Ever go through a day not quite feeling like yourself? Knowing all is not right with the world, and not knowing what to do about it? Yes? Well then consider how I felt when I awoke recently definitely not feeling quite like myself.

I awoke laying on my right side facing a wall to a place that did not feel or appear familiar to me. I definitely was not feeling like myself at this moment in time, and to make things all the more confusing ... the arms that I held out before me were not the arms that should be attached to me.

You what? ... one may ask. My arms are thick, strong and hairy, but the arms I was looking at were soft, slim and hairless as well as being ... well ... I won't say it just yet. I lifted the blanket laying on me and when I looked, well I saw something I shouldn't have seen, I saw something that shouldn't be there at all ... get my drift?

I am a guy but all of a sudden, I had breasts. Now being in somewhat of a daze I didn't know how to react. But things didn't stop there, they were about to get a whole lot worse. Naturally, I reached down below and what I should have ... was not there.

To add to all this, there was movement behind me. I was not alone in bed. I heard a voice speak a 'good morning'. I recognized that voice. When I turned around, I was to discover with whom I was in bed with. I was in bed with ... myself. The person looking right back at me was me. What the hell? I am in a woman's body while apparently being in bed with my regular male self. How did this come to be? What is going on?

You can imagine my complete panic. I do not know how to react, the I in the female body that is. This must be some sort of elaborate hallucination or something. I get up quickly and grab whatever clothing I can find, making sure that it is female clothing I am grabbing, I don't know why I done that for surely jeans and a jumper would have done, and I leave the room. My male counterpart doesn't follow.

The first two thoughts I have, besides 'what the hell is going on?' arrive at the same time. One is of how can I exist in two bodies at the same time? Two separate bodies operating at the same time. I presume I am two people at once for my counterpart did not and does not seem to be freaking out so perhaps this is not some sort of Freaky Friday mind swap.

The other thought is a bit sickening and most definitely scary. Did both of my existences make love the previous night? I have no memory of such an event actually happening; in fact, I am struggling to remember anything all in the moments prior to waking up in a female body. Was I even seeing anyone prior to all this, I don't think so.

I try to remember anything at all but maybe I shouldn't, if such an event did actually happen it would most definitely leave permanent scaring. The body I am in is naked and is extremely attractive, it has me aroused in ways I shouldn't be, ways I couldn't be. I dress myself all the while feeling strange, weird, and oddly wanting to touch and not wanting to touch at the same time. Actually, how does a lady dress herself? I have never dressed myself quite like this before.

I come across a mirror and recognize the reflection. It is Alice. I am in Alice's body. Alice is a lady I have had my eye on for a while now. She is stunningly beautiful. How and why am I in her body? And how did I end up in bed with her? It is not my style to move quickly to such a position. So, I do have my own memory and intact too, I really can't get a handle on an of this.

I am so confused, and am also feeling sick, I can't shift the thoughts of having slept with myself and having to experience it from a female perspective. Just as well I have no memories of that. And of course, it's not because the male me would be unattractive, without being big headed, I think I am a decent looking guy, well that is when I am a guy but being female and being ... I can't think those thoughts anymore.

As it is, I guess I am still a guy while also somehow being Alice too. I am not gay, but that's not why I feel so sickly, making love as a woman to a guy who also happens to be me is what gets me the most, well besides being Alice that is. I need to stop ... my mind is so messed up.

There would be some guys in my position who might take advantage of this situation, but I can't and I won't; besides I am also in the other room. I had to spend the rest of the day not knowing how to react to the situation I find myself in, and not knowing what to do about it. Can I tell anyone about this? Would anyone even believe me if I did? Would my other self even believe what I might say?

How is any of this possible?

The day passes without me divulging anything. I keep to myself while not knowing where I should be going or what I should be doing. It is also a difficult thing remembering to go to a lady's room and not the guy's room when I am out and about. I spend the night alone in a hotel. I apparently have Alice's credit cards, and when I awake, I receive another shock. The first face I see is that of Alice.

She is sitting at my bedside rather than lying within it and we are in a hotel room. I am in my own body; she explained something that explains everything. You see, I am a boxer. A fight twenty-four hours previous left me with a concussion which also left me with a sick to my stomach feeling. Alice had attended the fight; we have been become close of late.

From within the ring, I had taken notice of her and where she was seated on more than one occasion. While I was unconscious my mind played tricks with me. Since she had seriously been on my mind, I had imagined I was her. Apparently with the fight, I managed to get the win, not that I remember much about it.

It would appear that Alice cares somewhat for me and she stayed more to watch over me since I refused to spend a night in a hospital. This is something I need to put right, a hospital visit that is, to make sure everything returns, has returned to as it should. I haven't asked as to if we ... no, I am too much of a gentleman for that, at least, I hope I remained a gentleman. I'll leave it up to her to tell me if a discussion on the matter arises.

Anyhow, I have cared for Alice for quite some time now without actually ever telling her. I have invited her to have dinner with me. She has accepted my invitation. I however do have a reservation as to where this might lead, if we do spend a night together either in the near or distant future, I want to be on one side of the equation and one side only. My episode might become a hindrance, but I certainly hope not.