Leslie stood outside, feeling the nighttime chill. That was strange, because normally he could handle cold. Must be this body thought Leslie as he went inside. After doing a risk benefit, he decided it wasn't worth climbing in there until he knew his sister wanted that thing. He went back inside and decided it was time to shower after smelling himself. Getting his soap and shampoo, he went to his shower and turned it on to let it warm up, since the old pipes take a while. He took off his clothing and looked at himself in the mirror and he saw a female version of himself looking back. He opened his mouth and the girl in the mirror did the same. It felt like a prank. His hair and eyes were about the same, but his nose was smaller and his lips fuller. His eyes went down the full length mirror behind the door to looked at the breasts on his chest. They seemed so big when he looked down at them, but in the mirror they looked more normal-sized. His reflection reached an arm up and cupped one of them, causing him to feel his chest move. This is so odd Then he saw his pubic hair in a triangle, pointing down to empty space. Not empty space, but a vagina that was trimmed for him to see.
I'm a military guy. I can stay calm. This is just a shower.
With a deep breath, he went into the warm shower and started to lather himself in soap. It felt different, and his muscle memory cause him to miss a few spots. He also had new territory to clean, causing his usually quick shower to go a bit long. He put in shampoo to wash his hair. At least my hair is the same length. Once he was done, he got out of the shower and had a similar issue with drying off. He had to relearn how to dry everything. He tried to remember the slower points so he could be faster tomorrow. His hair took a little longer, because it was somehow thicker. He wrapped the towel around his waist and went to his room. He couldn't get either pair of boxers past his hips, so he put on his other pair sweatpants and a new tifa t-shirt. He got his computer and backpack ready for registration at university.
Leslie sleep pretty well that night, despite taking a little longer to fall asleep. He woke up and got ready for his day as usual, but because it was not a usual morning it took a little longer to do most things. He got out of the apartment on time though, because he just wore what he slept in last night He walked briskly to the admin building and got in line. The guy in front of him was into Final Fantasy, helping pass the time while they were both in line. After talking about their favorite plots, battle systems and characters, John and Leslie exchanged phone numbers before John went to talk to one of the upperclassmen to check in. Leslie was called over by a hot girl.
"Hey there, I'm Stacy. Welcome to State! Let's get you checked in. What's your name?"
"I'm Leslie Smith," replied Leslie staring at Stacy's beautiful blue eyes and cute button nose. Stacy typed a little on the laptop, then again before saying, "huh. Could you spell your name? Actually, could you show me your driver's license?" Leslie spelled his name and showed Stacy his driver's licence, with his finger slightly covering the lower part of his face.
"Interesting, your license is the same too. We have you as male, and so does your home state. It's weird that we both have typos. I've just corr..."
"NO! I mean, please leave it as is. I'll take care of it later,"replied Leslie
"Sorry, I already clicked submit. I'll help you change it back later. Tomorrow, we can go to the registrar together to see what we can do. Here, give me your phone and text me when you have a chance. I just assumed someone as pretty as you would be a girl," apologized Stacy with a wink, "you are otherwise all set to go to the bookstore and do everything else. Don't forget about the swim test and the fitness test."
