Not the new life he was expecting

Samantha went into her bedroom and opened the box she put the instructions and box in a drawer next to her bed and sat on her bed examining it and daydreaming. A call from the dining room: "Dinner's ready."
Samantha dropped the medallion carelessly on her bed. and ran in to eat.
Samantha's brother Leslie was visiting for the weekend. Samantha loved her brother dearly and he was about to start a new school in a new town after finishing his tour of duty in the military.
"I'm excited but I won't know anyone there.", Leslie said passing the potatoes.
"You can always call me." Samantha jumped in.
"Won't Carrie be there?", their mother said. Carrie had been Leslie's girlfriend since high school. Carrie decided that they needed time away from each other so he wasn't expecting to see her much.
"Yeah, I'm sure I'll see her some she's just going to be really busy."
"Don't forget to take her that dress I bought her." Mom said.
"I'll take it. Don't worry"
Dinner finished up and they went in to watch TV together. Samantha hung on her brother all night.
Mom walked in. "Samantha, do you mind if your brother stays in your room tonight?"
"That's cool.", Samantha said.
Leslie retired back to her room. He layed his sleeping bag over the bed because he hated to make beds in the morning.
In the morning he went in to take a shower.
His mother came in with the dress she had purchased for Carrie and threw it on the bed. Then she thought better of it and grabbed the dress and the sleeping bag and rolled them up for him, the Medallion somehow finding it's way inside.
After breakfast the family sent him off to his new home. Samantha cried, "Call me Les."
"I will sis." he laughed.
He drove until nightfall and found a hotel. He was exhausted. He stumbled into the room. Flipped the light switch and nothing happened. He shook his head and rolled out the sleeping bag on the bed. He undressed completely. He couldn't see anything so he just crawled in and went to sleep.
The night was filled with strange dreams. Dreams of soft skin, of being eaten by a python, of losing his penis. All these dreams faded in the morning.
When Leslie woke up he felt smaller and a little colder than he was used to. He ran his fingers aver his face and found his hands far too smooth, not to mention his face. He got out of bed quickly, new breasts threw off his balance.
"What the fuck!" came a newly feminine voice that stopped sudenly stopped in panic. He rushed into the bathroom.
The mirror confronted him with a beautiful young woman. She looked like him though. The hair was the same length as his and the same shade of blonde. It was as if he had just been changed into a woman overnight.
He stared at himself for a long time. He went back into the bedroom of the hotel room. He examined the bed and saw that he had slept on the dress his mother had purchsed for Carrie. Was this some kind of magical dress or something?
He rolled up the sleeping bag after picking up the dress. The medallion had hidden itself deep inside the sleeping bag.
He sat naked on the bed and watched a little TV. He only had a couple of hours before check out time. It would only be a couple of hours before he reached his apartment once he left, he already had the keys and he lived alone. He decided he could figure out this mess once he got there.
He didn't feel he had time to shower and was nervous about attempting it. He washed his hair and decided to mouse it the way he normally did. It didn't look quite right so he played around with it a little bit. This chick looked really cute.
He went in to get dressed and found his hips were too big for his pants. The only coice was to put on the dress. The dress clung to his new body. He looked at the woman in the mirror. If he were himself he would ask her out.
He tied on his shoes and found they were too big. That was fixed with extra socks. He mades ure he had everything and hesitantly walked out the door....