Surprised of course but…

James startled awake when she heard the doorbell. The house was empty. Her parents were off gambling in Vegas like they did every year. Now she had to open the door and hope Sam wouldn’t freak out.

She was a good friend. Her best. Losing Sam was unthinkable.

James noticed finally that her clothes were much too big for her body and that the underwear didn’t stay on. The shirt worked as a robe of sorts and covered her well enough. She walked down barefoot and yanked the front door open.

Sam’s eyes widened in surprise but recovered quickly. She was tall and slender. A willow figure at a little over six feet. James suspected she was a full foot shorter now, maybe even more. Before she had been taller than her.

“Hello,” James said. “Please come in. There is a lot to explain.”

“Where is James?” Sam asked, looking over James’ head as if she suspected her friend just down the hall.

“He’s here,” James said. “I promise.”

Sam came inside. She was so confused that she forgot to ask who the stranger inside her best friend’s house was. He had never mentioned a new girlfriend. It wasn’t any of her business of course but they often talked about their dating adventures.

“I’m going to tell you a story. It’s all true and I promise it’s all true.” James took a deep breath. “I am James. I know about the scar at the small of your back that you got on the playground when you were five. The first kiss you had with Lisa Olson when you were fourteen. You never told anyone else. And now that you know it’s me let me tell you why I’m a busty short stack now.”

Sam was so stunned she didn’t interrupt James’ speech.