A scream vibrated through the mall.
"My wife must have just woke up from her hypnotic trance," a man said to himself, sitting on a bench near the ladies bathroom.
I was the one who let out this loud scream. I awoke from a sleep looking at someone I had never seen before. Staring back at me in the mirror.
What I found staring back at me was a beautiful twenty-four year old woman. Wearing a blouse showing off plenty of cleavage. Wearing a mini skirt showing off an hour class figure. My very feminine looking legs were incased in a pair of sheer black pantyhose. I was wearing on my feet a pair of high heels with 4 inch heels. When I lifted my skirt to see if I lost anything else. I found I was all woman. I could even feel my slit and see some pubic hair through my lacy top panty hose.
What the problem was:
The last thing I remembered was that I was a twenty-three year old male, with a nine inch dick.
My memory started coming back to me.
It started by finding an advertisement in one of those smut magazines I like reading. I found it in the Boys Who Want to be Girls magazine.
It Read:
Become the Girl of your Dreams
the cost will be reasonable and six years of your new life.
Please send a legal Stamped Self Addressed Envelope with a recent photo.
Expect a reply from us within four weeks. We will inform you of your acceptance or denial in our program.
Figuring I would never be accepted I sent in my envelope and photo.
Four weeks to the day. I received my SSAE back. I had been accepted. In the letter was a bus ticket to a city out of state. A letter stated if I wanted to continue the program, or seek more information about the program. I should use the bus ticket, if not return the ticket with the provided SSAE. They also asked for to me call a 1-800 number and leave a message with my arrival time if I was coming. It also stated to bring enough money to pay for the return ticket if I decided not to go through with the program.
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