A New Life

Last night's dream had been weird, I thought confusedly. All I remembered was lots of bright flashes of light, a deep voice sounding, and then a flash of blood, before everything disappeared and I woke up again.

Deciding to pass it off as a nightmare or a very odd dream, I rolled off the bed, yawning, giving myself a once-over in the mirror.

I wasn't bad-looking, that was for sure, but I wasn't the best. My boobs were non-existent, really - a small A-cup, which frustrated me to no end. My ass was big and jiggly, and was the only reason I got any attention at all, though I wished sometimes my ass was firm and large.

Wait... what just happened? I stared, dazed, at the mirror. There was no mistaking it. Where a jiggly ass had been, a few seconds ago, there was now a round, firm ass - the type you had always dreamed of having.

Holy SHIT!

How could I experiment with this? I had two brothers downstairs - two hunks that I had fantasized about multiple times, no matter how wrong it was. A forty-year old mother who hadn't lost any of her beauty in her room, a fifty-year old dad who was a bit on the older-looking side but was still muscular and handsome.

What do you do?