Barry suddenly felt weird and collapsed on the floor. Blocking out he had to close his eyes, while his mind still tried to understand and analyze what had just happened. There was a blinding and it came from the rock.
Nah! That had to be his imagination. Surely it was a power surge and he'd caught a bad reflection right into his eyes. He snorted at his casual wish, wondering what it'd truly be like to be a woman for a day, or a week.
Crawling along on the floor Barry asked Bridget to help himself back up. She did that, but when he opened his eyes again he started to feel even worse than before…
His clothes feeling different and his eyes still stung and refused to focus. With help of Bridget he got himself into a sitting position. The sense of wrongness was still there, intensifying if nothing else.
It wasn't just his clothes that felt wrong. Wondering if he'd banged his head harder than he realized, he got to his feet. Swaying slightly as he did. Balancing was harder with his vision still blurry. Scrunching and uncrunching his eyes, he fought to clear away the tears and the bring the world back into focus.
And it did. With a surge everything fell into place. It was a hideous revelation. Barry had a look into the mirror and saw a woman reflected back, as he felt the sway of his bust, the confinement of his bra, the width of his hips, the weight of his ass.
Barry wasn't a he anymore. Fingers cautiously confirming he was fully a woman, her hands recoiled in shock from the discovery. Barry could only take in the fear-widened eyes in the mirror. She'd gotten her wish.
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