Venus Charm Bracelet

Day 1

I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock on my phone. I felt completely refreshed, much better than the day before. I felt rejuvenated, almost like a whole new person. I untangled myself from the sheets, comforter, and the ten pillows on my bed and stood up to stretch. My long hair cascaded down my back and my breasts pressed against the soft cotton t-shirt as I raised my arms high in the air and arched my back. I scratched at a little itch on the underside of my left boob, then proceeded to make my bed.

Something felt a little off as I looked around my room, but I couldn't put a finger on it. My bedding was the same as usual with the fluffy comforter. The picture with Cole and myself in front of our first house flip was still hanging on the wall. The huge smiles on our faces as we looked towards each other were evidence of how proud we were. I remembered when Lindsay took the picture for us as we stood beside the 'for sale' sign that she planted in the front yard. The vanity in the corner of my room was a little more dishevelled than usual with my make up scattered around, something I should probably straighten up. My clothes hamper was a little overflowing with skirts, blouses, and bras. I'd make sure to put a load in the washer before I left to meet Cole for the second day of demo.

I continued to scan my bedroom, trying to figure out what felt wrong about it, but the only thing that seemed out of place was my vibrator. I must have left it on my night stand the night before. I opened the bottom drawer and sat the vibrator in the back along with my other toys, then I headed to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, my reflection caused quite a panic.

"Is that a fucking pimple on my forehead? Damn it!"

I started fiddling with my hair to see if I could come up with a style that would cover the unsightly blemish, but I just ended up blowing out a long breath of air in frustration. I went ahead and dabbed some acne cream on it, then brushed my teeth. My boobs felt like they were jiggling and swaying more than normal during the process, but I didn't think much of it. After brushing my teeth, I took my birth control pill, then sat on the toilet to relieve myself. When the trickle of urine stopped, I dabbed my pussy with a few squares of toilet paper. Then, out of nowhere, it hit me like a tsunami.

"What the fuck!! I have a pussy? And tits? What in the fuck is going on!"

I jumped off the toilet seat and bent over to get a better view of the new genitalia between my legs. The oversized T-shirt hung down and blocked my view, so I pulled it over my head. The view of my new pussy was partially blocked by my new tits but I could still see the velvety folds. I was also completely shaved. My eyes focused on the two large tits that hung and swayed from my chest. I cupped them and felt the weight in my hands. I noticed that they were very firm and perky for their size. I also noticed that my areolas and nipples were nearly three times the size that they used to be. My nipples were a light pink colour and looked oh so kissable with the multi coloured barbell piercings.

I looked in the mirror again and was utterly speechless by the sight of the naked woman who was staring back at me. I continued to squeeze and cup my boobs as I took in the reflection. She had long hair, long enough to reach the crack of her ass. A very round and shapely ass I might add. Mostly platinum blonde in colour with streaks of dark brown that faded into a dark purple colour at the ends. She had golden bronze skin with no tan lines whatsoever. Along with the nipple piercings, she also wore a navel piercing, a small stud in her nose and several piercings in her ears. Her face looked a lot like mine although much softer and more of a heart shape. The dimple in her chin was not as pronounced as mine was, but it was still noticeable. She could probably be my twin sister, but she wasn't my sister. She was me! She really was me!

I continued to explore the new body that I somehow inherited. I noticed a few similarities that my new body shared with my old one. For instance, my tattooed arm sleeve. The thorns that snaked around my left bicep were still there and in the same pattern, although now, the thorny vines had different coloured roses blooming throughout. The demonic looking scull on my forearm was now a sugar scull with pops of colour. Most of the old stars were now hearts and the bullet holes were butterflies. It looked like the same artist did the work but added in a feminine theme and a lot more colour which made it very beautiful.