Find Somewhere Private

“What the fuck happened to me?” You say to yourself in a panic. You look down and scream as you see a pair of tits pressed a light grey tank top.

“There’s no way this is real. I’m not Bebe Rexha?” You scream in a panic. You’re scared that a higher pitched voice is coming out of your mouth instead of your classic deep toned voice. In stead of your very short hair, your hands feel long blond hair on your head instead. You look at your hands and see a much smaller pair of slim hands with the nails painted red instead of your normally bulky hands. You use those hands and slowly feel down your new body. You eventually look down as your hands come in contact with Bebe's breasts.

“No. This is impossible! I can’t have breasts!” You say panicked as you bounce up and down, Bebe’s breasts bouncing along with you.

“Wait if I got tits then that means,” you think to yourself as you unbutton Bebe’s jeans and slide them down halfway down her thighs until you grab the elastic away from your crotch.

You worst fear was confirmed as the only thing you saw was a light patch of blonde hair and a small opening.

“Fuck it’s gone! My fucking dick is gone!” You scream in Bebe’s voice as your hand reaches down but only feels the patch of pubic hair and the small opening where your penis should be. You took deep breathes in order to calm yourself down but you got distracted by Bebe’s breasts going up and down with each breath you took.

“I need to leave I gotta get out of here,” you thought as anxiety slowly started to fill you.

“Need to find somewhere private,” you say as you leave the recording booth.

Where is somewhere private you can go?