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Suddenly Sarah: A New Reflection

on 2024-02-25 03:23:34

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Jon blinked her long eyelashes in confusion as she came to, feeling very odd. She'd just been getting up, having slept in like she did most weekends but then there'd been a strange tugging sensation, like she was hooked on something and then, nothing. Sitting up, she startled backward to find herself staring at Sarah McMillan in a mirror, nearly falling backwards in the chair she was sitting in.

"Sarah, I'm so sorry, I-" Jon began before stopping as she realized in amazement Sarah's own voice was coming out of her mouth and the frightened looking image of the cheerleader in the vanity mirror was matching her every movement. Jon patted her body, feeling firm abs under the loose pink nightie she was wearing before moving her hands up to feel- OH!. Touching her breasts, er Sarah's breasts, for the first time was an incredible sensation that made her feel all tingly; they weren't hyper sensitive or anything, but it was Jon's first time having more reactive female nipples and the feeling took her by surprise. She moved her hands down from the nipples to cup and heft them through the lacy pink fabic while checking the mirror to see Sarah doing the same, still awash in disbelief. Was she somehow... Sarah? No matter how much she stared or blinked her new big baby blue eyes, the image in the mirror didn't change; it was the queen bee of school with a freshly made up face, still dressed in her bed clothes, which embarrassingly enough were just the nightie and a pair of matching pink panties, and her lovely golden mane still messy from sleep.

Jon lightly touched her tongue to her lip and could feel the lip gloss on them; experimentally she tried a smile and again saw Sarah smiling shyly back at her. She sprung to her feet and surprised herself by how spry she felt; her new leg muscles were like a coiled spring eager to respond to her movements. It was ridiculous, she was in a shorter female body now, but she felt more powerful than she did as Jon. On a whim she bent down to touch her toes and marveled at how easy it was, how flexible Sarah's body was. "I wonder," she muttered before extending one leg forward and the other backwards, gingerly lowering herself until she was in a perfect front split. There was no pain, not feeling of tension, hell it was easy!

She shook her head, her long blonde hair dancing about in a way she wasn't used to; this was no time to experiment with gymnastics. Something incredibly bizarre was going on and she needed to do.... well, do something! She rose effortlessly back to her feet and began to pace Sarah's large bedroom, too self absorbed for the moment to really take it in. Should she call a doctor? No, there wasn't supposed to be any such thing as body swapping; she'd just get tossed in a looney bin. Telling her parents was right out too; she didn't think they'd believe her, and her dad certainly wouldn't take it well. Roger Gibson was a pretty traditional guy and didn't like Jon to be involved in anything he perceived as girly, something Jon remembered all too well from when she'd wanted to try out for gymnastics when she was younger; he wasn't going to react well to an uber-girly cheerleader showing up on his doorstep claiming to be his son. There were also Sarah's parents she supposed, but she didn't really know the McMillans and similarly didn't feel she could go to them with this.

Unconsciously she pouted adorably as she considered her predicament. Luckily it was Saturday so it wasn't like she was going to be thrown into school as Sarah, but she needed to make good use of her time before she was. Luckily, she realized there was potentially someone in the same predicament as her. "If I'm here..." she realized before looking around for Sarah's phone. Eventually she found the girl's I-phone in a cute strawberry print phone case, plugged in on a bedside table next to a supremely soft looking plush four poster bed. Snatching it up, she was able to open it with the face she currently wore and realized she suddenly had Sarah McMillans entire digital life in her hands, but she'd have to figure that out later. For the moment she needed to make contact, so she texted: Hey, if this is who I think it is, we're in the same boat. I don't know what happened, but we should compare notes. Meet me at Karyn's house in an hour and we'll figure this out together. Then almost compulsively she added a quick emoji of a winking smiley.

She took a deep breath, steadfastly trying to ignore the sensations of her breasts rising and falling as she did so. She'd asked who she hoped would be the original Sarah to meet her at Karyn's for good reason; if there was one person she could trust, and who might believe her about what happened, it was Karyn and she was worried she and Sarah were going to need all the help they could get to fix this. Opening up the phone again, she dialed in Karyn's number and hit call.




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