um. so... yeah. next chapter. default. yeah. its that one. just... be prepared to laugh, cause its totally only meant for the lulz.
remeber, you have been warned.
love,
livi.
Lilly's POV
I woke slowly. I turned over and my hand brushed against my stomach. It was bare. Wait… bare? I sat up and looked around at unfamiliar grey walls. I stood up. I was wearing a pair of shorts. And no shirt? I looked at my chest. Flat. Completely flat. It was boyish and soft. Tanned too. I looked around the room for a mirror. When I walked I felt different. My weight was distributed differently. I had to be at least a foot or two taller. I found a mirror on the closet door.
I screamed bloody murder.
Kevin and Nick Jonas appeared at the doorway.
"Joe, what's wrong??" Kevin asked. I screamed again.
Joe's POV.
I shot up.
A alarm was waking me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, then stood up and felt different. There was a bubbling underneath my skin. Like it was burning almost. Like it had flipped inside out and back again. I felt like I wasn't wearing enough, and my legs were very cold. I stood up out of bed and walked over to a pile of clothes on the dresser. I looked at the clothes. They were really small. And… girls clothes? I found a mirror and looked at the reflection.
I just gasped.
LILLY?!
I had long, abnormally pin straight blonde hair. I was a foot or two shorter than my boy body. Only about 5'1'' to my normal 6'2''. My waist was dainty and delicate. And… Oh my god… I had BOOBS? Oh… me likey…. Wait.. Wait… Joe. STOP!! Their on YOU, JOE! That's NOT supposed to be there! THOSE ARE LILLY'S BOOBS!!
Wait a minute. If I'm a girl… that means… I put one hand and patted in between my legs to feel that something was missing. NO!! No, no, no!! I'm A GUY! I was a girl, though. Girls don't have those. Of course this had to happen. I was a girl!
I looked down at myself in shock. I was wearing what Lilly wore on our date last night. A red shirt and a black skirt. I felt especially cold and uncomfortable in the skirt. Like I totally wasn't wearing enough to cover myself. Is this how Lilly felt all the time? Now wonder Lilly wore jeans a lot. But, aren't girls usually used to skirts? Miley wears them all the time. I guess Lilly was maybe self conscious about her body? I can't imagine why. She was thin, beautiful and she had a totally normal body. Nothing to be ashamed of. I liked how she looked. So why does she feel that way?
But I was a girl. A small girl. A beautiful small girl. Lilly was my girlfriend, right? Its not so terrible. I placed my hands on my hips and felt them and my stomach. Her skin was soft, and perfect. Her totally flat stomach looked attractive and the skirt hugged my hips beautifully.
My small girl hands drifted up towards her chest and I cupped her breasts in my hands, something I've wanted to do for as long as I've known Lilly. And yes, I know its weird, but honestly, what guy doesn't? It wasn't any comfort for losing my 'manhood', though. I wasn't comparing to anything, cause the only three girls I'd ever really been with, I didn't go anywhere with. I suppose they looked nice. I wasn't complaining at all.
Lilly had a nice, thin, beautiful body. I wrapped my arms around myself. I was incredibly small too. I can admit, I did feel a little cramped in her body. She was short and thin, and I wasn't used to it.
I quickly removed my hands. Especially considering I was practically feeling up Lilly. Or, oh… god… I was feeling up myself!? OH, GOD. Also considering the first naked girl I'll ever see is Lilly and I was her when I did see her naked.
Oh, god… That's conceited.
Lilly's POV
After about a hour of being Joe, I paced in his room. I had told his brothers that I felt sick so they'd leave me alone. I needed to figure things out. I glanced into the mirror at myself.
I was Joe Jonas. The boy I had been dreaming about for the better part of my adolescent life. The 18 year old gorgeous singer that I knew a ridiculous amount of information about. He was my dream boy. And my boyfriend. Well... ex-boyfriend.
And now I was him?
I hadn't taken off or put on any clothes since I woke up like this. Which meant I was in a pair of boxers with no shirt. His body was even better than I ever imagined it. Well toned, but not grossly muscled. How I liked boys. Guys who had big muscles was such a turn off to me. Part of the reason I liked Joe over Nick and Kevin, cause they had those muscles, and Joe didn't. Not the only reason, but… still. It was a plus. I lay my hands on his stomach, and felt immediately uncomfortable because I felt both ends of it. Joe was a adorable boy in every way, but being that adorable boy wasn't that great. I suddenly realized something.
I glanced down towards my legs and saw the bump. I immediately was anxious and even more uncomfortable in this skin. He had a…. well, I don't even have to say it… you know…. All guys have them? But, of course, Joe had one. I was unsure about every though I had toward Joe's thing. Especially considering I was on the other side of it now. It was on me… (EW!!)
I sighed an looked back down. I pulled up the elastic and looked down at… it. I won't explain anything to you, cause that would be gross, but… lets just start by saying that I was right about Joe being biggest. I was slightly impressed by it. I suppose I can be, he is my boyfriend. There wasn't any guessing now. I let go of the elastic and sighed.
I paced back and forth. Quite uncomfortable, might I add. I mean, seriously! How do guys walk with that thing between their legs? Uhg… never mind. I took another look in the mirror at myself. Hmm… I suddenly felt a pull in his… thing. It was like… a feeling or an urge. It felt like it was moving around. The boxers I was wearing got slightly tighter. Almost like it was…growing?… Oh, holy crap. I just gave myself an erection!!… Understandable I guess, though. I was incredibly attracted to Joe. He was my boyfriend, but he had never given me a orgasm before! It felt somewhat ok. Kind of weird, knowing it was for the body I stood in. I suppose that if you're a guy this would be normal to get erections. But, I'm not a guy, so it was the strangest experience.
I shut one hand over his thing, just trying to make it not so uncomfortable, and it some what fought back in a way. I felt very uncomfortable touching his thing. Ew… that's weird!…. It felt a smallest amount of wet on the fabric covering it. Ok, that is really gross. I sighed and sat down on Joe's bed.
There was a knock on the door. I scrambled around looking for a t-shirt and soon found one. I slipped it over my head and ran to the door.
"Yeah?" I asked opening the door. Nick stood there. He pushed through the door and me out of the way. He opened Joe's dresser and sifted through it. He found a shirt and changed out of his and into the one he found in Joe's room. I looked at him. Ok, so I lied. On some boys, the muscles worked. Nick was one of them. His muscles were big for him, but he was a small guy so they were well proportioned. I felt Joe's thing act up again. OMG. EW! It felt really uncomfortable and alien. Nick turned to me.
"What's your problem?" he asked. I looked up and down his front side. "Dude, why are you looking at me like that? it's a little creepy…" He said. I snapped my eyes away from him and shifted uncomfortably. I felt it move around. I saw Nick notice it.
"Sorry, I guess."
"Joe… You ok?" He asked. I took offense to this.
"Yeah… I'm fine."
"How you feeling? Last night you seemed a little upset."
"I was being a total jerk to Lilly. She doesn't deserve me." I spat to him. He looked to me.
"Don't beat yourself up about it. Girls can overreact sometimes. Miley's like that too."
"WE DO NOT!!' I yelped. Nick shot me a confused look. "Um... I mean... They don't..."
"Ok…. Just… apologize then… Whatever…" He said.
"Out. Now." He nodded and left. I sighed.
This would take so much therapy to recover from.
Suddenly I realized what I needed to do.
I had to go see Joe.
As… Joe.
