Leonard woke up curled up on top of the covers. He rolled over, and found himself tangled in a tent of clothes. It took him a moment to realize that they were his. His sweats seemed more like a tent. Had he shrunk?
He got up, and nearly tripped over his pants. Letting them drop to the floor. His shirt draped down well below his waist. He pulled up the shirt, revealing a smooth and flat stomach.
"What the..." he paused, his voice sounded a bit different way less deep, almost...
He rushed to the mirror and nearly screamed. There was a somewhat androgynous boy there. He was rather cute, with long brown hair, that was quite messy, and an overall girly figure. He peeked under the now gigantic(on him) sweatshirt and cursed softly.
"Leonard, are you up yet?" His mother's voice called from downstairs.
He cursed again. What was he going to tell her?
