I arrived home from work one day and there were 3 chicks in my bed. I'm not married, nor do I have a gf, so I was quite surprised to see them. I walked in and there is my daughter, my ex-wife, and her mother all fucking the hell out of each other with strap-ons. That was just the start of the strangeness.

This big black guy comes in from the kitchen carrying a round of drinks and hands me one, then starts stripping down. I get the drink about half way down and my chest starts getting warm and my balls start to hurt. My head feels like it's on fire and even my face feels numb. I think holly shit, I've been drugged and head for the phone, but the big black dude just blocks my way and I pass out.

When I wake up, the black guy is gone and so are the girls. I look outside and it's daylight, so I take a shower and decide to go to bed. The next morning I wake and just don't feel right. I get ready for work and head down to the bus station. While I'm going I have to keep brushing my hair away from my eyes, I need a hair cut, but didn't remember it being this long.

I arrived at work and sat down to start in on the days tasks and found my pants were really fitting loose, and my collar was now loose too. All of my clothing was feeling loose. My boss walked into my office and looked around, then looked at me and said: "Can I help you??" I told him, no I had everything I need. The next thing I know is that 2 security guards are hauling me from the building and telling me not to be back. Shit, now I've been fired and don't have any clue why, and my suit just doesn't fit me right any more. So I get back on the bus and head home.

I get on the bus and sit down, and look out the window and see my reflection, but it's not me. My lips are thinker, my face is more softly featured, and it looks like I'm starting to grow breasts. I grab my chest and WOW, yes, I am growing breasts. I start freaking out and the bus driver call the station and asks for security to meet us, so I jump out at the next stop. I check my wallet and everything is there, credit cards, ID, photos, money and etc. I walk the next 1/2 mile to get home and go immediately to the bathroom and look into the mirror.

Not only are my facial features softer, but I don't have any 5:00 stubble either. My breasts are a good hand full each and my dick is all but gone, just a little button accenting what appears to be my ascending testicles. I look through the kitchen for any clue, but I cannot even find the drink glass I remember from yesterday and there are no dirty dishes, not even anything in the dishwasher or drainer.

So now I'm way past starting to freakout, and I call a buddy. He answers and I start talking. He says: Who is this?? And I start to explain that it's Joe, and he just starts laughing, and then tells me: "No, really who is it??" I try to explain what is going on, and he just says: "Look bitch, fun is fun, but get lost."

So now I'm sitting here looking into the mirror. I have full pouting lips, 38C breasts, 24 inch waist, and 36 inch hips. Nothing fits, I have no job, and my looks are still changing. I keep pinching myself trying to wake-up. I've even tried cutting myself, but it just hurts and bleeds, so I guess I'm awake. What should I do, I'm afraid to go to sleep, I'm afraid of what I'll find when I wake. Where do I go?? What do I do now??