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For what feels like hours but is more likely only a few minutes, you stare at your reflection in the mirror in shock and fear. In the back of your mind, you recognize that the girl looking back at you is quite good-looking; with soft brown eyes and long, straight dark brown hair that seems to flow down her (your) back; however this is understandably of little concern right now.
As the effect sinks in, you become very aware of the unfamiliar feel of your altered body - you have full feeling in your breasts, and you're now conscious of a lack of sensation in your crotch. Instinctively, your arm flinches upward, your hand gently brushing the top of your breasts. Yeah, definitely real; you can feel your fingers on your skin. A quick, flinching check between your legs shows that too is real.
You stumble backwards nervously, hit with the full realization that you've definitely become a girl. You head back into your bedroom and sit down heavily on the bed, trying to force yourself to calm down. Panicking won't help anything. You take a deep breath to steady yourself, and try to think things through.
Glancing around, you see that while certainly a teenage girl's room, it is not very stereotypically "girly", instead somewhat tomboyish. This might be more comforting if you weren't still in shock from having become a girl in the first place, but it is a minor consolation at least.
You are suddenly pulled out of your thoughts as the woman calls to you again. "Rachel! You'd better hurry up and get down here now!"
You glance down at yourself, still dressed in "your" nightclothes (panties and a knee-length gray nightshirt/nightgown). You've only just become a girl; you're not sure you'd be able to handle going to school as a girl right away like this.
"I-I'm not feeling so good," you call back, feeling very strange hearing your new soft feminine voice as you speak. "I-I think I should stay home." Your shock, nervousness, and fear give a slight quiver to your voice; you hope the woman (likely Rachel's (your) mother) will let you take the day off.
Written by Giovanni
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