Becoming Christy

Christian woke up this morning with an headache. Last night was the celebration for him from his office after winning the case. He had many drinks. he thinks maybe that why he got the headache this morning. He need to go to the bathroom, so he woke from his bed and went to the bathroom.

He lives alone in his apartment, a simple studio apartment not far from his work, The Brad - Cole & Partners Law Firm. His got lucky because the firm pitched him up after his graduation from the law school with excellent grades. His boss, James Brad, Amy Cole are the famous and respected lawyer in town.

He was a five two, black haired, 28 year old, mannered and commonly clever to the rest of his alumni. He had a girlfriend, Sarah, whom knows him from high school.

"What the Fuck!" He cried after loosening his short pants.

"What is going on? where the hell is my P?" He suddenly aware that his voice also changes into a higher notes and more girly than his usual voice he had been used all of his live.

"Who the hell are you?" He looking his face at the mirror near the vanity in the bathroom.

"Oooh, great.... just great. I just peed all over my shorts and the floor." He cannot hold the pee flows through his thigh and right down to the floor.

He went to shower and noticed that his chest were swollen and look unusual, not that big but he thinks that they looks like breasts of a girl. His hair also looks longer than usual, more like short hair of a girl. Also the missing of his P is changed into V.

"Am I a girl?"

He should be panicking about the matters, but somehow he can manage the matter quietly and manner. After he finished the shower, he cleaned the floor which had been peed not long time ago. Watched his other person in his mirror again. A black short hair girl, with the same color of eyes facing him back.

He look around his bedroom. there seem no changes on the room, but there are some changes such as the bedsheets and there is new dressing table with make-up on top of it. As he open the drawer of his underwear, he found all had changed into a girl underwear including the bra, which he had never owned them before. Somehow it feels that they are the underwear he supposed to wear everyday. So he pick one set of underwear and tried on his body, surprisingly they all fit and comfortable. His cupboard also filled with girl dresses, blouses and pants. He picks the jeans short pants and a cropped T-shirt. He went to the dressing table after he wears them and start to apply the make to his face.

His phone rang, or is not his phone. He couldn't remember his old handphone, because his phone changed into pink flips.