again as you realized that very ass was now yours.

Backpack, wallet, keys, phone...everything was properly in your hands as you walked down the stairs and noticed dad leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee. He looked up from his spot and smiled at you as he made a quick motion for you to brush your hair before nodding and flipped a thumbs up. "I'll be a bit late for dinner, okay?"

You nodded and after giving him a kiss on the cheek (yet another hold-over from Tim days the two of you vowed to keep), you hopped out of the house and walked over to the Red Civic in the garage. It was newer than you were used to and you supposed another perk of being a daddy's girl you now enjoyed. Figures that it only took you dying and becoming a girl for you to get your own whip.

"This has got to be a messed up way to get a car..."