The dream still haunts you and you erupt from the bed as your mother approaches. You are landing on the floor as she reaches bedside, so you have to look up to her. The swish of the skirt over your legs and the open top add to your sense of unwanted uneasy feelings, you almost feel like a most vulnerable person….
“How is my sweet daughter today?” your mother asked. The fact that she addressed you like that and the problem of you laying on the floor increases your uneasiness…
Your mother leans closer and is towering over you. Her intension is to help you up.
You accept her help and even still feeling displaced you like it better to up again and no longer crawling on the floor…
Your throat tightens as you struggle to speak, your voice is now very much higher and so girly!
You feel your new tits and all of this sends shivers down your spine..
Your mother tries to calm you down and you try the same but all you want is to flee and escape from here from this nightmare….
But now you realized that this is not a dream, even all of this seemed unrealistic you somehow must have been turned into a girl and your mother believes you always have been that way.
Damn it. You feel that Maria must have something to do with all of this….
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