“Mmmmghh…” David groaned as he awoke the next morning, wincing at how uncomfortable his breasts felt as he rolled onto them. Memories of everything that had happened last night slowly came back to him as he struggled to find the energy to sit up. He was in the body of short, slightly stocky woman named Madison. Only he and his friend Morgan knew about it, and to make matters worse, he had been developing memories of actually living as Madison. Although that made it easier to do everyday things like getting dressed, and apparently putting on makeup, feeling comfortable with these kinds of things made David uneasy and insecure about his masculinity. “Hi, Madison,” David said to himself in the mirror after washing his face. He sighed as he adjusted his large breasts, already irritated with his soft, round physique. Not wanting to go downstairs to see Zach and Morgan, he sta...