Changes

I hit the power button and the big flat screen flickered to life. I spent all morning looking through the channels, my mouth hanging open, shocked at what was going on. It wasn't a fucking dream and it wasn't just me. People had been changed all over the world, not everyone but so far they were saying about 1 in 28. That was still a ton of people, no wonder there were fucking riots everywhere. Not everyone had changed sex though, most people had just changed race. There was one story about a KKK guy that had been turned black during the night and rushed to the hospital after being lynched by his former friends. Some people they interviewed were crying, others laughing and joyful. Some terminally ill patients had just inherited brand new bodies that weren't sick.

One thing that was constant though, no matter what channel I changed to was that no one had a fucking clue as to what was going on. Finally, after hours of watching TV I realized I had to pee. I gulped and went back to the bathroom and pulled down my boxers. I closed my eyes when I saw my cock had gone missing. I new it...I could feel it was gone before this, but until I looked it was still there in my mind. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the boxers which were pooled around my ankles.

I wont go into details, but it was weird peeing like a girl the first time.

I needed a shower. Not that I stank or anything, I just needed something to help me unwind. I could feel it in the space between my shoulders, that group of muscles that bunches up and gets knotted when you start getting really stressed. I pulled off the too huge t-shirt and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror again.

"Jesus", I whispered "I'm hot". Now, I've never been particularly vain, and I don't like people that are too focused on their looks, but in this case it was completely warranted. I was hot, smoking hot. The occasional freckle dotted my otherwise flawless fair skin. That was they way my previous body was, except even I could tell my skin had never been this good. I turn and looked over my shoulder. My ass was heart shaped, perfect and perky. Looking at the front again my breasts were full and round. I wasn't sure but if I had to guess they were at least a d cup.