Since he couldn't go to work, Chuck had found himself with an abundance of free time since this whole girl thing happened. He would have preferred to be male and busy but he couldn't say he completely hated having nothing to do. It was something that had become a rare commodity since his father died ( Read more... )

Chuck was beginning to get used to this. So no freak outs for him. Actually, he almost kind of liked it. So long as he was confident that it was only temporary, of course.

Despite threats to the contrary, Chuck had not thrown out all the clothes he had bought from the last time he was a girl. Some of those things were classic styles that never ( Read more... )

Okay, the girl thing was losing it's thrill after the fourth day. After doing all the girl things he wanted to do (with the exception of sex because the thought of that was still kind of weird) he went back into his normal routine. Which consisted of drinking with periods of getting high in between. Just that he was doing it in a skirt and heels ( Read more... )

After it became apparent that this whole girl thing wasn't just a one day type of deal like last time, Chuck had spent most of yesterday off-island, shopping for clothes and shoes ( Read more... )

You know, when Chuck had laid down on his bed to take a nap after class he was a guy. A very attractive guy with all the right guy parts. Yep. It was a normal sleep type of deal. Or at least he thought it would be. What he didn't think of what how earlier in the day he had annoyed one of his crazier teachers. He probably should have thought about ( Read more... )

It wasn't often Chuck woke up before noon when he didn't have to but this morning was different. He normally slept on his stomach but his new, ah, assets were making it difficult to do so and be comfortable. He rolled over grumpily and tried to manuever himself so his boobs weren't in his way.

Wait a second...Chuck bolted up in bed. There was a ( Read more... )