Wondering what in the hell to do, I stumbled back into my bedroom and sat stupefied on the bed. Unable to comprehend my sudden change, I found myself asking the same question over and over. What was going on? I had just moved from the small town of Homewood, Alabama to the University of Southern California. I knew no one. Telling someone about this phenomenon was out of the question. They would take one quick look at me and then tell me I was insane. This also happened to be the first day of class. My immediate thought was to skip class. There was no way in hell I

We drove to my apartment and he walked me to my door. When I turned around to thank him for the ride he already had is eyes closed and was moving in to kiss me. I was too shocked to react and let him kiss me. As soon as realized what was going on I pulled back and ran inside the apartment slamming the door in his face. I continued my run straight into the bathroom where for the next 30 minutes I brushed my teeth while trying to stop gagging. The mere thought of kissing a guy in a girls body was just as bad as kissing a guy when I was a guy. I was so disgusted I couldn't stop telling myself I would never look at another guy again. Never again.

The call went great. She was more than happy to go shopping with me, so she came and picked me up and off we went to Rich's. I was without a clue of what to do in the store and convinced her it would be fun if she picked out my entire outfit. That might have been a mistake. She had chosen what seemed to be the smallest, shortest dress the store had for sale. And not to mention the shirt looked like it would have fit me when I was five. Nevertheless I forced a smile and purchased the clothes.

I went back to my apartment and decided it would be best to retire there for the evening. I had a pizza delivered, and while eating learned a valuable lesson. Girls always seem to have a light appetite, and when you ask them why, they say, "I wasn't really that hungry.aE? Well, it is a lie. I felt hungrier as a girl then I ever did when I was a guy.

Picking out what I was going to wear presented no problem. I just threw on jeans and a t-shirt, a common clothing for both sexes. Trying not to stand out was my number one priority. Then it dawned on me that I needed to look as unattractive as a girl could be. The last thing I needed was the attention of other guys. Although my body might have breasts and a butt now, I couldn't deal with guys checking me out. I still wore boxers, and a bra at this point was out of the question. So I took off to class in jeans, a t-shirt, and had some tangled hair.

As the latter part of the night came I decided I needed to go shopping and get some "girl things.aE? So I got into the car and headed to Wal-Mart. Once I was there I went to the clothing section. I knew I needed a bra so I went over to the underwear section and began to look around. What I saw was outright confusing. I had no idea what size I was. I just guessed to the best of my ability. As for the panties, well I figured I could just keep wearing boxers. I started to head over to the cosmetics section, but quickly decided I could do without the makeup for the time being. Besides, I wouldn't have a clue how to use any of that stuff anyway. So I ended up leaving with 2 bras, some new razor blades, and a new brush. When I returned home I was exhausted from the long, drug-out day and went to sleep.

The party seemed to start instantaneously. Before you could blink there were hundreds of people around a couple of kegs. I was very shy at the party because I didn't want to bring attention to myself, but that didn't work. Before long a few guys came over and introduced themselves. It felt ver

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