This is my fist story so please, pleeeeaaaassssee go easy on me. I don't own Big Time Rush, the title, the band peoples, or the show (why would I?). Please enjoy :D.
Prologue
Lately I've been feeling different. My hair's been growing long to the point I've been looking like a bum, my lips have become fuller and naturally red-stained, my chest has been aching, and my skin has grown smoother. When I woke up this morning I now know why.
"Carlos, w- James! Did you sneak someone in here?"
"No!Why'dja ask?"
"Cuz there's a girl in here,"
"No!" James eventually came into the room. "Hey, there is a girl in here."
"Duh, dummy!"
"I'm not a dummy!
"Well-"
"Guys, stop ! I'm not a girl. I'm Carlos."
"Carlos!" said Kendall. "I could barely recognize you."
"What are you talking about?"
They looked at each other.
"What?"
James gripped me the shoulders and spun me in the direction of the bathroom. He lead to the bathroom still gripping my shoulders. Then, I stood right in the mirror, staring at a reflection that looked like me. A girl version of me.
"Oh. My. God. I'm a….girl."
"A hot girl."
I tilted my head to the left. I was hot. I had long hair that stopped at the middle of my back in silky chocolate brown Venus waves, my eyelashes were thick, my chocolate brown eyes were wide, and my lips were a bit more fuller and they were garnet red. Without thought I started to take off my clothes. As I did this, I found out the my new body had taken a curvaceous form. The waist was narrow, but everything else was big. The but, the thighs, the boobs, it all came from my Latina heritage.
"How does it look?" I asked. I turned towards them.
They were speechless, so that meant it looked fine. I giggled. I was going to be every girl in the Palmwoods nightmare.
How did you like it? I know it's short and all, but please review. If you didn't then don't. Thanks.