a day as someone else

At this point, you just need to get out of there, and you scramble to your car. You examine yourself in the mirror. You are a cute brunette, shortish and slender, with amazing curves, bright blue eyes and a schoolgirl's smile. Dressed in low-cut jeans and a tight, bright pink top, it strikes you as odd that you are not attracted to yourself.

Then again, maybe not. That would be pretty damn weird.

You just sit for a while, pondering. Deep questions arise from within your newly female head. How did this happen? Why is this bra so damn uncomfortable?

But mostly, is there hope to change back?