Evelyn was gone and Mary was a sweaty, bloody mess on the floor, she wasgasping away, Evelyn had cut a cross in her belly the umbilical cord waslying out next to a pair of scissors, I took Mary's hand and heard herfading breaths in the silence and then she was gone. I closed her stilllifeless eyes and kissed her on the forehead.My good friend was dead.Today Julia and I were in my bedroom listening to some radio, Julia wasrather restless, she was painting her toe nails while I started typingthis then she was reading a magazine."It's just the two of us again," I said.Julia began braiding my hair a while ago and has blabbed on saying shewonders how women braid hair, personally I am wondering why women braidhair, I know Julias a bag of nerves and practising being a girl helps hercope. The thing is, she couldn't keep it up, she sat down on the bed andstarted hyperventilating, I got her to calm down but she has been shakinguncontrollably."Do you think she'll ever let me go?" Julia asked. .. but the worst of the matter was that the nipples were about as round as my little finger and a half inch long. I realized that I wasn't going anywhere today... at least until this swelling goes away!"I look like I have breasts... just like a woman." I quickly closed my shirt, "But how?" Then I remembered the events of yesterday.I dropped my toothbrush onto the floor as the door swung open, Mrs. Covington stood there in her robe. "Brian... OH MY GOD!!! What happened?" How can I answer that question... if I'm not sure myself!" I looked back into the mirror."You look like you have breasts... how... where did they come from?" She pulled my shirt aside and looked at them."I have my suspicions..." I said as I pointed for her to let me out.We walked back into the living room where I explained what had happened during the evening, as we spoke, Mr. Covington walked into the living room carrying Cheyenne, and stopped as soon as he saw my pendulous breasts."What the heck happened to you?" He.
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