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Using PROMPT #5 After a long dark night, you wake up in another body.

Last night was longer than usual, my girlfriend Natasha was again throwing tantrums which led to our ugly break up.

I kicked her out of my apartment, and then I slept peacefully waiting for another sunrise.

I woke up as my alarm went mad at sharp 7 am. Furthermore, I threw the alarm clock to make it shut. Not only that, but I felt a sudden urge to use the washroom. I sat on the toilet seat, and finally I emptied my bladders.

But something felt strange, I took a look at my genitals and my face turned pale. Woah! When did my manhood shrink, I thought to myself.

Did I become a dwarf overnight? Or Worse, Natasha the witch took revenge, and she chopped off my pride ! I panicked with these thoughts. I took a closer look at my newly formed organs with a torch and a hand mirror.

What the heck ! I got female sex organs overnight. Am I hallucinating? This can't be possible, my rational conscience told me.

I ran towards the dresser and my eyes popped out of my eye sockets. I saw two buddies looking at me through the mirror's reflection. Ugh... I have a pair of bumpy breasts ! Wait my body has turned into a woman ! As the realization dawned upon me, I shrieked at the top of my lungs and I noticed that my husky voice has turned into irritable high-pitched shrill.

I stared my face, my beard was gone. I had long hair and my skin felt smooth and soft. My lips were plump and pink. As I scanned my face, I noticed my shoulders were small, my hard-earned biceps were gone and my legs were thinner.

My whole body got covered in sweat, so I thought to take a bath. As I stood under the shower I noticed that my body had no hair on my arms, leg, chest and stomach. My favorite abs vanished, and my belly was flat and hour glass shaped.

It felt weird looking at my own body. I wore an extra large t-shirt to adjust these newly grown breasts. All my jeans and bottoms were loose, so I somehow adjusted one of my slim lift jeans onto this tiny waist with a belt.

I got out of my apartment and after locking it, I went to the nearby park. I phoned my best friend Andy, but he disconnected my call thinking it as a prank.

Maybe I should go to a doctor, I thought to myself. I took a metro to visit the nearest clinic. I stepped inside and received weird looks from people around. Probably in this clothing I looked liked a maniac to people.

I ignored the glares on me and I sat on a vacant spot. As the train slowly started moving, I felt a hand on my thighs. The man next to me was rubbing his hands on my thigh, Ugh...a man touching me. I immediately felt an urge to slap this idiot. I removed his hand and gave him a death glare.

This idiot man again touched my thigh with his filthy hands. This time my anger shot up, and I shrieked," You idiot! Get off your hand, I am not a homosexual!". The man had shocked expressions on his face and he immediately changed his seat.

My stop arrived. I got up as the gates of the train opened. As I was about to step out, I felt a hand on my bottom. I turned to see a lustful man touching my butt. Argh... Am I public property? People are touching me wherever they want, I thought to myself.

I twisted this man's hand in a fit of rage. The man shouted," This woman is assaulting me !". I tried to reason and tell my tale to the people, but that devil's fake acting worked and people decided to call the police thinking me as the culprit.

I thought to save myself from this fiasco, so I ran like an idiot. I thought to hide myself in the restroom.

I rushed to the restroom. Furthermore, I saw a man looking at me with shock evident on his face. What am I? A statue in a museum, everyone is looking at me so keenly, I thought to myself.

Then looking at the urinals it dawned upon me that I had entered the men's restroom with a body of a woman. I mumbled a quick sorry to the man who was staring at me. Then I hurriedly made my way towards the exit, but this man held me by my wrist, and he groped my breast.

At a moment, I felt violated, I literally felt like a toy in his hand. I pleaded him to let me go, but this evil head didn't stop and kept groping me.

I felt a mixed bag of emotions of anger, disgust and helplessness. The sense of getting exploited felt like a dagger in my chest. With all strength I pushed this demon and ran away. I stopped only when I found myself in safer surroundings.

I felt sudden cramps in my abdomen. It must be hunger, I need to eat something, I thought to myself. I bought a burger from McDonald's outlet. Here too I got glares, men saw me with either curiosity or lust. Women looked at my appearance with either disgust or amazement.

I finished my burger and I quickly made my way out. I again felt cramps in my stomach. This time these cramps were more painful churning my insides. I thought to walk back to my home.

On my way again people were staring at me. "God I am done with these staring games! " My inner voice shrieked internally.

I felt gush of water in my pants, I guess women profusely sweat down there when they are anxious, I thought to myself.

Again I felt wet in my pants. Wait...did I pee in my pants! This is even worse and I panicked. I ran towards a public bathroom. I saw my pants, they were tainted red, I shrieked as I saw blood dripping in between my legs.

Great! Now only this was left to be experienced by me, I am menstruating. I pulled out some toilet paper and stuffed into the part from where blood came.

I walked towards a pharmacy, I saw some women laughing at me while some pitied me and I even got glares from women who thought I was insane or stupid.

Now I stood at the counter thinking of what I needed. Actually I knew what was my need, but it was awkward to ask for it, I always avoided buying them myself when Natasha needed. I felt ashamed as a man to buy those.

Poor Natasha herself went to buy this necessity, how did she even manage? These cramps are killing me, I felt guilty as I thought of it.

The pharmacy worker waved his hand at my face to bring me back to the reality. I stuttered... I want those which women use. The worker nodded his head and he brought female contraceptives. My face got flustered seeing those.

"We, too, are in the Que, we don't have whole day to wait and stand here" people shouted from behind. I shivered hearing them, my fingers trembled, and my heart rammed in my chest.

Luckily a girl from the Que came to my rescue, and she helped me in buying what I required. This kind girl sensed that something was wrong with me, she asked me if I was okay.

I told her, I needed help. She took me to the nearby public restroom. She gave me a pair of jeans, top and an underwear ... I mean those girlie panties that she had just bought for herself.

I stammered... Furthermore, I don't know how to use these, I said looking at those tampons. The girl then gave me a sanitary pad. I looked at her face with teary eyes and I stated "I don't know how to use these too.

The girl asked me getting suspicious, Is this your first time?,". I simply nodded my head. She exclaimed," Oh I am so sorry, don't worry I will teach you how to use these".

Then this kind girl showed me how to use those sanitary napkins. I quickly wore those pads and changed my clothes. I chuckled seeing those pink panties that I wore, I mean who wears pink panties with read hearts. Never mind, need is the mother of adaption, my inner voice spoke out in my head.

I thanked this girl for saving my life, I mean dignity. Then I thought to walk back home since It was already evening and I planned to visit a hospital tomorrow.

I walked back to my house it was already late evening. To my surprise the street was empty, I kept walking although this pad thingie made it uncomfortable to walk.

While walking, I heard a few footsteps from behind. I saw 4 men following and stalking me from behind. I increased my pace to avoid these shady men.

5 minutes away from my home when a man grabbed me, the street was dark since the streetlights were not working.

This man covered my mouth and dragged me to a corner with the help
of his other companions. They had terrifying appearance, I could smell liquor from their mouth and bodies.

I tried to struggle and get out of their grip but argh... they were 4 and had more muscular power than me.

Then those men took me to a shady under construction building. All of them laughed lustfully. One man removed my pants, others tore my shirt. Two men held my legs and arms.

I got so terrified, it felt like my heart could fail any moment, my breath caught up, and my mouth went dry.

I pleaded in a mere whisper "I am on my periods, for God's sake leave me!". The 4 thugs said in unison, "We don't care !".

One man poked my bleeding womanhood, and he exclaimed," She seems a virgin, what a great hunt we got today!". All the men hooted in happiness.

A man penetrated me and that hurt like hell. I shrieked in pain with tears in my eyes as I felt myself getting torn apart. I guess I am dying, I thought to myself as another wail of cry escaped my mouth.

"What happened dear?" came Natasha's concerned voice. Why the heck Natasha is here? Does she want to die ! I panicked and opened my fear ridden closed eyelids.

I was astonished to see her sitting near me in my room. My room! Ugh this all was a nightmare, I shouted at the top of my lungs.

I looked at my body, it was that same masculine body. I sighed in relief. Natasha asked," what happened?". I replied, "Nothing honey, just the tables had turned around ". Natasha looked at me with confusion on her face.

I got up from the bed, I went to freshen up in the restroom where I noticed a sanitary napkin packet hidden under other toiletries. I kept these pads beside my shaving kit on the outer rack, these pads are not drugs or nuclear weapons that needs to be hidden.

As I returned to the room I noticed Natasha seemed struggling with her cramps as she held a water bag on her stomach. As soon as she saw me, she tried to hide that water bag and put a smile on her face.

I gave her coffee and chocolates, I said," You don't need to hide anything, Honey I could not understand your mood swings of periods thinking of them as tantrums, I am so sorry, I treated you that way, I didn't know what you went through each day".

My girl hugged me with tears of happiness in her eyes. Today I felt like a real and complete man.