Get dressed.

You walk to the dresser and start opening drawers, searching for something to wear. You hastily pick out some jeans, black leather boots and a sky-blue t-shirt. A seemingly normal outfit, though once you look in the mirror it is anything but. The jeans fit this body perfectly, showing off your long legs, and wrapping around your excellent ass. The t-shirt is tight across your chest and torso, and it is short enough to reveal a bit of your fit midriff, just enough to peak anyone's curiosity.

You somehow realize that you have no make-up on, but haven't the faintest idea how to apply it. Regardless your new face is stunning even without it, and decide to just apply some lipstick and head out. As much fun as being a woman could be, you'd like to find out how and why you aren't in your own body.

You leave the bedroom and notice you are actually in an apartment. It seems small enough for one, maybe two people, and secretly hope no one else is around. You glance out the window and see you are a few floors up in some city you don't recognize.

You leave the apartment and head downstairs, still seeing no one. You begin to feel much more nervous, what if someone recognizes who this body belongs to. How will you react, what could you say?
You reach the front door and observe your surroundings. Nothing looks familiar at all, but you can quickly tell you are at least still in America. It's close to sunset in the city, and there are a few people walking around. You notice a group of men staring at you, and try not to look at them.