The Best Part of Waking Up

"Okay...okay. Let's uh, let's take stock for a second" Jeff muttered to himself as he sat, slumped over, at his apartment's tiny kitchen table, warm glass of coffee in his much smaller hands.

The formerly male secretary had no idea what had happened. Last night when he'd gone to bed, he'd been his usual handsome, six foot tall self, his short blonde hair freshly buzzed, his growing muscles tingling from the workout he'd done earlier in the day. Jeff gone to bed in his underwear and overall nothing strange had occurred save for the one customer that had made an off-hand comment about how 'weird' it was to see a man as a secretary, and Jeff had just laughed it away. He was used to comments like that and it didn't bother him too much, and was proud to help be part of the diversity wave. Literally nothing else had happened outside of the norm...And yet when Jeff had woken up the next morning, he was a woman in a pink tank top and panties!

Jeff hadn't noticed anything at first, rolling out of bed to his alarm and heading groggily towards the bathroom for the morning piss.Jeff was not what you’d call a ‘morning person’, and required several cups of coffee before he could really process or focus on anything. He was also a ‘sitter’, so in his still sleepy state he didn't notice anything had been wrong until he stood back up and felt several warm streams running down his leg. He grumbled, wiped the mess with a wad of toilet paper and began to shamble out of the bathroom. That was when he had glanced at the bathroom mirror to find the stranger he now was staring back at him, her petite and cute face glancing bleary-eyed back at him! The brunette he'd become was a foot shorter than Jeff had been and the world seemed HUGE now! But the biggest changes, of course, were the modest pair of tits and the new, wider hips her had...and the cleanly trimmed emptiness between his legs where his decently sized dick had been!

But Jeff hadn’t screamed in his new, high voice, or immediately started pawing his body in search of his missing male parts. Jeff had simply stumbled through the apartment, bumping off the walls as his new centers of balance and tiny new feet and height through his still-awakening brain for a loop. As his brain attempted to kick start itself on nothing but adrenaline, according to the much more feminine decor around the apartment, the closet full of dresses and blouses, the dresser drawers full of panties and bras, he had always been one! Even the pictures he'd hung up around the place had changed, though only to replace his former body with this new one! Everything else about his life (that he could glean from this early morning inspection, at least) seemed to be the same. Same friends, same family, his console and games and big TV were still there and his furniture looked the same. The only real differences were just slightly ‘girly’ touches here and there. Flowers, different curtains, more pillows and throw blankets and candles…But aside from that it was like a switch had been flipped in reality, removing Jeff’s dick and replacing it with a slit.

Eventually Jeff had crashed into the kitchen and had poured himself a shaky glass of coffee before collapsing into a chair. The former man stared downwards at his small crevice of cleavage, his new black bangs dangling in front of his eyes as his new face was semi-reflected in the steaming cup. What had happened to him? And more importantly, would he change back? Or was he now just another normal female secretary at the office, taking notes and getting leered at for the rest of his life? There were so many questions about what had happened, and the sun wasn’t even up yet!

"Christ, I'm gonna need more coffee to figure this out…" Jeff muttered in his new voice, downing the hot liquid and shakily going back to pour herself another cup.