"Joanna? What's wrong? I heard screaming. "its... FIVE IN THE MORNING!" Zoe yelled from somewhere outside. She started out somewhat maternal, but quickly reverted back to her normal, pre-wish self. Least in speech. "Something better has happened to you.."
I tore the covers off to observe my body, not that i needed visible conformation. I was still very much 14 year old Anna, though my breasts seemed fuller and harder somehow. "Just a nightmare" I yelled back.
"I'm coming in" Zoe said. Normally both of us would respect the other's privacy, but considering what had happened, both of us agreed not to lock our doors. I was already regretting honoring the agreement.
"Wait" I yelled, too late, as Zoe opened my door, and saw me just wearing my panties. She almost immediately rolled her eyes. "For fucks sake... you're not a boy anymore, Anna. Show some modesty. Even I didn't go around flashing the bitch.."
"Hey! Its my room" I protested as I covered my breasts with my arms.
"Mmm starting to act like the girl you are... Let me guess... your 'nightmare' was about you dreaming about cute boys"
I could feel myself blushing with embarrassment. "No! I'm not into 'cute boys'" I snapped, even though I knew my body was, thanks to my first experience at the mall the previous day. "If you must know, 'mom', my nightmare was me undergoing 'Annafication'"
"And thinking about cute boys" Zoe teased. She made obviously gotten over her initial concern and was taking revenge for being woken up so early by making me as uncomfortable as possible. It was working too, since my breasts felt harder, and I felt a weird sensation around my lower body. I was confused at first, until I realized I was getting horny. As a girl. "Kill me" I muttered as I glared at my sister turned mother's smirking face. "I liked you better as a surly goth, you know"
Zoe frowned slightly. "Your body is more sensitive to your covers, Anna. There is a reason you should had worn your nightgown. I was once your age too... Damn it, Joanna!"
"Hey! not my fault!" I said defensively, praying that it wouldn't renew Zoe's desire for youth.
"Go get ready for school. Trust me, a girl like you will need all the time to get ready, and have time to walk with her friends. I'm not driving you again, young lady" Zoe ordered, somewhat stiffly.
I scurried away, now clad in my nightgown since I didn't want to antagonize Zoe any further, and had my shower. It felt nice, but I was dismayed at it didn't remove all of my horniness. After drying myself and wrapping my body in my towel, I started on my hair. It was frustrating how messy it got during the night, and annoying how tangled it got. I spent fifteen minutes, wondering and unsuccessfully trying to keep all the hair out of my face, yet I ended up putting it back into the same pigtails I had the previous day. Urrgh. Least, i can skip the makeup. I headed back into my room, which was now without Zoe. I opened one of my draws and screamed once more. All my plain bras and panties were gone. Instead, I got more frilly, girlier ones of a ditzy sort of girly girl, and exactly the same type as I got the previous day. I picked up one of the plainer ones, a pink push up bra and matching panties with considerable distaste, yet I quickly put them on. My body, unfortunately needed the bra.
"Zoe?" No answer. I frowned and risked a louder yell. "Mom!"
That got a response. "Knock it off, Anna. What is it this time?" Zoe yelled grumpily. She had just showered herself and just gotten dressed in her secretary clothes.
"Did you do this?" I angry demanded as I fished out one of my uniforms. Even in my angered state, I appreciated that the uniform was the same for every other girl. I quickly put it on.
"No. Do what, Anna?" Zoe demanded.
My... never mind" I said, seeing genuine confusion with Zoe.
"Joanna..."
"Fine. All my underwear changed from plain to like the ones Paige and Katie got me to wear during my makeover. Happy now?"
