Leslie woke up tired. He hadn't been able to sleep properly, his breasts getting on his way, his hips hurting, his nightmares of staying like this forever making him wake up every hour.
He was still the woman he had been last night, he had to sit to pee, and he had to wear a bra again today. "There goes my hope for getting back to myself before school starts" he thought...
But then his pragmatic mind took over, he needed to be presentable, he wanted to make a first good impression, he was eager to start this new part of his life. Being the wrong gender was merely an inconvenience he thought, he had once walked out of a dessert with a broken arm and a bullet wound on his leg. He could wear a bra and pretend to be a girl at school no problem.
He took a shower, got dressed, and looked in the mirror. He looked... cute... If he didn't look so much like his sisters, he might've hit on himself if... "what the fuck am I thinking?" he interrupted his train of thought. Yeah, he looked good, hot even, but he didn't want to look like a hot woman, he wanted to be old Leslie, veteran, bulging muscles, introvert but fearless, "a soldier with the heart and mind of a poet" Carrie had once told him.
"Keep it together, Leslie. Man up" he told himself as he adjusted the fit of his bra to make his breasts look better. "I'll be the best version of myself, always, even if I'm not myself anymore."
With that, he went to school.
Finding the group wasn't hard, some were already at the meeting place, among them Stacy. Leslie was surprised how good Stacy looked, even better than her photos online.
When he introduced himself as Leslie, he was surprised by Stacys look.
"I thought you were a guy, Leslie. It's nice to welcome another girl who wants to study computer science, we need more gals in tech." which made Leslie blush a little. Being the subject of those blue eyes was mesmerizing.
After some small talk, everyone was gathered and the tour started, which went ok. Stacy is a nice person, but not the most charismatic one. Still, they managed to have fun and laugh.
At the end of the tour, having created a group to stay in touch, everyone went their own way.
The rest of the day went fine, but Leslie kept thinking about Stacy. He was simply mesmerized by her. At the end of the day, on his way to the parking lot, he ran into the subject of his thoughts.
"Hey Leslie, good thing I see you! I just came back from the student registry office. I was able to correct your folder, you're no longer listed as a male student! I guess there was a mixture and with Leslie being a neutral name it stuck!"
Leslie was shocked, he hadn't even thought about his student profile, and Stacy had gone and fixed it herself.
"Argh, thanks, Stacy. I guess it happens sometimes?"
"No problem, Les! Also, I'm a part of this group of women in tech, let me know if I can add you. Tomorrow is the first meeting of the semester, you should go! We're not that many, but growing steadily".
"Ehm, sure, let me know where to be and I'll be there" replied Leslie.
"I'll text you the details later!" said Stacy, flashed him the most beautiful smile, and left.
Sitting in his car, Leslie started thinking about how his student profile said female student... "what if I go back to normal? what a mess..."
Then his phone rang.
