Prelude: Saturday Morning

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It was a hot noon on Saturday in July. Dave had just woken up from late night "Stridin'". By late night "Stridin'", he meant taking swigs of apple juice and making more additions to his comic Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff until he was on the verge of passing out. He sighed out softly, an arm covering his eyes from the rays of the sun blinding his eyes from his window and sat up, eyes closed. His hair was a bit messy and he had nothing on except for his boxers. He snarled as he slowly opened his eyes to get used to the brightness in his room. There were several smuppets scattered across the room, including his bed. He could've sworn that his bro came in last night and added more to his unwanted collection in his room. "Bro needs to seriously turn on the fucking AC…" Dave muttered to himself tiredly as he walked out of his room and down the hall to the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, he didn't look in the mirror; all he cared about was the swelling feeling inside his bladder. He had to go, and badly because of all the apple juice he drank last night. He lowered his boxers a little and grabbed a hold of his junk, ready to piss, but… Something was different. He slowly looked down and leaned in a little because something on his chest got in the way from his view. He..wasn't holding onto anything…Wait..Something on his chest in the way of his view…?

you have got to be shitting me

Dave's eyes widened as his hands quickly traveled up to his chest as he patted what was there.

you have GOT to be fucking shitting me

He looked down again and saw that it wasn't there. It was gone. There was nothing hanging from his fucking groin! Dave continued to travel his hands up and felt his hair on his breasts. His hair had grown so long and he looked down and behind him to see what kind of ass he had gotten. Then, that tingling feeling struck him. That feeling where you forgot you had to use the bathroom, but then remembered the reason why you ever came across the bathroom in the first place. "Fuck! How the fuck do girls piss?" Dave yelled aloud in the bathroom as he tried to find out how to go. Bro overheard this, but only heard "How the fuck do I piss?" He became oddly concerned as to how Dave had forgotten how to use the toilet and ran to the bathroom. "Dave, what the fuck is going o-" Bro stopped mid sentence. He saw his "brother" naked in the bathroom. Dave had one leg straight and the other propped up on the top part of the toilet, boxers on the floor, trying to aim for the toilet bowl as he looked at his bewildered brother. The both had to process their thoughts before screaming aloud, scaring the crows away from their floor of the building.

Bro had to re-teach Dave how to use the toilet; however he just couldn't look at "him". Dave wasn't the same Dave Bro had known for what seemed to be all his life. It was…weird to teach a girl how to use the toilet, especially if she has practically nothing on. "Dude, just go and put something on." Bro said to Dave.

"But I'm a fucking girl! How the hell am I supposed to fit my clothes?"

"I don't know! Just put something on and I'll go to the store and buy you clothes!"

"Don't buy me anything stupid."

"Or something that would make you fat?"

"Oh, nice one, Dick." Dave snarled, unimpressed at the sexist joke Dirk played. Dirk couldn't help but grin at his own remark. "Okay," Dirk said, "when you're done just go ahead and put some clothes on or something. I'll get you clothes later." With that said, Dirk left the bathroom and let Dave do his business. What was Dave going to do? He was a girl now…Wait, how did this all happen in the first place? Did Rose somehow put a spell on him or did one of the trolls do it? Hes got to tell John what has just happened. Dave stood up and flushed the toilet as he put on his boxers that slipped from his waist down to his hips. Dave walked to the door, but stopped to look in the mirror to look at his body.

damn do i look as good as ever. actually when do i ever not look good? never, that's when, its all about the strider swag

Dave went back to his room and opened up Pesterchum and began to pester John.
[TG] began pestering [EB]

TG: dude, you will not guess what the fuck has just happened to me