As the door closed Brittany watched her old body walk towards her car from the window. She still couldn’t believe what happened. Walking into the bathroom she gazed into the mirror and every move she made, Lauren’s body mimicked. Making a few faces brittany laughed and made her way into her old room.
“Just because I’m her doesn’t mean I have to dress like her” brittany though to herself. Stripping off her shirt and jeans she looked down at her new body. It wasnt as curvy and her smaller breats were a lot pecker, which in her mind was better. Cupping then in her hands she gave them a squeeze and giggled. Opening up her drawers she knew none of her old bras would fit. All of Lauren’s were plain and brittany tended to like lace and leopard print. Walking into her old closet she knew most of her clothes were meant for her old curvy body. She picked out a maroon dress that was a bit small on her before but now fit alright. Wishing her cleavage was a bit more she started to brush her hair in the style she once did and looked at herself in the mirror.
Shocked Brittany couldn’t believe how Lauren’s body looked. She rarely wore dresses so it was different for her. “Well it’s time for class” she thought to herself as she slide on Lauren’s sandals. Driving to school she parked the car and walked into her first class. Brittany majored in finances and Lauren was going to school for phycology. “How hard could it be?” Brittany asked herself. She had previously bressed through college so this to her would be easy she thought.
Quickly Brittany learned that the knowledge she had before didn’t apply that well to what Lauren was doing. Everything the professor was saying made little sense to her. Writing in Lauren’s note book she did her best to transcribe what was going on. Noticing that her hand writing didn’t match at all what her body now once had. As she was making her way out of class Lauren’s phone buzzed. On the screen read new text from “Brittany” asking if she can call her after she got out of class. Not wanting to admit that she might have been wrong about how easy her classes would be, wondered if Lauren was struggling at work too.
Dialing the number of her old phone she waited for Lauren to pick up.
“Hello” brittany heard her old voice on the line, still not used to hearing it.
