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As I watched my roommate, shovel the final spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, I knew that I had lost the eating contest. My stomach was so full that I thought it might burst, and the thought of eating anything else made me want to curl up and die.
my roommate , on the other hand, looked positively pleased with himself. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grinned at me.
"I win again," he said, his voice smug.
As I went to bed that night, feeling a little defeated, I couldn't have guessed what was about to happen.
I woke up the next morning feeling strange. It was like my body was buzzing with energy, and I couldn't quite put my finger on why. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and that's when I saw it.
I was no longer a man.
I was a woman with tattoos.
I stumbled back, staring at myself in the mirror in shock. My hair was longer, my face was softer, and my body was...well, let's just say it was more voluptuous than it had been the night before.
I was so stunned that I didn't notice Jake walk in until he let out a whistle.
"Damn, you clean up nice," he said, grinning at me.