Heh, it’s funny to think that the same guys who were pricks to me, picking on me for being such a weak and scrawny guy are now boggling my beefy female form. It’s technically a bodysuit, and certainly not the one I originally ordered. Apparently the bodysuit company saw my request and thought that this would be a better body for me. I reluctantly tried it on, somewhat curious about what being a woman feels like, and it feels fantastic. I’m beautiful, I can run kilometers without getting tired, and I won’t even mention what I did in my bedroom. Once the train takes me home, I’m going to make this my permanent body, seal the suit, and begin my new life as a strong young woman. Damn all the real life consequences to hell!