-Background: I am a girl-
I am a man. How do I know? My regular feminine physique was gone. I lookeed down. No boobs, no curves, no breeze between the legs. I'm also in a bathroom, like that of a school bathroom. Though, I get the sense that it is only me and the man standing in front of me. He was a bit shorter than me. He had dark brown hair. I don't recall his name or mine. The only thing I knew was that he was definitely my boyfriend.
We were making out against the wall. I was gay. We ended up having sex, and, not to be too vulgar, I had the role that the man takes when a man and woman have sex. When we were, er, finished and fully clothed, we were talking.
"I have to tell you something," he said, taking my hand.
"What is it?" i say hesitantly, but I was also staring lovingly into his eyes.
"I am pregnant." He stated flatly.
I look at him shocked. I am completely dumbfounded. "But you are a man??"
The End.
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Dream State
Truyện NgắnThis a collection of the dreams I have, compiled into short stories. (These are all true dreams i have, and i try to write them without bias.)
