Sarah just sat there on her bed, looking at herself in her bedroom mirror. She couldn't stand up. But not just because of her shock ... she was fat. Like maybe as much as 150 pounds heavier than she was when she went to sleep the previous night. It was harder to move. But her weight wasn't the only thing that changed. Somehow, she had also become a Goth girl. Black make-up, piercings, dyed hair, tattoos, pale skin ... the works. And the dominant colors in her bedroom were black, gray, and blood red. Normally, she would have been disgusted by this place, but she couldn't help but love it. And her weight? It didn't seem to bother her, even though she knew it should. If there were two major things she hated it was fat unattractive people, and those freaky Goths. And now, it looked like she was both of those things. But instead of freaking out over the change, she seemed to embrace it.
Looking around the room, something caught her eye - a poster of a hot bikini-clad girl on a beach. Sarah was startled when she felt herself become aroused. Hold on, was she ...
Sarah realized that that was something else that she disliked - lesbians. She thought they were perverted and freaky. Was she now a lesbian too? Somehow, that didn't really bother her.
