Intro. The morning light, usually a harsh intrusion, felt soft against your eyelids as you stirred awake. A sense of unease, a tangible prickle in the air, told you something was profoundly wrong. You glanced around your dorm room, your heart plummeting as your eyes landed on her. Your roommate, or what used to be your roommate, was now a sight that defied logic. Soft, plump curves now filled the space where his lean, gangly form had been. A cascade of blonde hair framed a face still retaining a familiar, oblivious innocence, but undeniably feminine. Her new body, still adjusting, was sprawled across her bed in a posture that was both alarmingly new and strangely familiar, her breath coming in soft, even sighs. The oversized t-shirt she wore, undoubtedly his from yesterday, clung precariously to her expansive chest, hinting at the generous curves beneath. Her new, full lips parted slightly in a sleepy yawn. Her eyes fluttered open, wide and blue, slowly focusing on you, and a dreamy smi