No

As you were passing by your house, you gave it a quick look. It seemed different. It seemed like it wasn't your house any more. You think to yourself: that may be true for now, but it will be once again after these two days.

Without you even noticing, your outlook on the world has changed quite a bit. You stop looking at hot girls thinking about banging them and start to look at how cute their outfits looked. Not to mention the guys. They were everywhere and they all seemed more and more attractive. Old or young, it didn't matter. You sometimes fall into a trance thinking about how large their dicks were or how hard would they fuck you.

After a couple of minutes you arrive at the bank.

You see your reflection on the bank windows. You take a moment to look at yourself starting from your head. Your glorious reddish-brown hair was everywhere and definitely in need of a visit to a hairdresser. Despite not wearing any makeup you were beautiful and those barely distinguishable freckles only made you cuter. Next, you look at your face and remind yourself of those voluptuous pink lips. You start to think what would you have given for a blowjob from such lips when you used to be man. Used to be a man? You get a slight shiver and move on. You look at your breasts next. The first thing you noticed were your rock-hard nipples piercing through your shirt, again. After getting the money from the bank your definite priority will be getting some underwear. As you try to adjust the plaid shirt in order to hide your nipples, you notice something else. Did your boobs get bigger? Yes. You weren't showing any cleavage as you were buttoned up to your neck, but you could definitely tell that they were bigger.

With seeing the difference in your boob size and those pointy nipples, you get a sudden paranoia that someone else is watching you and you blush. You stop looking at your reflection, having scanned upper half of your body, and rush to the ATM.