Right In Front Of The Mirror

"Wait, what?" Gavin opened his mouth in utter disbelief as he suddenly stopped in front of the mirror, his eyes looking back at himself as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing right now.

He swore that he had been a man all this time, so why was he only realizing at this very moment that the reflection right in front of him was that of a beautiful young woman instead?

Without much thinking, he then leaned his svelte female body forward in order to see in more detail just what had happened to him. No longer was he wearing his white dress shirt and his black-colored slacks, but in their place, he now found himself wearing a short white skirt and a nice black top that showed off nicely the wide hips and the brand new pair of petite breasts he now had.

And of course, he could see very well that his formerly chiseled face had now been completely replaced with one bearing full lips, a smaller, more delicate jawline, and a stunning pair of brown eyes that were complemented by the lush strands of brunette hair that draped down beyond his shoulders.

"T-This is all wrong," Gavin uttered to himself as he started to think back on all the things he had done before he had noticed that he wasn't in his own body anymore. "T-There definitely has to be an explanation to this?"

But to his surprise, he found himself having a more difficult time remembering what exactly he had done. Almost a minute had passed, and all he was able to conjure up was that he had been sent here to inspect something.

But what was that something?...

...

Wait.

He She seriously forgot about that again?!

"God, my necklace," Gavin Giselle darted back to her closet, not wanting to waste the little time she had before he left her apartment. "I would have never heard the end of it if they saw I forgot to wear it again!"

She had just moved into this brand new apartment complex that had opened a few months ago, but in that short time, she had already made a few friends with some of the other women that lived on her same floor. Friends who loved shopping, hanging out around town, and flirting with any attractive guys they met outside of this place.

Why outside?

Well, because there were absolutely no guys in this entire apartment complex. She frankly found it a bit strange, but since none of her friends seemed to be worried about that at all, she simply decided to ignore it.

She also ignored how sometimes she would feel... strange while she was inside of her own apartment. She didn't know how to put it into words, but every once in a while, she would find herself standing in front of the mirror, not recognizing who was looking back at her-

"You need to get yourself a drink," Giselle interrupted her train of thought as she darted back to the mirror, already wearing her necklace as she did a final check on the cute outfit she had decided to wear today.

She was a beautiful young woman, so why should she care about who she thought she was every time she stepped in front of the mirror?

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It's been a long time, but I'm finally back. I was incredibly busy plus had no inspiration these last two months, but hopefully, I should start posting more consistently from now on.