When fiction becomes reality

This time it was different. As I typed, I could feel my body changing. Every letter I typed for this caption, the changes became more and more apparent. First my hands looked quite feminine. I continued typing, realizing the changes had spread to my wrists. Part of me wanted to stop, but the rest was eager to see more changes. My arm hair became thinner and lighter. As the changes reached my shoulders, I felt my back crack. I started to become a little shorter.







