Head to the Bedroom

“How are you feeling?” Ashely asks.

“Great!” You say as you stretch. “I feel like a new woman...”

You linger on those words for a second. That doesn’t sound right, but you can’t figure out why.

“Pleased to hear,” Ashley said, distracting you from your thoughts. “How about you go upstairs while we finish off with June?”

“That sounds delightful,” you say in your new soft, feminine voice.

You pull on your robe and walk up the stairs. The apartment is just as you remember it. But in the back of your mind you keep feeling something is different.

In the bedroom you find yourself in a large master bedroom with its own bathroom, large dresser, and walk in closet. There is even an antique vanity with all the makeup you could ever need. The walk in closet even has a tri-fold mirror that allows you to see every angle of your body. The bed itself is a California King and covered in satin sheets.

In the back of your head you know none of this is yours, but another voice tells you everything is fine.